Your POV
Your eyes roll open and a tsunami of pain washes in. 'What the hell happened?' Then it hit you. Your pain was all his fault. The o mighty 'Izaya Orihara' had tried to kill you... but spared you.
A raven haired someone poked his head through the doorway. His eyes locked on yours and refused to move. Eventually he came over and say at the end of the bed you are in. "Sorry..." he barely whispers looking down at his feet but his normal cheerful self came back in no time at all. "What's your name?" he asked smirking. "It's nunya. Nunya bizniz." You say sarcastically. Annoyance flashes across his face. "It's (y/n)" you quickly state not wanting another incident like before. He smirks, "Well, (y/n)-chan, looks like you will have to stay with me for awhile." Your jaw drops. You and him? No way. "Doctors orders," he sings waving a note in front of me. You don't grab it and wipe any trace of emotion off your face and sluggishly get out of the guest bed.
Izaya just follows you around his house as you attempt to leave. "You can't even jump out the window," you pout and sigh. He chuckles at your comment. Your head pounds and hammers the back of your skull. Your knees start to buckle out from under you. Izaya appears in front of you smirking and you frown in spite of your weak state. "Aww, (y/n)-chan... you look so kawaii when you're mad." You begin to wobbly stand up but collapse into his arms. He smiles down and begins to lean in closer, his breath right in the crook of your neck. "(y/n)-chan... " You shutter in disgust. "You're too cruel!" he says standing back up and helping you back into bed.
