Shizuo dashed to Izaya, who was talking Shinra through everything, both seated on the leathery couch-when Shizuo threw his arms around the younger male, squeezing him tightly. At this moment, Shizuo didn't even care what Izaya thought of him.
Izaya was startled, but he managed to turn around in Shizuo's squishy arms.
That was when he realized how much Shizuo cared-how much he actually showed his love. Izaya's heart filled with sudden passion and love himself, and he turned around, pushed Shizuo's face back-
-only to mash his lips on the blonde's, lovingly.
Izaya smiled into the kiss as Shizuo moved his lips rhythmically against the raven's.
He swiped his tongue lustfully on Izaya's lower lip, and, without wasting a second, Izaya let him swoop in like a hawk.
Shizuo pressed Izaya's chest against his own and his hands traveled through the flea's shirt and up his back, all while letting out a moan. Izaya shuddered as he wrapped his arms around the blonde's neck, his fingers and knuckles going white by clutching on to either locks of golden hair, or chunks of white shirt. You decide, because it'll eventually be both, anyway.
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Both males were worn-out by the time they let go, and their cheeks were heavily flushed a dark shade of red.
They were panting violently, still wrapped up in that position, a line of saliva the only thing connecting their lips.
Shinra and Shiki just watched.
The flustered Izaya turned around and glared.
"What?" Shiki defended himself. "It's not like we've got anything better to do!"
"Yeah!" Shinra jumped in, giggling.
Then, they heard typing. Shizuo and Izaya turned to see Celty standing there, holding her midnight-black phone to up to them. "Yeah!" It read, agreeing to Shiki's statement.
Silence cut through the group, and, for the millionth time, the unmistakable voice of Erika Karisawa broke it.
"HOLY-" She screamed from the window. "I JUST, I CAN'T-"
"Were you..." Shizuo interrupted, still out of breath. "Eavesdropping?"
"...No," She responded quickly, watching Shizuo form a scary look on his face. Erika got up and dashed off and away.
"Hey!" Celty typed to Shizuo. "You shouldn't have done that!"
Shizuo laughed in response and they began to yak.
Shiki pulled Izaya over and muttered something about the Yakuza. Izaya smiled and raised his eyebrows in amusement.
Shinra, left all alone with nothing but his thoughts, smiled to himself as he went to go prepare a room for the now-loving couple.
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"Hey, Shizuo?"
"Yeah?"
"...Nothing. Nevermind."
"No, tell me. I wanna know what's on your mind."
"......You still... You still love me after all that?" Izaya's voice softened as he turned to face Shizuo.
They were changed into PJ's and left alone on one queen bed. Izaya snuggled, hugging Shizuo's arm as he talked. He still couldn't believe all of this... This drama... All of if happened to the one and only Izaya Orihara.
"Yeah, a' course, baby," Shizuo said, smiling into the dark as he snatched Izaya's hand and squeezed it. His voice was cracky from all the joyful crying and he continued to sniffle, but he tried to sound tough. Which really wasn't working.
The word baby made Izaya blush from the outside, but he was overwhelmed with emotion on the inside.
The raven could barely remember the last time Shizuo had used that adorable little name on him, even if it was slightly embarrassing. To hear Shizuo say it again made Izaya happy. Very, very happy.
He smiled and squeezed Shizuo's hand in return.
"Why do you call me that?"
"Call you what?"
Oh.
Izaya would've never guessed Shizuo was so un-apparent about it!
"You know, b...baby!" Izaya choked the words out, his face going beet red as he squeezed Shizuo's hand again.
"... Wait, I call you 'baby'?!"
Izaya let go of Shizuo's hand and face-palmed. I have an idiot for a boyfriend, he thought, smiling lovingly as he turned around to face Shizuo again.
"Hey, Shizuo?" Izaya piped again, changing the subject suddenly. Now, Izaya wasn't super curious to the answer of this question, he just wanted to see what Shizuo would say.
"Why... Why did all of this happen to... Us?" Izaya asked, his body tensing up, his voice still and quiet.
Shizuo was silent for a moment, too. He thought long and hard, which made Izaya sweat, thinking maybe he had pressured the blonde too much. He'd already pressured him enough in this whole fiasco.
"Because," Shizuo finally said, breaking Izaya from his frightened thoughts. "It's all because of Operation M.I.F.P."
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AN: Hope whoever read this story enjoys it, because this is the ending! I'm pretty happy I've finally finished it. I'm also exhausted. I just hope you guys are glad I made it a happy ending, or else I would've stuck to at least someone dying...
With love,
XXFANimeXX
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