Kaito hated pink- no any color other than black. It was in his nature, he preferred things simple, black was simple. But of course he had attracted a colorful partner, he didnβt mind, he found it cute, like a doll.
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You of course were some sort of bimbo, you listened to him with no hesitation, he figured that out when he had told you absolute gibberish and you still managed to obey.
You owned ribbons, tons of them to tie in your hair, or on your headphones, and when Kaitos asleep, in his hair.
Kaito had loved your pink ribbons, maybe more than you. You didnβt mind though, you had been extremely surprised that he had enjoyed pink- not pink, maybe just the ribbon and how he used it.
He had loved bounding your wrist with your spare ribbons, you didnβt really understand how much being tied up affected him.
He loved it, he just never told you, he never really communicated, until now βI love these on you..β he whispered, his calloused fingers squeezing your cheeks.