He could still feel them.
Despicable
Loathsome
Just Go Die!
I hate humans… every single one of them.
Russet eyes opened to a bright room that sent his head reeling back further into the pillow. He kept his eyes closed for a while before slowly opening them, letting a groan escape. He jumped up a bit as he heard the door slam open.
"Izaya! You're finally awake!" Shinra's voice sounded like someone screamed at him with a megaphone to his ears.
"Shut up, Shinra! You're blasting my-" Whatever Izaya was going to say, it died before leaving his mouth as he took in the haphazard appearance of his doctor friend.
"Wha-!"
"You idiot! What possessed your 'Oh so high functional' brain to get your into this kind of trouble?! Do you have any idea how worried I am?" Izaya kept his mouth closed, not saying anything to anger his already seething friend who, by the way, was holding sharp scissors on his hand. Just then, Celty entered the white room. She held up her phone.
「Shinra…」The doctor stopped talking as he took deep breaths to calm himself.
"Sorry. I should not have shouted at you… How are you feeling?" Izaya nodded before closing his eyes and doing a mental assessment of his body. He internally winced before closing off his mind.
"I have been in worse situations."
"Izaya…" There was a warning that came with that one call of his name. Izaya shook his head, but still did not say anything.
"I understand. I won't force you to." All of a sudden, a horrible feeling boiled inside Izaya. Within seconds, he was gasping for breath, his hands clawing at his throat.
"Can't breathe… Shinra…" Izaya was in panic. Shinra's mouth was moving, but Izaya's brain cannot process anything when all the oxygen in the room seemed as though was sucked out through a vacuum. Izaya closed his eyes in pain.
Damn, I'm losing it.
I can't breathe.
Someone...!
Just then, warm and strong hands grabbed his wrists away from his throat. Izaya kept on trying to get air when something soft touched his lips and all of a sudden, he felt something calm down inside him. He could breathe again with those that felt like lips giving his life back. His eyes that were clenched shut became more relaxed as he took each small breath passing to his mouth. Izaya felt his eyelids trying to flutter open, but he was unwilling to face whoever held such power over his now broken form.
Even if that… happened… how is it that I feel this presence comforting?
Who is kissing-?
Izaya felt the lips move away. He kept his eyes closed, his mouth slightly opened. The warm hands still touching his bruised his wrists, but for some reason, they didn't hurt anymore. Izaya jumped when those lips returned.
Izaya felt it touch his lips in a sweet caress as though it was an angel's hand touching his soul, if he had any left after that… His breath hitched as those lips pecked along his face before moving away after leaving a lingering touch on his forehead. For a few seconds, Izaya wondered if he could open his eyes. All of a sudden, those warm fingers that entwined his during the heavenly kiss started to loosen as if to let go.
It's now or never!
Izaya held those hands firmly in his as he opened his eyes. Red eyes met brown…
"Shizuo" It was the only thing that left his mouth before the pain racked through his body. Izaya remembered being embraced warmly before falling unconscious.