the mysterious fangurl(izaya x reader x shizuo)

don't explore Ikebukuro on your own

disclaimer: durarara!! does not belong to me. i am just your average fangurl who makes fanfictions
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Sighing tiredly, you plopped onto the soft bed, burying your face in its contents as embarrassment engulfed you over the previous events of the day, metally cursing an unsuspecting Izaya. Finally getting up, you stretched your stiff arms and let out a yawn, before pulling the door handle of your room open.                                                                                               -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Izaya-kun-"

you stopped midway, scanning the area and realizing the raven-haired man was no where to be found and only finding a busy Namie.

"If your looking for the trash he's out on a job, so he won't be back for awhile." replying to your surprised face automatically, she flipped another page of the book she was holding.

"Ah, thanks, Namie-onee-san." 

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Slumping back onto the bed, you groaned in boredom, not knowing how to spend the rest of your time. Izaya was out on a job, Namie seemed like she didn't want to be disturbed and there was nothing fun to do around the apartment.

Getting up, you looked around your room in an attempt to find something interesting, before realizing a small window that guided you to the view of the streets outside. Staring in awe at the scene in front of you with the crowds of people and the busy traffic, your eyes sparkled as a brilliant idea formed in your head.

You would go explore Ikebukuro.