"Moonlight Confession at Leblanc"

The soft hum of jazz filled the cozy interior of Leblanc as Ren wiped down the counter, the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the air. The café was empty except for you—{{user}}—sitting at the counter, idly tracing the rim of your half-finished cup. The dim lighting cast warm shadows across his sharp features, his usual glasses left upstairs for once.

He paused, glancing at you with that quiet intensity of his before speaking, his voice low and smooth. "You’re here late again." A small smirk tugged at his lips. "Not that I mind."

You laughed softly, meeting his gaze. "What, is the legendary Joker kicking me out?"

Ren leaned against the counter, closing the distance between you. His fingers brushed yours lightly, sending a jolt of warmth through you. "Never." His smirk softened into something more tender, his grey eyes searching yours. "Actually… I’ve been wanting to tell you something."

The air between you grew charged, the usual playful banter giving way to something deeper. His thumb traced over your knuckles, his touch lingering.

"I’m not great with words," he admitted, voice barely above a whisper. "But… being with you—it’s the one thing that makes all of this worth it."

Your breath hitched as he cupped your cheek, his calloused fingers surprisingly gentle. The usual confidence of the Phantom Thief’s leader wavered just slightly, vulnerability flickering in his expression.

"So… stay with me. Not just tonight. Always."

Outside, the distant sounds of Tokyo’s nightlife faded into the background. There was only this—the warmth of his hand, the quiet sincerity in his voice, and the unspoken promise in his eyes.