The Cute Boy Followed Me Home (Durarara!! OC Fanfiction)

Chapter VI

"We should stick together!" ~Sam Winchester, Supernatural

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"You..." I began, wiping my tears. "You mean it?"

"Yes," Izaya brushed some hair out of my face. He smiled sweetly, making my cheeks heat up. "I mean it, Kumi-chan. Shizuo is never gonna lay hand on you, so long as I'm around~"

"Izaya-kun!" I blush hard. Then it hit me.

"Well, I'm going to make something for you, I'll be back," he lightly kisses my forehead and leaves the room.

He didn't say Shizu-chan...!

I sat on his bed silently. Just thinking. Tears welled up in my eyes again. At that moment, my body became unresponsive. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and checked all my social media, including the Dollars site. I see a highlight:

Yuuhei Hanejima's shows getting more and more popular!!!!

I raised an eyebrow. "Who the fuck...?"

"Hm?" Izaya carries in a bowl of soup for me. I looked to him and my cheeks were dusted with pink.

"Oh, thank you, Izaya-kun," I pat the bed and he put the soup down on one side of me and sat down on the other.

"Who the fuck what?" His eyes were like a puppy's. I smiled and showed him the headline. "Oh, he's a famous actor. I think you'd like him~"

"Please, I've never seen him! And you're, of course, better looking, and smarter, and--"

WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST SAY?!

Izaya just stared at me. I started to sweatdrop. Shit, I screwed up.

"Thanks, Kumi-chan..." Izaya managed to say. I blushed and looked at the ground.

"Man, what did I say...?" I thought aloud. I felt Izaya smirk.

"Something I liked." Izaya lifted my chin with a harsh finger. "I want more."

"H-How...?" I sweat even more, afraid of what he was going to do. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Seal it."

"What?" I manage to take my face our of his grasp and I started to have the soup he brought in for me. This is damn good!

"You don't get it?"

"Nah," I muffle.

"Hm," Izaya sighed and scooted closer to me. Our bodies were touching. I accidentally looked down and saw that... Was he really...?

How on earth was Izaya sexually aroused?

"Seal it with a kiss."

A hungry and passionate kiss followed after his intimidating words. He released quickly, leaving me stunned. He picked up the soup, spoon, and tray and brought it into the kitchen.

T-That was my first kiss, you bastard!

"So," Izaya sounded like the little romance we had just now never existed. "What do you wanna do?"

"Well," I started, a blush covering my face. "We could... Um, we could watch something!"

"Sure, how about Ouran Highschool Host Club?" Izaya smiles brightly. My mouth lay agap.

"How did you know... That's my favorite anime...!?"

"Oh! I didn't tell you!" He laughed.

I liked his laugh.

"I don't mean to alarm you, but I'm what you'd call a stalker."