Shizuo caressed Izaya's cheek and could not help but smile. Izaya drifted to slumber, a dreamy expression softening him. A feeling he could not understand made him almost afraid. Shizuo realized that it was happiness and as such frighteningly fragile.
Shizuo wiped Izaya clean and covered him with a sheet before joining him. Sleep did not come that easily to Shizuo. He thought about how strange life was, how unlikely it was that he and Izaya should be like this and yet how weirdly right it felt. Izaya should surely word it in a complicated way but to Shizuo it sufficed to say that it was how it should be.
Izaya cuddled next to him and before Shizuo too fell asleep he cast a kiss on Izaya's forehead.
Shizuo woke up in the morning with a scent he could not quite place. Then he saw Izaya waving incense sticks.
"What are you doing?"
"Burning incense in honor of the great holy balut, what else!"
"Ah…I don't follow…"
Izaya rolled his eyes.
"In token of my undying gratitude. Balut is known for its aphrodisiac power and clearly it worked! Oh great balut, You holiest of chicks, may you fly to Buddha's garden, heaven or whatever suits your fancy."
Shizuo chuckled and ruffled Izaya's hair.
"You can be so weird."
"Tch, just because I have a proper sense of respect. Shame on you, Shizu-chan. Shame on you."
"Right…"
"And I have the whole day planned."
"Tell."
Shizuo was glad to see that Izaya did not seem at all injured but extra bubbly.
"Doing nothing the entire day and lazing about wasting time."
"Sounds good to me."
"Doesn't it? Oh, we can watch daytime TV and laugh greatly at the silliness."
"Heh, yeah."
"Best date ever or what?"
Shizuo held him, careful as not to hurt him. Izaya hugged him back. They remained that way long enough for the feeling to be conveyed without words because for the moment there was no need for them. Shizuo and Izaya needed only each other and that, more than anything, was a precious gift to be enjoyed in wordless peace.
The End