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007 ❃ Video
((The feed starts out very...GREEN!! Looks like someone left their communicator in the grass. Oh well. Guess we'll just have to enjoy the feed and NATURE for a little while. Guess it's the evening... Not much to see right now, you guys.But! Tune in. Sounds like things are indeed happening. The splashing of water faintly indicates where the feed originates. Occasionally the green wall of leaf is blown aside just slightly, showing off the shoreline and plain sky. You can guess it's a nice day out. Not sure why anyone would want to go swimming in this weather, or in THAT water. Crazy bastards, but isn't Discedo full of 'em.
More splashing; silence picks up. The leaf blocking your view rustles again, and a quick rush of the wind blows it momentarily out of the way.
While the scene was fleeting, anyone could rewind back and remind themselves that this is no joke. The pink haired doctor--Sakura, unsurprisingly--lays across the beach with her bodyguard over her. His mouth reaches down to touch hers. It's distant, but telling; the leaf replaces the scene almost immediately.
When it's finally blown out of the way again, some minutes later, she's sitting up, her arms swung around his neck. Shizuo is just then finding his way through this hug.))
((ooc; Backdated to the evening of the 16th over Shizuo's feed. They won't be responding to any messages until the next day (the 17th), MEANING by the time they say anything to anybody, they're caught up in the middle of Truth or Dare!!! Additionally, Sakura and Shizuo were in the hospital that evening, rather than returning home. Housemates should have gotten a message about not showing up. Here's a log if anyone cares for details HAHA.
BTW, for the event: Sakura is lies and obedience, Shizuo is lies and disobedience.))
More splashing; silence picks up. The leaf blocking your view rustles again, and a quick rush of the wind blows it momentarily out of the way.
While the scene was fleeting, anyone could rewind back and remind themselves that this is no joke. The pink haired doctor--Sakura, unsurprisingly--lays across the beach with her bodyguard over her. His mouth reaches down to touch hers. It's distant, but telling; the leaf replaces the scene almost immediately.
When it's finally blown out of the way again, some minutes later, she's sitting up, her arms swung around his neck. Shizuo is just then finding his way through this hug.))
((ooc; Backdated to the evening of the 16th over Shizuo's feed. They won't be responding to any messages until the next day (the 17th), MEANING by the time they say anything to anybody, they're caught up in the middle of Truth or Dare!!! Additionally, Sakura and Shizuo were in the hospital that evening, rather than returning home. Housemates should have gotten a message about not showing up. Here's a log if anyone cares for details HAHA.
BTW, for the event: Sakura is lies and obedience, Shizuo is lies and disobedience.))
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Don't get offa me, I'm not tired.
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So instead the raven just leaned down, cheek resting against the blond's shoulder as he hid his face in Shizuo's neck]
I'm tired...
[It wasn't like Izaya to admit weakness. He normally did his best to hide it but...whatever was happening to them was making it far too hard to stop himself.]
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What is happening?
Is this another one of Izaya's tricks?
Is he lying?
He can't be, he can't lie, it's impossible for him to lie. ]
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Shizuo simply sits there.
He'd never been touched like this, never held in this sort of way before.
Who would hold a monster so close? ]
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His eyebrows crease, fingers twitching, wanting to push him off, wanting to pull him closer. ]
What... are you tryin' to pull...
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Confusion, pain, anxiety-
It all wore down on the informant as his breath began to slow and body began to go limp]
...tired...
[He mumbles, eyes closing and heart too heavy to bear this much longer.
In Ikebukuro he was able to bear all this just fine. He was able to handle the hurt and the loneliness because he was surrounded by all his precious humans.
Here he was surrounded more by monsters than humans.
And even worse he was able to continue seeing his monster.]
and cold...
[Unconsciously the informant pressed closer, trying to absorb Shizuo's body heat even as he continued to pretend as though all this was just some strange dream.
Tomorrow he would wake up in his own bed-
Alone.]
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[ Shizuo feels Izaya sag against him, weary frame draping over his larger body like blanket.
When he was close to sleep, the fortissimo realized that the flea seemed more like a vulnerable child than a mischievous information broker. And without knowing himself, his hands had slipped up the other's back gently, gingerly, arms enclosing him in a strange embrace.
It's weird, Shizuo thinks, the black hair so close he has to breathe in the scent of the louse's shampoo every time he inahles, intoxicating him with that aroma he knew so well. ]
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[ His voice comes as a quiet murmur, foreign even to himself as Izaya finishes mumbling against his neck - a sensation that made a queasy feeling stir in his gut.
How was this person so trusting? After all of the times the bodyguard had tried to kill him, after all of the insults, the threats? How could Izaya ever hope to fall asleep in the arms of a monster that could break every rib in his chest with just a tight squeeze?
