Here's chapter 2

Yukiko sighed as she watched her son settle into the plush armchair in their library, a large ring of books surrounding him. Walking over, she ran her fingers through his hair and smiled as his sounders relaxed slightly. "Did something happen at the party?"

"Someone died." He pulled one of the books from the stack to his right and flipped it open.

"Besides that."

"No."

She sighed inwardly and leaned down to plant a kiss on his head, ignoring the adorable pouty glare she got for it. "Don't stay up all night reading. You still have school in the morning."

"Hai."

Walking towards the stairs, she gave her son one last glance before retreating to hers and Yuusaku's room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she let her shoulder droop in disappointment. She'd been hoping that introducing him to Kaito, Heiji, and Saguru would help him, but when they'd left he'd been in a worse mood than when they'd arrived and refused to say anything about them when asked.

She just wanted her baby back. The active little boy who refused to stop practicing with the soccer ball until he couldn't stand. The little boy whose eyes would light up at the thought of solving a mystery. The one who would laugh and cry and shout and run after what he wanted headfirst. Seeing him so…so empty was breaking her heart. He'd closed himself off from her and everyone else, keeping them all at set distances. He practically lived in the library, devouring book after book as though he could escape the real world that way.

He barely ate, rarely slept, and she hadn't seen him smile once in the three years since…

Yukiko was shaken from her thoughts when her husband wrapped his arms around her. "You have to give it time. Kaito-kun, Hattori-kun, and Hakuba-kun are quite stubborn. I'm sure they won't leave things like this."

Feeling her eyes burn with tell-tale tears, she nodded and buried her face in his shoulder. "I know. I just want my little boy to be happy again. I feel like he's disappearing before our very eyes."

Yuusaku didn't say anything but pressed a kiss to the side of her head and held her closer. They stayed like that until Yukiko felt her eyelids growing heavier and pulled back so she could get ready for bed. Yuusaku pulled her in for a kiss before knocking their foreheads together lightly. "Give them some time. Everything will be okay."

Yuusaku smiled down at his sleeping wife and brushed some hair from her face. Making sure to be quiet, he left their room and made his way downstairs. He wished he was surprised to find their son still awake and reading in the library, but Shinichi had practically grown roots there. He slept in the armchair in the library more this room. The only times he knew his son to go to his room was to change clothes. He ate, slept, and spent nearly every waking moment in this room.

"Shinichi." He waited until he had his son's attention. "You should go to bed. You have school in the morning."

"Kaa-san said the same thing." He raised an eyebrow and Shinichi looked away.

Sitting on the edge of the armchair, he took the book from his son and placed a bookmark between the pages before setting in on top of one of the nearby piles. "Shinichi, you need-"

"I know."

"Then why does your pillow have cobwebs on it?" He smiled at the – as Yukiko liked to call it – pouty glare he got.

"It doesn't."

"Oh? That means it's perfectly good to sleep in." He stood up and tugged the teenager into a standing position. Shinichi thankfully realized he didn't get a choice in the matter tonight and shuffled towards the stairs, sending one last mournful gaze towards his little haven. Yuusaku followed to make sure he actually got into bed – though whether he would stay there the entire night was debatable.

He gave his son enough privacy to change into his pajamas before searching the room for any books that may have migrated up the stairs with Shinichi. Placing the small collection on the desk for the moment, he smiled at the annoyed teenager and sat on the edge of the bed. "What happened?" Shinichi looked away and muttered nothing. "Shinichi, I haven't seen you that upset in a long time. Did something happen? Did anyone say something?" He waited but there was nothing but silence. "Shinichi…"

"Kuroba-kun made a stupid joke."

"What was the joke?"

Shinichi's shoulders drooped. "That the murder should be more creative next time so I actually had to try to solve it."

"Ahhh…" Shinichi might have been a brilliant detective, but he hated the fact people had to die for him to be one. Joking about that or taking it lightly was one of the guaranteed ways to upset him. While nobody liked murder, Shinichi had an exceptional hatred for it given his…abilities. "Toichi told me Kaito-kun has a rather bad tendency to put his foot in his mouth." He put a hand on his son's head. "It wasn't a good joke, but don't hold it against him. Kaito-kun is a good kid, and he could be a good friend, if you give him a chance."

"I don't need anymore friends."

Yuusaku smiled sadly but didn't respond. Instead, he stood up and collected the small stack of books before heading towards the door. "Goodnight, Shinichi. Try to actually sleep tonight, okay? Your mother will only worry more if she finds you passed out in the library again." He sent the teenager another smile and turned off the lights as Shinichi slid down and pulled the covers over himself.

Shutting the door, he brought the books back down to the library before retiring back to his and Yukiko's room. Sliding in next to his wife, he placed his glasses on the side table and pulled her into his arms. "Did he tell you what was bothering him?"

Yuusaku smiled into her hair. "I should have known you weren't really asleep."

"I'm a work famous actress after all."

He hummed quietly before answering his question. "Kaito-kun made a bad joke about the murder." Yukiko sighed. "If Kaito-kun is anything like Toichi, he won't leave things like this between him and Shinichi. Don't worry."

She nodded and snuggled closer. "Goodnight Yuu-kun."

He killed the top of her head. "Goodnight Yukiko."

I wrote it. I'm happy with the way it turned out, but I also have a personal headcannon that Shinich is a momma's boy so I wanted to write this swapped kind of, but I also just like the thought of him listening to his father at times like this.

Idk, let me know what you thought