Izaya x reader

Chapter 6

You watched as the noiret happily flipped through the pages of a magazine whilst making himself comfortable on your sofa. You quickly walked pass him, annoyed at his carefree attitude whilst you carried a box to an empty area in your living room. Frustrated, you let out a sigh.

"Izaya, just when do you plan on leaving my home and going back to yours?" you inquired, your words laced with an irritated undertone.

"Hm?" He glanced up from the magazine.

"Haven't you been here for far too long?" you opined, gently opening the box. Izaya faked a frown.

"I'm hurt, (Nickname)!" You gave him a look with the clear message of; 'Don't lie to me.' "No, seriously! Can't you see I'm still injured? You promised you'd take care of me until I'm all healed!" he stated, holding up his hand in order to show you his injury.

"Yes, your so-called injury is so major that it can be covered with a small Band-Aid," you mocked; though, your voice was as monotonous as a robot. You angrily emptied the box of its content and laid out equipment to build a computer.

"Oh, so you do remember your promise!"

"Don't kid with me! That stupid paper cut was because of you trying to make it snow in my apartment!" you exploded, grabbing the box and hurled the object at him.

"My, you're a feisty one, (Nickname)!"

"If you've got so much time to play around, handle your own things. You made me buy this, so do it yourself," you demanded as you stood up and dusted your clothes off. You could feel his gaze on you, watching as you headed to your kitchen to get something to drink.

"Aw, (Nickname)!" he whined, "You can't possibly make a guest do stuff around your house!"

"Don't give me that crap, you stupid freeloader!" you hissed.