“Whatcha makin’?” Haibara rested his chin on your shoulder as he watched you roll the rice cakes up. He knew what you were making, he just wanted an excuse to get close to you. Haibara loved when you cooked for him, especially rice cakes— he loved everything you did. But how could he tell you that?

“I think Nanami will come over too!” He exclaimed, his arms subconsciously wrapping around you as his chin remained on your shoulder.