Monstrous Love [Shizaya (Sequel to Psychopathic Love)]

Chapter 13: Bedtime

Okay, so I know you guys are going to hate me because I lied about the last chapter being the end and the epilogue, but I really want to continue writing this story. I don't think it'll be much longer than it is, but I decided I wanted to write a bit about their life with children. Many of you were happy it was over, or decided to move on entirely, but I couldn't move on so there will be some more chapters because I don't want to write another story altogether. It'd be too short. Anyway, for those who started to read this after Epilogue was changed to Chapter 12, this is a good thing.

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"Izaya," I purr.

"What?" He asks sleepily. It's nighttime. We just came to bed, but I don't feel like sleeping yet.

"I love you," I tell him.

"Cool." He turns away from me.

I frown and lean over him. "Don't go away from me."

"Why not?" He turns his head to face upward towards me.

"Because." I kiss him.

Surprised, he scoots out from under my arms and sits up. "What are you doing?"

"This," I kiss him again, but this time I keep my lips pressed against his. He sits still for a while, upset that I disturbed him when he wanted to sleep. I lick his lips and he opens his mouth for me. Once my tongue is in his mouth, he can't resist any longer. He melts into the kiss.

I push him down against the bed. His shirt is already off, so I decide to take off his pants. I feel him smile against my lips. In the back of my head, I hear a noise, but I pay it no mind.

Izaya must here it too, because he pulls away from the kiss.

"Shizu-chan..." I ignore him and start kissing his neck.

He moans, but tries to push me away. "Shizu....chan..."

I hear the doorknob turn and pause. Shit. That's why he wanted me to stop. I sit up and grab Izaya's pants. He doesn't have time to put them on, so I throw the blanket over him.

"Papa? Daddy?" Zenko comes into the room with tears in his eyes. "I had-" he cuts off and looks at us strangely. Izaya's laying completely wrapped up and I'm sitting cross legged. "What are you doing?"

"Papa stole the blankets from me, so I was trying to get them back," I tell him.

"Were those the noises I heard outside the door?" He asks, innocently.

Izaya ducks under the covers. Great help you are, I think. Then I smile at Zenko. "Yep." I quickly change the subject.

"I had a nightmare. Can I sleep in your bed tonight?" He looks at me with big eyes.

I think. I mean, Izaya still has his boxers on, so that's okay. I really wanted to continue what we started, but I guess this is part of being a parent.

I nod and motion for him to come up here. He scurries over and jumps onto the bed. I hear Izaya make an 'umph' sound as our son lands on him. Then Zenko climbs over him to lay inbetween us.

He sees Izaya's pants and pokes my 'spouse.' "Papa, I know why you were so cold that you had to steal the blankets from Daddy. You accidentally kicked off your pants in your sleep." I thank God that Zenko is so innocent.

I hear a muffled laugh come from under the blanket and I hit him.

"Ow," he pops his head out from under the blanket. "What was that for?" He pouts.

"Put on your pants. You kicked them off in your sleep." He smirks at me and leans over to peck my lips.

"Ew!" Zenko jokes.

Izaya sighs and holds out his hand, "I can't put them on if I don't have them."

I reach to grab his pants, but Zenko grabs them before me and hands them to Izaya.

"Thank you, Zenko, you're so much nicer than Daddy."

"Yay!" He chirps with a smile sprawled across his face.

"Izaya," I growl.

"Daddy?" Zenko asks.

"Yes?"

"Why don't you say Papa's name sweetly like I sometimes hear when you talk to each other in the night. It doesn't even make sense, because you two sometimes end up fighting when I hear you say his name like that?"

"What?" We both say. I see Izaya's face turn slightly pink.

"Yeah. Sometimes I can't fall asleep or I wake up and I hear you call Papa's name. I can't hear it very well because your door is closed, but it sounds nice. But then sometimes you end up fight because I hear the bed squeak or banging." Once again, I thank God that he's so innocent.

"Well, Zenko," I start.

"See? You say my name sweetly, but you don't say Papa's name sweetly when I'm around." No, Zenko. It's not the same. It's definitely not the same.

"You see here, we don't really fight. It's usually like tonight where Izaya steals my stuff. It's not really a sweet voice either. It's more of a voice that shows that I'm trying to suppress my rage."

"Oh, I see," he smiles.

"Let's go to sleep, okay?" Izaya asks. Zenko nods and hugs Izaya. I lay down next to them and wrap my arms around both of them.

A few minutes pass. "Zenko?" Izaya asks. He doesn't respond, so he turns his head to me. "How the hell can you deal with kids so well?" He whispers.

"I like children, plus I've had practice because of you," I respond.

"Really? Like when?" He asks skeptically.

"Well there's you and then when you tried to get Akane Awakusu to kill me that one time." Everything ended fine, so it was okay, but I still hated Izaya back then.

"Oh, yeah. I completely forgot about that. Silly me."

I flick him very gently on the forehead. "You're stupid."

"Ow," he complains. "I need to start figuring out how to hear air currents. You take advantage of my blindness too much."

I chuckle quietly so I don't wake Zenko. "Just go to sleep already."

He grumbles, but repositions himself by Zenko and holds my hand. I hold it back. I'm really happy with our little family.

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Sorry, but I just really wanted to write about them as a family. There probably won't be too many chapters unless you guys want them. If there's something you want to happen with the family that won't completely change things or doesn't involve smut, I'm open to some requests.

Bye, bye!

10-22-16