Shizuo x Reader {MILD LEMON}

Caught red-handed

“He's a really violent criminal, he's been fighting with the colour gangs for quite some time, and he's also been responsible for a lot of the public damage caused these past few weeks..” spoke out your superior as he ruffled through the files present on his desk. The both of you stood directly outside the interrogation room, and you eyed the man present within it, rather skeptically. You found it hard to believe that a man with such a lean body could hold enough strength to destroy half of Ikebukoro's gangs, and cause so much vandalism.

“Has he showed any signs of resistance?” you asked calmly, walking towards the one way glass to inspect the culprit more closely. Your superior, Daniel, shook his head, raising an eyebrow in question, “That's what surprised us the most, he attempted to fight back at first, throwing quite a few of our officers in the hospital, but he more or less cooperated with us on the way to the station....” he stood beside you, adjusting his glasses, “Also I doubt those handcuffs have the ability to control him, yet he's waiting there rather patiently.”

You shifted your gaze away from the room towards the suspect folder placed on the table beside you. “Shizuo Heiwajima...24..” you mumbled to yourself, quietly reading through the suspect's bio data and offence counts- of which they were numerous. “Did you pick him up from his workplace?” you asked, and once again Daniel shook his head, chuckling a little, “I understand why you'd think that, one of the reasons it was easy enough to find him was because of his uniform. We were told to look out for 'a tall blonde man in a bartender uniform and sunglasses'.”

 “I'm guessing our reliable informant gave you this description?,” you closed the folder on Shizuo and glanced at your watch.

Daniel, a bit surprised, spoke out, “Yes, actually we received most of our information from the source. However they wished to remain anonymous, I wasn't aware word of our source had gotten down to the officers.” You smirked slightly, tucking your (h/c) hair behind your ears, “Did you forget I was the one who the informant provided the information to in the first place?”

 “I-I wasn't aware that was you, Officer (l/n), I just assumed it would have been the inspector in charge of the investigation.”

“I don't blame you for making that assumption, however,” you pulled out your gun from its holster, reloading it, “while the case might be under someone else's jurisdiction, Shizuo Heiwajima...” you cocked the gun, the loud clink of metal breaking the silence within the confined office, “...is mine.”

Daniel felt a shiver run down his spine at the look of determination within your (e/c) eyes, and spoke out, “I am well aware of your successful interrogation record, however kindly do not resort to violence, Officer.” “Of course, I'm merely taking precautions, this is a dangerous man after all,” you threw him one of your charming smiles and grabbed your cell phone in your other hand, heading towards the interrogation room door. You typed in a code swiftly into the keypad on the door, and a soft hiss filled your ears as the door shifted open.

You turned back slightly to Daniel, “I work best when uninterrupted, so kindly ensure that no officer is allowed within this area of the station, you included.”

Daniel flared up at the order, “I'm afraid that is against protocol Officer, we cannot..” You shot him a dark glare, clenching your fist as you kicked the door open, startling Daniel as well as a certain blonde within.

“You may be my superior, but don't let your ego cloud the fact that I have connections with the Commander.”

Daniel gulped angrily, finally nodding, his eyes bereft with fear and he walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Satisfied that you were alone, you walked into the interrogation room, shutting the door behind you. Shizuo sat in a metal chair within the room, his arms hand-cuffed behind, a steel desk directly in front of him. You walked across the room, your heels sharply clicking against the tiled floor. You placed your gun and cell phone flat on the table, and leaned against it, allowing your eyes to sink into Shizuo's form. His blonde hair was messy, probably from being pushed around by the officers who brought him here, and his bangs fell into his deep hazel eyes.