the mysterious fangurl(izaya x reader x shizuo)

don't ask for a change of clothes

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

E-eh? No, please tell me I didn't forget that I only had the clothes on me and still threw them in the laundry basket to take a bath...

Please, someone tell me this is not happening.

I stayed in the same position for a long time, clutching the towel tightly.

After a brief period of consideration I ruled out the not so good idea of pretending this wasn't real.

S-should i tell shizu-chan? b-but this is really embarrassing...damn Izaya-kun, why did you have to run off with all the clothes?!

I sighed and wrapped the towel around myself, making sure to cover everything. Taking a deep breath, I softly clicked the door open.

"Shizu-cha...do you have a shirt or something? Haha, funny story, I kinda forgot that I didn't have-"

The sight in front of me stopped me from talking.

Why is he here?!                                                                                                                                             ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- normal POV:

You stared at the sight of Shizuo at the door, the door partially ajar to reveal a familiar brunette with his signature fluffy jacket. The two of them had halted their conversation and were returning your gaze with bewildered stares.

You then remembered what you were wearing, your face heating up as a result, quickly making a hasty yet good judgement to hide behind the door, attempting to block the view.

Izaya's slightly surprised expression stayed for awhile as he continued looking at you before changing it into a pouty frown aimed at Shizuo.

"Shizu-chan, were you trying to make moves on (y/n)-chan while I was gone~? That's not fair, it wasn't evn that long~"

You and Shizuo's faces simultaneously exploded in the same color of blood red.

"What the hell are you saying you damn flea?! I brought her here cause you left her in the damn streets!!" Shizuo retorted as he lunged forward to Izaya again, aiming his anger in that one fist.

"Geez, you're exaggerating, Shizu-chan. And in the first place it was because you so rudely interrupted~"

The recipient dodged skillfully as he chuckled lightly. As his focus traveled back to you, his smirk grew wider.

Whatever he was thinking, it wasn't a good idea.

As your eyes blinked for a moment he had managed by some unknown feat to agilely get past Shizuo, to you, and pulled you away from the censorship of the door.

Into his chest.

you face only turned redder.

"Izaya-kun, what are you doing?!"

"Why, I'm taking back my precious (y/n)-chan of course~"

"Stay the hell away from (y/n) you damn fleabag!!"

With a final warcry, Shizuo rushed to Izaya's direction, forcing the man to pull away from you to dodge.

"Ehh, by any chance, is Shizu-chan jealous?~"

"You bastard I'm just preventing (y/n) from catching your flea disease!!"

You almost dazed off watching them fighting unconsciously, snapping back into reality when you realized what you were doing.

Looking down to the towel wrapped around you, you clenched your fists in embarrassment.

"Before we talk about all this........" you started,

"....can i please, get a change of clothes?!"

the two currently fighting stopped and stared at you blankly.