「Anime x Reader One Shots」

Human (Izaya Orihara x Reader)

"Dammit!" Izaya screamed. His phone shattered into pieces after he threw it hard against the wall. The hazardous, sharp pieces of plastic scattered across the floor, but he made no effort to clean it up. His usual calm facade was replaced with anger and sorrow.

"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" he screamed once more. His fist made contact with the wall, leaving a large dent within the plaster. He collapsed onto his knees clutching his bruised and bloodied hand as he did something that he hadn't done in so many years: he cried.

"Izaya...?" you called worriedly as you took a few hesitant steps out of your room. After all the years you've known this man, never once did you ever hear him sound so upset.

"Izaya!" you cried as you rushed over to his crumpled form. His loud sobs were muffled by his hands covering his face and his whole body was slumped over. You rushed over to him without any hesitation and nearly tackled the man into a hug. Your arms wrapped tightly around the shaking figure as you murmured soft coos to calm him.

What could've possibly happened to make him like this...? You didn't take much time to check, but he didn't seem injured in any sort of way. If only you were able to see deeper into the heart he always tried to hide from prying eyes and see for yourself just how wounded it was.

"I can't... stop the pain anymore," he managed to choke out through his heavy sobs.

"What pain? Where are you injured?" you asked frantically, worried for the broken man before you. After all the years he spent manipulating and sending a plague of misery on people he didn't like, did something finally happen to him? Did he somehow slip up?

"In here," he sobbed as he pressed his hands firmly against his chest as if to try to ease the pain his heart was causing him. "I've been able to ignore the pain for so long now, but it's gotten too strong to bear."

"What happened, Izaya?" you asked him in a soft tone. The last thing you wanted to do was to make him anymore distressed, but you couldn't contain your curiosity as to what could've possibly made him so upset.

"First, Namie packed up and quit out of nowhere and now, even Shinra has left me after all the years we've been friends... They've all left me and it's all my fault. They leave because of the things I do and yet, I can't stop... Why can't I stop?"

You were at a loss for words. It wasn't until then that you were finally able to realize just how... human Izaya Orihara actually was. He always appeared to act like some self-proclaimed God, but that was all an act he built up to make himself feel strong; to make him feel appreciated; to make him feel loved.

"There's no way you can stop being who you are, Izaya..." you trailed off. "You're the sly, manipulative, info broker feared all around Ikebukuro, but that's who you are. That's who you are and I don't want you to ever change. They left because they couldn't accept who you are, but I can."

His hands grasped your own tightly. The fresh blood that was running down his knuckled stained your skin red, but you didn't care. You only cared about the man before you.

"Please, (Y/N). Please don't leave me like them," he begged, his usual unwavering voice broken by cracks of sadness. That teasing nickname he would always use for you was never to be heard. If anything, that made you even more aware of how serious this situation was.

"I promise I won't ever leave you."

With those words spoken, he pressed his lips against yours suddenly. You gratefully welcomed the sorrowful kiss. His soft lips tasted salty due to all the tears he shed. The tears still fell from his eyes, but they weren't as strong as before. He may have already suffered great loss, but he knew he could never lose you.

When the two of you finally parted, you both panted heavily as he cupped your face with his hands and stared into your wide, (E/C) eyes. It was rare for him to show such affection, but you welcomed it nonetheless.

"I love you so much, (Y/N)."

"I love you, too, Izaya."