I Care About You, Idiot

This Is Me Saying I Love You Silently

DISCLAIMER!!!  I DO NOT OWN DURARARA OR THE CHARACTERS!! THIS IS PURELY A FANFIC CREATED BY A FAN OF THE SHOW!! I ALSO DO NOT OWN THE PHOTO(S) USED FOR THE COVER OR CHAPTER!! I ONLY OWN THE PLOT OF THIS FANFIC WRITTEN BY ME!! 

ENJOY!! THANK YOU!!

Shizuo's POV:

- A few hours earlier -

"You're an idiot, Shizu-chan! Use your last functioning brain cell for once! Or are you afraid of burning it out this earlier in your life?" Izaya snapped, bitterly. Clearly, a nerve was touched. Regardless of how angry or hurt Izaya was, nothing stopped the upcoming rage that rose up deep from inside my chest. Damn flea... I have more than one brain cell! I have multiple cells! MULTIPLE! "Shut up, fucker! I am not an idiot! If you have a problem with my brain, then get out! You're complaining non-stop and it's annoying! I won't stop you!" I snapped in return, growling and snarling, like the monster Izaya says I am. "Ladies first! It's time for the dog to take a time-out outside!" Izaya snapped before pushing me out of my OWN apartment. The hell?! "This is my home!!" I yelled through the door, wanting to break it down... but it's my door. I don't want to explain this to the landlord.. or pay for it. "Not anymore!" Izaya yelled back. That damn flea... Fine! I will just walk around until the flea decides to let me in!! 

- Present time-

Ikebukuro is as lively and busy as ever, huh? Especially since it is the weekend. A lot of people are out having fun with their friends and family. Partners, included. There are all sorts of shops open. Izaya might even enjoy this kind of day. Izaya... that bastard. All I wanted was for him to take care of himself. He is so focused on work lately that he doesn't go to bed until it is around three'o'clock in the morning. He even forgets to eat every once in a while. Today, for example, he missed lunch and missed dinner.. until I forced it in his dumb fucking face. Perhaps, I went a little too far... His jaw looked like it was bruising a little. A deep frown stretched on my face. I should talk to Izaya now... but first, a quick stop at a store before heading home.

- Time skip ~^-^~ -

The rustling of the bag in hand and the sounds of the city is all that was heard during the walk home. Izaya sent a message as I walked, letting me know that he is going to bed. It is only a little past midnight, so it looks like he managed to get work done early tonight... Oh well. I am waking his ass up when I get home, anyway. We could talk it out tomorrow, but he will be busy and I don't want to sleep without apologizing for force feeding him and hurting his jaw. I want to fix this. I need to... because I love him. That fucking slimy cockroach-flea mutant stick. I love him.

As soon as I arrived at the apartment door with the name-tag 'Heiwajima' on it, the door was unlocked with the key Izaya always puts in my pocket so I don't lock myself out, and footsteps made its way through the small apartment that Izaya cleaned up for me, even after our fights, and stepped towards the bed where my chaotic, childish, asshole-ish lover was sleeping contently. Never once have I admitted this out loud, but Izaya looks beautiful when he sleeps..... Maybe it's because he's quiet- ah, anyway. He really is beautiful. His sleeping expression is one of my favorites. Carefully, I crawl into bed after setting the bag on the small, cheap nightstand beside the bed. Strong arms wrap around my tired lover, holding him close to me ever so protectively. He smells good... Jasmine and mint. I used to hate that smell, but it is my favorite scent now. 

"Izaya, wake up. We have something we need to do..." I said, gently, into his ear. Izaya nuzzled closer to me, but he always claims to not remember doing things like this. "I don't feel like having sex, Shizu-chan.." Izaya muttered into my chest. Wait, sex-.. Why is he bringing that up?! "I wasn't talking about that. Is that all you think about?" I asked, though there was no bittereness to my voice. A small smile turned up on my lips when a tired, yet lively giggle came from Izaya. He is the cutest when he is tired. "I mean it, Izaya. We need to do something, so get up while I am being nice..." I teased lightly. Pushing my luck won't help the situation, so light teasing is the best route. Carefully, I moved to sit up while holding onto Izaya to make him sit up, too. Izaya didn't appreciate it, grunting drowsily.