It hurt more than the scar on his torso. It hurt more than physical pain did. Sometimes he wondered if Izaya actually cut out his heart that day. ]
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So he finally slips a supportive arm beneath the raven's thighs and shifts, rolling slowly onto his side, tugging up blankets, kicking off his socks, laying his head heavily against the pillow with a deeply satisfied exhale...
Dragging the pesky informant against him. ]
1/2 EXCUSE ME WHILE I-
Because at the end of it all, this was what Izaya had wanted. A moment to pretend, a moment to forget. The raven didn't make mistakes but that didn't mean he didn't have regrets. But for now those regrets vanished, a dim memory upon the horizon as he tricked himself into believing this dream was a reality. That all those troubles he had gone through to keep Shizuo miserable with him and to keep him out of jail never existed.
Reality was such a fickle thing; easily changeable by ones perceptions so long as there is a voice like Izaya's there to murmur within the persons ear.]
2/2 FKDLSAFHDSKLJAF
[A raven head pressed up under Shizuo's chin as their bodies melded together. The male was no longer awake, the unconscious need for that warmth and comfort keeping him pressed against the blond, as he mumbled within his sleep.
Yes.
Reality was such a fickle thing]
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The sun is shining. The mutant birds are singing.
And of course, Shizuo is fast asleep.
Even his brain must have registered that he was in an extremely comfortable position against something very warm and quite perfectly tucked against his torso like a precious item to be protected. Or a body pillow to clutch. Because his sleep is dreamless, heavy and he's not about to wake up anytime soon.
The only motion he makes is a shift of his leg between two warm thighs and the tightening of his hold on the body lying next to him.
Other than that, his face is serene, a rare thing to see when all he seems to be able to do is frown and sneer.
In sleep, he isn't a monster. In sleep, he's nothing. Just an ordinary human being.
Just Shizuo. ]
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Yet, even as his body became aware of its own awakening, Izaya seemed unable to move - to open his eyes. He felt warm and safe with a swelling in his heart that was parallel to the emotions which often left him speechless for love of his humans. However Izaya didn't know why, didn't understand, until a slight movement alerted his attention to the fact that he wasn't alone]
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Izaya's body remained stiff as the memories came rushing back. The chase, the fighting, the lies, the kiss-
Did the curse still hold? Were they still trapped in this game of truth and lies?
And what of Shizuo? Surely he would not react well to this situation upon awakening (though of course Izaya tended to always be wrong when it came to the blond). Izaya would have to get away, to escape before that could happen-
If it weren't for the fact that the blond's hold was very tight, their bodies so thoroughly entangled so as to prevent the informant from really moving without risking awakening Shizuo. Frown deepening at this realization Izaya allowed his gaze to flicker up to the monster's face.]
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[So that's what you look like beneath all the anger...
It was a face Izaya had never had the opportunity to see in such clarity. Certainly not in person either. The few times he had witnessed it were in photographs taken by the Awakusa when the blond and his boss, Tom, began to encroach on their territory with their debt collecting.]
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Until a slow grin crawled across his face and Izaya reached up to pinch Shizuo's nose in an effort to see if that would awaken him.]
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His eyebrow twitches.
Silence.
And for a good couple of minutes, they'll stay that way. At least until the oxygen in Shizuo's powerful lungs runs out, forcing his lips to part so he can suck in a lazy breath of air. The pressure on his face doesn't relinquish, however.
His eyelids twitch.
He grunts quietly in weak protest. ]
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The sun threading through his window makes it difficult to make out who exactly is staring into his face and it's no surprise the blond is scatterbrained in the early morning, so it takes him another minute to let his body slowly realize he's awake.
Then comes the second stage.
His eyes close again and he slides forward, bumping their foreheads together when he tries to get comfortable enough to go back to sleep.
Alas, the bump rouses him even more and he's staring at Izaya now, finally registering the features. ]
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[ A hand slips up the other's back to try and cover the other's face with a pillow.
It's the most half-assed attempt of ignoring him he has ever made. ]
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Shizu-
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[Que eyeroll as Izaya wiggles a little bit further into the sheets and glares up at the blond from beneath the edge.]
I suppose it must be the kind who doesn't know how to be gentle the first time they sleep with someone.
[Gentle? Sleep? Not trying to confuse Shizuo now are we?]
It's time to wake up, Shizu-chan~ Shouldn't you be serving me breakfast in bed?
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[ Izaya.
Izaya's in his bed.
Izaya's in his bed pressed against him.
Shirtless.
Underneath the covers.
With him. ]
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[ Gentle? Sleep? The confusion is working. He's too tired for this information.
Sleep sleep? Or sleep sleep? His face turns beat red. He tries to shift a little, but freezes, feeling his thigh slip a little farther between Izaya's thighs. ]
Y... you think I'm gonna believe... somethin' like that?
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Not asking you to believe anything~
[The informant's other arm is used to prop the male up so as to brush his lips against the blond's ear.]
But I wonder how else could I know what a p~er~vert you are, Shizuo
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