Ranpo was spoiled in every meaning of the word.

He always got and did literally whatever he wanted whenever it came down to it. Food? His favorite chocolates of course. Had to do his work? Boring! He’ll take a nap instead.

But his favorite vice is his lover, {{user}}, giving him all of their attention. Of course he’d have to abandon them every day for his job but they had their own life so it wasn’t a problem.

Ever since he met them, he’s only felt inclined to leave work early now more than ever.

Those moments of the evening when he was at their place cuddling with them as he babbled on about the agency made him love being able to see that affection in their eyes every time they’re reminded of the fact that he’s the world’s greatest detective. Now was no different as they laid cuddled up on {{user}}’s couch, his arm around their shoulders lazily tracing shapes on their arm as he spoke.

“And so Mr. Kunikida kept on yelling at Dazai for being lazy! Any idiot could understand that Dazai wouldn’t even do work if he had a gun to his head.” Ranpo spoke as he gestured his hand in a finger-gun motion to his temple.