disclaimer: durarara!! does not belong to me. i am just your average fangurl who makes fanfictions
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Your POV:
Ahhhh, this is bad.
This is really bad.
"(Y/n)-Chan, are you okay?"
A knock on the door and Izaya-Kun's concerned voice brought me back into reality and I shook my head a few times, before stuffing the phone in my pocket.
At any rate, I can't let anyone find out about this.
Anyone.
I got ready a fake smile and opened the door, pretending that everything was fine.
"Ah, Izaya-Kun, everything's fine~~~"
He arched a brow at my tone but luckily it seemed good enough to fool him.
"Heh~~~? Well, as Long as (y/n)-Chan's fine~~~"
"B-by the way, where's Namie-onee-San?"
"She's over there, why?"
"N-nothing!!"
At any rate, the first thing I had to do was talk to Namie-onee-San. I didn't know what to say to her, why I had this photo and how I even got it, but I still had to talk to her.
"Namie-onee-San?"
She looked up from her book to me, with a fairly nonchalant look.
Whew, at least she doesn't seem so freaked out.
"Hmm? What's the matter?"
"C-can we talk?"
"Huh? Well...sure."
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"Alright Namie-onee-San, I know that you're probably shocked or surprised at what you just saw in my phone, and I know what I'm about to say is a lot, but....could you please not tell anyone about what you saw?"
I had dragged her into my room before Izaya-Kun could even say a word, and locked the door.
I looked to the floor, not daring to look at her. She was probably shocked and disgusted but just didn't show it.
"You mean the picture on you phone? Sure, I won't tell anyone."
"Yes, I understand it won't be easy, but—eh?"
Wait what did she just say?
"Sorry, Namie-onee-San, I think my ears are blocked, could you repeat that?"
"I won't tell anyone about that picture. It's not like I particularly care about that sadistic egoistic psychotic man, and you don't want me to tell anyone so I won't."
Hearing her words, relief filled my body and all the pent-up tension was released as I let out a sigh of relief.
Namie-onee-San agreed to keep it a secret!! Izaya-Kun and Shizu-Chan won't hate me!! I won't go to jail!!
Not knowing what to do with my happiness, I attacked Namie-onee-San into a hug, catching her off guard.
"Thank you so much Namie-onee-San!! You're the best!!"
"Thanks, but I'd prefer a hug from Seiji....."
"Eh? Seiji?"
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Izaya's POV:
Hehhhhhh.......a picture of me?
(Y/n)-Chan, you just keep getting more and more interesting.....you're the best.

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