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Izaya Orihara/Shizuo Heiwajima | Drrrr!

WAR [3/3]

Requested by: NyanTheCats

Origin: Drrrr!

Genre: ❤

Warnings: two endings

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Weeks had flown by, I guess that's to be expected with two of Ikebukuro's most interesting citizens as my best friends. The three of us hang out together a lot, it almost always ending in fights, but it's fun to say the least.

Shizuo has also joined in helping me track down my almost kidnappers. Whenever we got a lead, Shizuo would be in charge of interrogations, which normally meant that he'd shout at the person until they told us what we wanted.

My name has also been used widely now, in random street gossip. It's annoying, probably because I hang around with those two, but sometimes it can be a little weird. There's a lot of fujoshis in this city...

Sighing deeply, I knock upon the door, waiting for an answer from the man I came to see.

Shizuo ending

The tall blonde opened the door, the usual scowl adorning his face.

"Oh, [Y/n]." His scowl softens and he let's me inside. He sits on the rustic looking couch, myself joining him, quickly taking note of the ashtray on the coffee table, full of cigarette stubs. One still smokeing a bit.

He lights another one, I grimace slightly, knowing how many he has a day. His apartment stinks of smoke and a sharp aftershave, it's a strong yet relaxing smell that I have grown used too.

"I wanted to thank you, for helping me track down my almost kidnappers. You didn't have to bother helping, and I know it's a lot for you to deal with Izaya, but thanks."

"We haven't got them, so don't thank me yet." He huffs, a cloud of smoke exiting with his words. His glasses hide his eyes and I cannot tell where he is looking, I just know it's not at me.

"Shizuo."

He turns to me, I have came closer to him, my face now inches from his. I can hear my heart pounding in my ears, cursing myself in my head for what I'm doing. I had grown awfully fond of the hot headed blonde, though I had tried to get over myself, this desire to have him has proven too much.

His breath hitches in his shock, his eyes barely visible but unwavering from their glare on my lips.

Closing the gap, the kiss is long and needy, something I did not expect from him. The way he shrinks back into the couch, his insecurities letting be known. I pull away, [E/c] eyes on his, which now peer just above the darkened glasses.

"I mean it. Thank you."

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Izaya's ending

"Oh, it's you." Namie says in a dull tone. "Come on in then."

I walk into the modern apartment. Izaya was at his desk working on something, he hadn't seemed to pay attention to my arrival. I looked to Namie and put a finger to my lips with a grin on my face. She rolled her eyes and back to her work, completely ignoring me.

I snuck over to Izaya, being careful that he wouldn't hear me. When I got close enough I quickly wrapped my arms around him from behind, lifting him out of the chair and spinning him around, making a sketchy pirate laugh sound.

I put him down, letting him turn to face me, his cheeks were tinted pink and a surprised glee was on his face.

He's so cute.

"Someone's in a good mood~" Izaya stated in his usual playful tone.

"Yep~ Now what were you doing?" I ask in my cheerful tone, leading him over to his large black couch and sitting us down.

"What are you doing?" He questions, following me to the couch. I smirk at him, noticing the slight bruising under his eyes.

"You haven't been sleeping, have you?" My tone suddenly growing serious and worried. Grabbing his hands in mine and glaring at him for an answer.

He only looks to the side, not actually answering my question. I knew he had been working hard to find my kidnappers but this is crazy, his eyes are turning black for Christs sake.

"Why-"

"Because of you."

I moved closer to him, he was surprisingly nervous. I gave him a confused look and he let out a sigh, he must have been hoping that I'd figure out what he was saying.

"I shouldn't feel like this for a human, but I do, and- and-"

I cut him off, placing my lips lightly on his own. To be honest, I had no idea what I was doing, hopefully he didn't kick me out after this...

After a few seconds of the kiss, I gently pulled away, wanting to see his reaction. His cheeks were flushed a light pink and he had his fingers to his lips.

"Sorry. I won't do that again if you don't want me to..." I said, rubbing the back of my neck, hoping that his reply would be a good one. He attempted to answer, stuttering slightly over his words. Abandoning that idea, he moved closer you me, hugging my chest and practically sitting on my lap. Wrapping my arms around him too, I lean down, muttering something about getting him to bed.

He was practically falling asleep on me by the time I carried him to his room, laying him down and deciding to sleep next to him.

"Goodnight Izaya."

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Ughbbfbbb

So much autocorrect

My ideas are lacking

My motivation is dwindling

I have a 13rw fic to write but I don't watch itttttttt

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