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

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Hitomi's eyes fluttered open. As her eyes scaned the room she noticed something was different, the room wasn't hers. Everything was out of place, her bed should be on the other side of the room and her closet and well everything. Even the room smelled different but she knew this scent from somewhere...

She yawned as she tried to get up but was tugged back in place by a pair of arms around her, now realized, bare waist. She turned to see Izaya there beside her his eyes staring at her. "Morning." he smirked, kissing her forehead.

"Morning," Hitomi smiled recalling everything from that night. She had never experienced anything like that. With her ex-fiance it was one sided she had no feelings for him but this was different. This time the feelings were reciprocated.

The auburn eyed man locked eyes with the woman beside him. He had to admit that he was unsure if last night was a dream or not but her being next to him proved it. Izaya smiled at her, "Happy Hito-chan?"

"A little." she beamed.

"A little, huh? Hmm," he looked up at the ceiling, "Well I'll just have to change that to ecstatic." he said as he kissed her neck. Just then the doorbell rang, "Ugh, of course." he sighed into her neck. Izaya started getting up, the doorbell repeating it's tune. Hitomi watched with amusement as he got dressed, he was not bad to look at either way. "Don't go anywhere I'll be back." Izaya went downstairs and opened the door. "Namie?"

Namie walked in, "Oh good you're up. I wanted to give some warning before I walked in on something that I didn't want to see."

"Well I guess I can appreciate that." he chuckled.

"I don't want to hear about it. There's a job that you need to work on." she said pulling out some papers from her purse. "They said it was important and they need the info back ASAP."

Izaya groaned taking the papers, "Dammit. They sure do want a lot. Who is this from?"

"Some guy in with the Yakuza, the name's on the paper." she explained setting her purse on her desk. Izaya looked it over and found the name. Namie jumped when she saw him tear the papers up till they were nothing but scrap. His anger radiated throughout the room, his panting and heavy breathing being the only thing heard. Seeing how angry he was Namie decided not to ask what made him lash out.

The informant looked down at the peices of paper with disgust. They were signed by the very person who could take Hitomi from him, her fiance. Or more specifically, Asao Hayashi. Izaya instructed Namie to not take any jobs from him then on should he ask again. He wanted no connection to him, that man believed that he loved Hitomi when he barley knew the meaning of the word.

Hitomi came downstairs in a tank top and jeans, bored of waiting for Izaya to come back, "Hey." She noticed Izaya sitting in his chair thinking deeply. "Izaya? Are you okay?"

He snapped out of his thoughts and returned to his smirking self, "Oh yeah, sorry, I didn't mean to make you wait so long." he said pulling her onto his lap.

"It's alright. So um.. You want to go to Russia sushi today?"

"No. We'll stay here."

"Huh? Why? I need to go out anyway once I finish that application."

"You won't be getting a job either."

"What are you talking about?" Hitomi questioned pushing away but Izaya pulled her back.

"You don't need a job. I'll be taking care of you. Well I have been taking care of you so it'll be like normal." he smiled.

"And all you just decided this without my opinion?"