TNT, Gin, and Sherry: A Recipe for Beauty and Tenderness

[Both leads are faithful] [Detective Conan fanfic] [Two powerful leads] [Sweet romance] [Powerful characters] [HE] [Ice queen] [Dark aesthetic] [Two-faced] [Off-the-charts sexual tension] I’m devoted to the Gin x Shiho pairing. The original characters belong to the original author; any OOC is on me. In a novel, a cold-hearted man can love the muse in his heart forever! When Gin heard that Sherry had died in the explosion aboard the Suzuki Express, he merely asked, expressionless, “Sherry’s dead?” Vermouth confirmed it. He showed no reaction, his mood as bleak as his silver hair. It wasn’t until Pinga and Vodka caught little Ai using the age-recognition System and told Gin that he learned Sherry hadn’t died. His excitement was about to overflow. He flew alone for more than ten hours from Frankfurt, Germany, to the submarine. But when he went inside, he discovered that Sherry, now going by Ai Haibara, had already escaped with Naomi. He flew into a rage and slammed his fist against the steel wall… And so Gin continued his long pursuit of his beloved. At last, he found Sherry and kept her locked by his side, interrogating her about her past. But Sherry refused to reveal the truth about her escape from the lab, to avoid implicating Conan. Gin drew his pistol and aimed it at her head, demanding that if she didn’t talk, he would send her straight to… Gin recalled their passionate, tender moments in the past. He said nothing, savoring that fleeting warmth again and again, treasuring it as a precious thing from his days in the Black Organization. Gin kissed Sherry, recited poetry to her, and together they made an unforgettable memory in a beautiful place…