"Why do you still keep his photos around?"

Izaya glanced sideways to observe his friend who was perched against the kitchen counter as he continued mixing the cups of coffee, a small grin on his lips as he spoke;

"I look great in there,"

"Yeah, and ten times younger," Shinra huffed in reply before setting the framed photograph consisting his friend and a past lover back to its' respective place, "About time to move on, isn't it?"

"Not like everyone doesn't, Shinra," Izaya finally said, sauntered over to give his friend his share of arabica coffee. He took a sip before talking again, "And really, the photo looked just good,"

"Tell me," Crimson orbs twinkled cautiously, "When was the last time you get laid?" Shinra asked him once more, receiving a guttural groan from the raven friend of his.

"Why is that the only issue you ever bring up?"

"'Cause you ain't getting younger, Iz," Shinra commented and Izaya rolled his eyes at the nickname. Shinra held no room in his life to know how his sex life was leading but really, if he wanted to know so bad then he's nowhere near in gaining his trust.

Izaya stayed silent though, half offended by the comment but said nothing till his friend spoke again,

"You're cute and pretty," The soon-to-be doctor said with a hand gesturing in the air, "And barely 21! Get a life, jeez,"

"I appreciate your compliment but with you around I won't take things half as serious as I should," The ravenette sighed exasperatedly as his eyelashes fell against pale skin. Pretty was one thing, but cute was another thing.

"Well then go invite some other 'close friends' of yours," Shinra said in a mocking tone with his fingers in the air doing a quoting sign.

The ravenette didn't get why his friend was so upset all of a sudden but he eyed him warily as he sipped the hot beverage. Shinra could rant on how lonely Izaya was living his current life for all he cared but he wasn't about to cave in to what Shinra claimed as the 'perfect college life'.

Also, it wasn't as if he hadn't had much experience in love. He dated that Shiki guy for two years during highschool years before knowing he wanted to marry a woman with a professional life.

And working as a part-time journalist in an underrated webpage made him wonder if he really was interested in pursuing a full-time career with all the dramas he'd need to live in, considering little dramas like this was already doing a good job in presenting migraines to his head.

"Anyway," Shinra sighed upon not receiving any reply, "Come to the party tonight,"

"Why?"

"Because Heiwajima is a good enough reason?" He smiled, getting all bubbly again when Izaya groaned, so loud that he almost hacked the black coffee threatening to block his trachea and causing discomfort. Well, almost.

"No," He whined, feeling red tinted his cheeks, fingers trembling to just pour the hot liquid down Shinra's head.

"Why not? You like him, didn't you? All manly and stuffs,"

Indeed he did. Heiwajima was that perfect guy in movies that had so many friends, so many colleagues and were friendly with everyone including those of outcasted characters. It was love at first but never in a million years would Izaya admit that to the man, rather he'd pour this hot coffee on his own head instead than to make a dumb confession.

"No and shut up!" Izaya hissed and looked away, cheeks still a nice shade of scarlet. Shinra had a point though, no one else knew about this secret except for this stupid friend of his. He had long since forgotten the forbidden love he shared for said blond when he graduated two years ago but this nerd decided to remind him all over again.

Way to go, Shinra.

"Yes and you're coming,"

"No, and you're annoying," Izaya crossed his arms.

"I know and you're coming,"

"Ain't,"

"Are,"

"Not,"

"Are,"

"Not!"

Shinra nodded his head with a smile before speaking;

"You are 'not' going,"

"I am going!" Horror dawned on Izaya's face as the Freudian slip took place and Shinra gleamed in excitement. Stupid reverse psychology and shit, I read those things! "No no no no no no, I said NOT! Dammit, Shinra—"

"Wonderful. Catch you at 9!" The bespectacled man immediately got up of his seat, took his coat and left Izaya alone in the vast and comfort of his own apartment, still bewildered and shocked at the turn of events.

He slumped his head on the counter as he cursed the Ikebukuro God for having to put him through this phase when the door shut with a soft thump. Now he had no choice but to be anxious on what exactly to wear, what should his hairstyle be and will Shizuo ever noticed him? questions running in his mind for the next 5 hours.

"Fucking Shinra, I'll make your life hellish,"

And Shinra didn't even touch the cup of coffee Izaya had prepared, which further frustrating the multimedia student.

Welcome to the awkward life of Izaya Orihara! Fortunately I love this man so much, but I also love torturing him till the wits' end.Also, to some that didn't realize this, Izaya is a mass communication student, barely living his awkward life and having a crush on Shizuo since forever. Such a huge dork, the world needs more awkward Izaya fics honestly.And no, it's not my first time writing Shizaya fics. I posted some of my works in Wattpad before so c:Anyway, comments are appreciated and thanks for reading! Stay tune for moar :D