(Izaya's POV)
Shizu-chan had fallen asleep for a while, due to his several headaches. He had now drowsily woke up with a groan.
I knew I had to be careful how I interacted with my Shizu-chan because if I made him too mad his heart may burst. So, I had to try to not piss him off, which---for me--- was quite difficult.
"So.., Shizu-chan.... How are you feeling now?" I pet his hair gently after closing my bookmark in my book.
He looked at me and mumbled something I couldn't understand. I raised an eyebrow. "Hm? Still tired~?" I massaged his scalp gently. He purred sleepily.
I laughed jovially. "Thought so~" I couldn't help but smile at his cute state. Despite how awful that may be. He was not his usual loud self and though I loved him the way he usually was it was kinda fun to see this side of him. However, I was totally aware that this was likely due to his weakened state.
I could hardly believe I had done that to my monster. If he had died.... I know my soul would die with him. For years, I had convinced myself that I hated him more than anyone and could never love him. Maybe it was just cuz I didn't want to know how I truly felt and cuz it hurt too much. I was in denial, convincing myself that the one person who mattered the most in my world was one I wanted dead.
I sighed to myself as I reflected on this. How long has it been? Since that very first day?
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Switchblades and Vending Machines (Shizuo X Izaya)
Fanfiction(YAOI WARNING!) They always had a love hate relationship. Shizuo was always chasing Izaya with a street sign or a vending machine or anything else that was "on hand" while Izaya did anything he could do to piss Shizuo off. That was the way they did...
