the mysterious fangurl(izaya x reader x shizuo)

don't interrupt shizuo when he's pissed

disclaimer: durarara!! does not belong to me. i am just your average fangurl who makes fanfictions
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Normal POV:

Dead silence covered the two of you.

You sweatdropped as you stared down at your hands, fidgeting in your seat uncomfortably. The person before you contrasted your actions, unconcernedly finishing his coffee.

He's not going to ask about what just happened...?

You bit your lip timidly, summoning up the courage to once again break the silence.

"I-Izaya-kun, I-"

"(y/n)-chan."

You were startled at his smooth, silky voice, a tone different from his usual one.

"Y-yes?"

He reached a hand out to touch your cheek, its color changing into a rosy apple as you felt the tips of his fingers. Your eyes were frozen, never leaving the male in front of you. He leaned forward gingerly, his face inching nearer and nearer to yours by the minute. You wanted to pull back, but for some reason you legs felt like jelly and you were stuck to the chair. You couldn't handle it anymore, closing your eyes as you were no longer able to look at him.

"I expect great things from you, (y/n)-chan~"

The same smooth voice breathed right next to your ear, shocking you to open your eyes, only then realizing how close he now was. The culprit pulled away from your ear, flashing you an innocent smile before getting back up.

"Wait, Izaya-kun, whar do you-"

"Come on, let's go back home now (y/n)-chan!"

He grabbed our hand, slinging the shopping bags effortlessly on his shoulder, tugging you along before you could protest.

"What, no wait, seriously-"

"Time waits for no one, (y/n)-chan~"

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The two of you were back on the streets of ikebukuro, Izaya dragging you along by your hand.

"I---ZA----YA---KUNNNN~~"

A not so well-executed sweet voice masking not so subtle suppressed anger stopped your movements. You turned around warily....seeing an angrily smiling blonde male dressed in a bartender getup, his well-defined features donning sunglasses, veins popping out of the side of face.

"My my, Shizu-chan, what are you doing here~? "

Izaya smirked confidently, knowingly exclaiming in a humming tone to provoke him even more.

"THAT'S MY LINE!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN IKEBUKURO!! DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE?!"

Shizuo swung a fist at Izaya, who skillfully dodged out of the way, jumping to a safe distance. The impact near you was so strong it sent a gust of wind in the direction of the punch.

"Bye, (y/n)-chan! I'll head back first~!"

Izaya called out to you, before skipping away, purchased shopping bags still in tow.

"That bastard...next time I'm definitely gonna kill him..!"

Mumbling to himself, Shizuo took out a cigarette, preparing to smoke.

'H-hey! Shizu-chan..."

You wondered whether you should disturb him or not, still contemplating your choices as you called out to him. He looked up from his actions quickly from his reflexes, his face showing surprise. When he spotted you, his expression softened.

'Oh, it's you (y/n). Yo"