Tiny Fanfic
It's shizaya so wiodsjklfdsiojkl
i did it to convince someone to join the shizaya cult, so it's not good at all, but whatever >.>
"Sh-shizuo," Izaya moans clutching onto the bartender's slacks.
"What the hell? You have a death wish?!" Shizuo snapped, flinching.
"I... I'm just cold..." he shivered, tightening his grip on Shizuo's clothes.
"Get off, bastard!"
"But... Shizu-chan's so warm..." Izaya whispered shifting his position to bury his face into Shizuo's leg. "Especially for a protozoan."
"That's it! Get the hell off me so I can kill you!"
"NO!... no... I couldn't help myself... I just..."
Shizuo could feel Izaya's warm tears as the hem of his pants absorbed them and was taken aback. In all of his years of chasing down Izaya he had never seen him shed a single tear. Not even when Shizuo managed to hit him with vending machines and trashcans.
"P-please, Shizuo," he trembled in a voice muffled by Shizuo's pants.
"N-no! I'm done with this bullshit!" Shizuo then yanked Izaya from his leg to reveal his face. Oh, his face. It made Shizuo regret peeling the informant from his pant leg. Tears streamed down Izaya's blushing face as he sniffled. His face felt stone cold in Shizuo's hands. Izaya had never looked so vulnerable as he look up at Shizuo with pleading eyes that could melt anyone's heart. Shizuo pulled him into a tight embrace. He couldn't stand to see Izaya's crying face a second longer.
"You're so damn cold," Shizuo remarked pulling Izaya into a tightening his grip.
Izaya buried his face into the crook of Shizuo's neck as more tears streamed down his face. He couldn't believe this was actually happening. "You have no idea how long I waited for you to do this," he said wrapping his arms back around Shizuo. "No idea..."