Let Me Love You (Shizaya fanfic)

Chapter 10: Responsibility

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Shizuo's pov:

After that little beating I've received from Hana, I was pissed off and humiliated. And in front of Izaya too. His probably laughing his ass off in his head. Damn. I took him home with me to my apartment, and throughout the walk, he distanced himself from me, keeping a few feet behind. His gaze was focused on the ground, and when he bumped into people, I could see him flinch and the sudden fear in his eyes. He looked like he was going to suffocate in the sea of people.

He was currently in a spare room, doing god knows what. It was silent. I could feel the tension in the air even if Izaya wasn't here. Shinra said Celty and Hana will be by my apartment in a few hours of getting some of Izaya's stuff. Hana told me what time he should be eating and to force Izaya to eat if he didn't because of his anorex–. . . . .anores–. . . . .anoresc– Screw it! What ever eating problem the flea had!

"When he wakes up in the morning, start cooking breakfast for him. At 12 or 3 in the afternoon –depending on the time he wakes up–, he needs to eat lunch. And by 7:30, get him to eat dinner. I don't want my brother looking like a toothpick.", I remember Hana saying.

"Yeah, sure.", I replied.

"If he uses a gadget, ask him what he's doing there. I don't want him to relapse from his job, alright?"

"Yeah, I get it."

"You better. Remember the deal, Shizuo. Also, Izaya's a sucker for hugs," Hana says before walking away.

I check the clock, seeing it almost 7:30. I start to cooking, making instant noodles for Izaya and I. Once I was done, I place it on the table, then going up to Izaya's room. I knock on the door, not having a reply. I knock a little more loudly, then heard a thud coming within the room. Worried, I open the door and see Izaya on the floor, holding his head like he got hit there. When he sees me, he instantly became afraid, trembling and sweating, looking like he was about to cry.

I walked up to him, crouching and setting a hand gently on his arm, saying, "Izaya? Are you alright? What happened–"

"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!", he screamed, tears running down his face as he slapped my hand away from him.

"Izaya, what the hell is wrong with you?! What happened?!", I exclaimed, grasping his shoulders.

He squirms in my hold, trying to push me away from him as he screamed, still crying. Then I remembered what Hana said. I pulled Izaya into a hug, burying his head in my chest. He stiffened and tensed, then slowly gripped the back of my clothes, crying silently. I just caressed his head with my hand, tangling my fingers into his raven hair.

I was shocked to see Izaya like this. It was unlike him. He looked so broken, lost, and scared of everything. He wanted to get away from me, flinching when I touched him. I felt a feeling of pain in my chest seeing Izaya like this. I want to help him.

"Izaya, what's wrong?", I ask.

"S-s-stupid Shizu-chan. . . . .!", he cried, gripping the back of my clothes.

"Izaya, seriously, what's wrong?", I ask, getting impatient.

"Y-you're just taking c-care if m-m-me b-because H-Hana-nee w-will h-hurt *hic* Ka-Kasuka i-if you d-do. . . . .I-I know Hana-nee t-told you th-that I loved y-you. . .," he muttered quietly, still crying.

My eyes widened. Yes, I was taking care of Izaya because I didn't want Kasuka to be in danger, but I also liked Izaya. He was one of the people that accepted me for who I am, even if he was a bastard back then. But I guess that was my fault. I was the one that tried to hit him.

"Sh-Shizu-chan. . . . .the v-voices. . . . .I-I can't h-hear them. . . .," Izaya whimpers.

"Don't worry, Izaya. I'll be here. I don't think I hate you anymore, but I can't say I love you. I like you. Now why don't we go downstairs and eat dinner? Your sister will punch me again if you don't eat on time," I say, feeling the raven nod against my chest, letting out a quiet giggle.

I feel my cheeks warm up hearing Izaya giggle. I smile to myself, happy that I achieved my goal of making Izaya giggle and smile. I then picked Izaya up as he let out a small yelp and went down into the kitchen/dining room.