the mysterious fangurl(izaya x reader x shizuo)

Don't remember your phone password right after waking up

disclaimer: durarara!! does not belong to me. i am just your average fangurl who makes fanfictions
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Normal POV:

*flashback*

"Kyaaa, Shizaya really is the best~"

(Please don't get mad at me Izuo fans><)

You squealed out while unlocking the phone in your hands, typing out the password as fast as the speed of light. However, instead of your saved fanfiction appearing, a text from your mother emerged.

"Hey honey, I'm gonna be back late, so just make sure to heat up the food in the fridge alright?"

Your eyes lit up as you read the message, a bright smile in your face.

"Great, Mom isn't coming home so I can go on a Durara marathon again!!"

*flashback end*
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Your POV:

My eyelids felt droopy, like they didn't want to allow back into reality just yet. I somehow forced them open nonetheless and sat up, though I soon realized it was a mistake when the same aching sensation from before filled my head. Putting a hand to try to ease the pain, I looked around.

My vision was blurry, but still good enough for identifying things. I was in a futon, an unfamiliar one, and it didn't seem like one I knew.

Where was I-

Another pang of pain shot through my head, this time at a entirely different scale than all the other headaches. I winced and lied back down in defeat, the soft pillow comforting my hurting brain.

Ouch. It really really hurt.

Why did it hurt so much? Did it have something to do with that weird dream I just had.....

Ah, come to think of it....

What was that? It felt too real to be a dream, like it was part of my........

My eyes widened as I realized just what that "dream" meant.

...memory.

That's right. I was watching something and then my mom texted me that she would be back later, and I was really excited to do something.....

Shizaya?

Durara marathon?

What's that...? Was I an athlete or something? Gosh I must have been fit.....

Wait.

2....

5....

3....

7.....

8.....

1......

253781.

That's....

That's the password on my phone.

253781.