Izaya's words sent a shiver down your spine as he backs you up against the wall. He leans in and whispers, "See (y/n)-chan? I ALWAYS get what I want." You could feel him smirk in the dark room. You send him an icy glare. "Oh? Is my little pet trying to pick a fight?" He chuckles. He flips on the light switch and you squint at the brightness. Next thing you know, you are scooped up bridal style in Izaya's arms.
Izaya's POV (For his sake)
'(Y/n)-chan is so light!' I think to myself as she thrashes around in my arms. I walk into my room and place her on my bed. She stops moving and silently watches me close and lock the door. "Time for punishment." I smirk and let out a yawn. She looks confused but then I lay down and hold her against me with a death grip. She squirms but I only tighten my grip around her waist. She stops, looking exhausted from running from me all day. In the end, she ends up snuggling closer and dozing off. I smile and play with her hair. She scrunches up her nose, let's out a sigh, and smiles in her sleep. 'Kawaii!!!' I've never seen her smile. It looks better on her than her always serious expression of melancholiness. Her peaceful expression puts a smile on my face, a genuine one. 'What is this feeling? This need for her to be in my arms?' I sigh and lay down, my nose almost touching hers. I gaze at her, realizing that I never want to let her go. She makes me feel complete, or less like a vessel of madness. With her by my side, I no longer have a desire to create mischief, just a desire for her to be happy with me.
"(Y/n), what have you done?"
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