{On Hold} Only Exception [Yandere!Izaya x OC]

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Hitomi woke up the next morning exhausted. The red lights of the numbers on the electric clock flashed on and off in the dark room. 9:00 9:00 9:00 9:01 9:01. On and off, on and off. Hitomi lifted herself from the bed and walked out of the room.

Izaya had loaned her some clothes to sleep in, a baggy grey shirt and some old black pajama pants. Hitomi slowly walked to the bathroom hearing running water she slumped to the side of the door. "Hey you almost done!?" no answer. "Hello?" no answer. Hitomi rolled her eyes and groaned.

The water shut off and she heard the shower curtain be pushed back. A minute or so later the door swings open steam rushing out, Hitomi pushes of the wall and is fully awakened at the sight of a shirtless Izaya. He was surprisingly well built but not to a point of completely chizzled features. Either way it added to his attractive appearance. "Ah, Uh, Um I-Izaya!?" she gasped covering her red face.

Izaya stopped and looked over at his spectator, "Hito-chan?" he paused, then smirked. "Were you waiting for me to come out like this?"

"N-no!" she continued to cover her face.

Izaya gave a scoffing laugh and removed her hand from her face, "You're so cute when you blush Hito-chan." his auburn eyes softly glinted at her aqua green pools. He released her hand easily but it was truly with great reluctance. He enjoyed the warmth of her hand, the shine in her eyes. When she went in and closed the door he came to notice that he had also been blushing, when it happened he didn't know, he just felt the heat leaving his cheeks. "Damn."

Later Hitomi came down stairs her hair still damp and back in Izaya's pjs. Izaya sat at his computer typing who knows what with a devilish grin. "Morning." he said without looking.

"Uh, morning."

"Still embarrassed?"

"No..."

"Great, oh, if you want to get out of those clothes, don't worry I have Namie bringing something for you. Hopefully it weir base anything like that ugly sweater she wears everyday." he chuckled turning too her and kicking his feet up on the desk. "But you know... I think my clothes suit you. Very attractive."

"You got anything to eat?" she ignored his complement.

The informant pushed out of his chair and walked over to her, "Not usually. But let's see." he escorted her into the kitchen. "Namie's always cooking in here so there has to be something..." they looked through these cupboards and fridge coming to the conclusion that all they could have was cereal.

"Look at us Hito-chan! Already on our 5th date. Were turning into a regular couple."

Hitomi couched on her cereal, "Eh!? What dates!?"

"Well the first being when we met at Russia sushi, second was breakfast at Shinra's, and the third and forth were lunch and dinner here. Now we're on date number five!" he beamed holding up his hand to show five.

Hitomi looked that the man blankly, "Really!? Those weren't dates!! Not even close!!"

"Hm?"

"Are you serious!? You really thought those were dates!?? How!!???"

"All humans have dates that usually concern food. It's either that or they just skip right to reproducing."

"They weren't dates in any form!! Have you never been on a date!??"

Izaya laughed, "You're reaction is priceless!" he leaned back in his chair. "Oh Hito-chan you make it so easy!"

"You jerk! Don't freak me out like that!!" she huffed.