Care-taker

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Shizuo's pov:

It wasn't long until we reached the flee's apartment. I busted the door open and looked around. "Alright flee, where can I find your bedroom?" I asked looking around the large apartment. I suddenly heard light snoring and looked down realizing that he had already fallen asleep. Oh goddamnitt! What the fuck am I suppose to do now!? I sighed and walked around the whole apartment finally coming across a black and grey door. I busted it open and gently laid him down on the bed so he wouldn't wake up.

Shinra said I have to stay with him 24/7  so he doesn't do anything to harm himself. I sighed and made my way towards the sofa In his room lying down and closing my eyes.

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping. "Shut up you damn birds or I'll come out there and choke you!" I grumbled. "Jeez shizu-chan, really?" I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I sat I up I looked around, my eyes widened as I saw the flee sitting inches away from the window that was wide open and dangerously high. I mean, were on the 8th floor for god's sake!

"Step away from the window!!" I ran towards him and pulled him away from the window, but...I should have kept my balance. Izaya fell straight on the bed without a scratch along with me landing on top of him. My eyes widened along with his as we realized how close we were. His cheeks suddenly gave a deep shade red and he looked away. Did the louse just... blush?

"What are you blushing for!?" I asked feeling myself start to heat up. "What are you getting so close for? I'm not totally suicidal yet, I was just looking at the birds you freak!" He snapped back. I quickly picked myself up and started heading downstairs to avoid the awkward atmosphere.

"Get down and eat something, I'm not gonna call you twice." I grumbled. I heard him sigh and follow up behind me.  As he sat down at the table, I set the plate of food in front of him with a glass of orange juice. He looked at the food in disbelief. "Shizu-chan cooks?" He spoke poking the food. "And shizu-chan made food...for me?" He asked a bit surprised "Shut up and eat! I have other things to do as well!" I snapped at him. He made a pout and started to eat. Damn he pisses me off.

After he finished up I motioned him to go and take a bath. He mumbled some unexplainable words against me that I didn't understand and went to the bathroom. After about an hour, he came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. While he was picking out his clothes I took a good look at his figure. He's really skinny. Does he even eat properly? I'm sure he doesn't. My eyes landed down to the cuts on his wrists. I never expected the flee to be so hurt from inside.

"Did you wash your hair properly? I can still see some shampoo in there." I questioned him.he looked at me with a confused expression the started to laugh. "What the fuck's so damn funny you stupid louse!?" I asked getting annoyed. He shook his head and replied "god shizu-chan you're just like a mother!" He laughed louder. "Oh yeah!? Well I don't remember having a lousy son like you!! I shouted. He fell to the ground while clutching his stomach still laughing his ass off.

I was about go and punch him straight in the face until the loud laughing suddenly turned into loud sobbing. I slowly made my way towards him and kneeled down beside him. "Izaya...?" I kept my voice down. "Why are you doing this!? Why are you acting the way I wanted my mother to act!? Why are you torturing me by making me feel so loved when you don't actually care!?" He shouted through hics and sobs.

I've...never seen him this way before...he's so....messed up...! Actually, I can't bare to see him this way. My brain wants me to maintain silence while my heart wants me to embrace him and make it all better. So in the end...I listened to my heart. I took his small and thin frame into my arms and squeezed him tight. To my surprise, instead of pushing me away, he wrapped his arms around my neck and cried into my shoulder. I gently rubbed his back and ran my fingers through his hair gently. I want to make it all better.

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