Recovery is going well. You had to stay some extra days at home and rest while avoiding too much movement. You meet with a few people in the center of the city, following a busy schedule. You walk out of the building and stop to have a smoke. Blonde hair, a bartender outfit, an angry face; Shizuo. He stops and takes a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket then puts one in his mouth. He looks in the pack then taps his pockets while looking for something. Most likely a lighter. It seems to irritate him. He puts his hand on his hip while he looks around. He notices you then approaches.
"Oi," he says, slight annoyance in his voice and irritation on his face, "do you have a lighter?" he asks.
"Sure," you say then take a lighter out of your pocket and offer him a light. Shizuo leans closer then huffs a few times to lit the cigarette properly. "Had a job around here?" you ask and Shizuo looks at you then lifts a brow.
"uh huh-," he makes a humming sound, "yes," he says shortly. He doesn't seem very talkative but then again with his type of work, it's better not to be. No sense in pushing him for more information.
"You don't seem in the best mood, thought day?" you tease due to Shizuo's behavior. Shizuo exhales smoke up in the air, he glances at you.
"It was a good day until that piece of thrash decided to show up," he said in annoyance, his jawline tensed. Was he talking about the informer? You take a moment to inhale then exhale cigarette smoke while observing Shizuo.
"I'm assuming you're talking about the informer?" you say in a calm voice and Shizuo looks at you since your guess is correct.
"Yeah," says Shizuo in a low murmur of irritation. "I do my job, everything goes well- and then!" he says, "tch- then that prick shows up, a way to ruin my day." He grins in irritation.
"You sure feel strongly about him," you comment. The informer is an unusual man but so is Shizuo. Interesting. "Why so?" you ask. Shizuo furrows brows then looks in front of himself.
"Doesn't matter," he replies shortly. His look sharp, his jawline tense.
"Doesn't seem so," you say in calm voice.
"Oi," says Shizuo, his eyes move back to you, "you don't have to know, all you have to know is that you need to stay away from him, he's serious trouble."
"Yeah, so I heard," you reply. "he's persistent, I can stay away from him but it seems he can't stay away from me," you make a few laughs.
"Meaning?" he says in slight surprise, which turns into annoyance. "Is he bothering you?"
"No, but he's around a lot," you reply.
"Eh?!" Shizuo makes a loud sound of annoyance. "Oi, call me when he shows up so I can catch him," he clenches his fists. You observe him. Shizuo seems to dislike Orihara to the point of wanting to kill him and getting angry just at the thought of him.
"don't you think that's a bit extreme?" you say amused.
"No, he deserves to die," he says seriously. You hum in response then put the cigarette out.
"You sure hate the informer," you say then look at him, "it's good to know."
Shizuo finishes his cigarette soon after then throws it away and puts it out by stepping on it. "Yeah," he says then puts his hands into his pockets. He hums to himself as his jawline tenses slightly, probably thinking of Orihara.
"know any good places to eat nearby?" you ask him since there's an opportunity. Shizuo glances at you in silence. He stays silent for a moment.
"mhm huh," he confirms, he doesn't say much more and starts to walk. You hum to yourself then walk with him since it seems he's guiding you to the place. "Sushi place is a good destination."
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Snake[Izaya X Reader]
FanfictionThe story is placed a year after the start of Durarara!! SH There is a newcomer in Ikebukuro, in whom Izaya takes interest. A game of cat and mouse soon grows into rivalry or is it something else? The story focuse...