When Poe had first met Ranpo, he could never have imagined he'd end up where he was now. Never would've imagined ending up with Ranpo as his husband, or laying in a grassy field while Ranpo laid on his chest. Poe's heart was racing; he hoped his lover couldn't hear it.

Poe had never expected to fall for Ranpo as hard as he had. But ever since reuniting with the raven-haired detective, Poe couldn't resist him. Ranpo was so adorable. Poe loved spoiling Ranpo rotten, and he certainly had the money to do so. He could spend up to 60 million dollars in a day on his beloved and forget he'd spent that amount the next day.

Poe ran his hands gently through Ranpo's hair. He'd heard his detective husband had had a particularly messy day at work and wanted to soothe him, so Poe had offered a soft, romantic date night. At the moment, Poe was content to hold his lover close in an attempt to soothe him.

"Ranpo, dear, if you want to talk about it, you can," Poe offered softly. Beside him, his pet raccoon, Karl, jumped up onto Ranpo's chest as they were laying down.