Shizuo froze, unsure of what to do. He kept silent, watching Izaya and trying to see through him. Did he really mean it? Shizuo could think of a thousand motives to not stay. It was risky. Maybe Izaya would try to kill him during the night. Even if he didn't mean to, he couldn't help but having high defenses around the brunet. After all those years, Shizuo learned that he should never trust the informant.

"Please?" Izaya uncovered his eyes and whispered, looking directly to the blond. And he simply couldn't deny him. He took his sunglasses of his face, kicked his shoes away, realizing himself from Izaya's grasp, while the brunet only stared at the taller man. He took off his bartender vest and his belt. He could sleep with only his trousers and shirt. He folded his vest, putting it at a table, his sunglasses and belt over it. He also took his wallet, phone and keys from his pockets, leaving everything there. While the brunet smiled lightly, sincerely happy for having company tonight.

Shizuo walked towards the other side of the bed, a little insecure, only to receive a reassuring smile of Izaya. He lay down under the blankets and not even a fraction of second later, Izaya got close, embracing Shizuo's neck. He responded by hugging Izaya's waist, feeling extremely comfortable. He had never felt anything like that. When some date slept on his arms, he was so afraid of hurting her that he could barely sleep. It was different with Izaya, though. It was like they simply match. Like Izaya was made for him.

Very conveniently, Izaya had a light switch just over the bed. Shizuo stared into his red eyes; Only yesterday they were so cruel, vicious and cold. Right now, they seemed so full of emotions. So beautiful. Shizuo raised his hand, turning the lights off. It got pitch dark, and he felt Izaya cuddling with him. He felt the brunet breathing directly into his neck, and couldn't stop himself when he kissed Izaya's hair fondly.

Then, he felt Izaya smiling against his neck and never had even wondered how much that would please him.

And so, they both drifted to unconsciousness. Izaya sleeping well for the first time in a month and Shizuo had never slept so well in his life, since he was always afraid of bruising other people. And he had to say, it was so very nice sleeping with someone else.

-

Shizuo only opened his eyes by morning. For a second, he didn't remember where he was and how he got there, but the warm body leaning against him made him remember of everything. Now Izaya had his back against Shizuo, who was still hugging him. Shizuo leaned a little bit, looking at Izaya's face. He was still fast asleep.

The blond looked to the digital watch next to Izaya's bed. It was almost 7:30 am. Unfortunately he had to work even though he really wanted to just fool around with the informant a little bit more, while he's so domesticated. He sat down, finally letting the brunet go. The blond needed a shower, but he wasn't going to barge into Izaya's bathroom without asking first, but he didn't want to wake him up either. But soon enough, he heard Izaya mumbling, so he leaned towards him.

"Hey. I'll take a shower, is that ok?"

The smaller man didn't even open his eyes, he just murmured. "Suit yourself, Shizu-chan… And give me just five more minutes."

Shizuo smiled a little bit, admiring Izaya a few seconds before standing up and covering him dearly. Then he walked to the bathroom, and the first thing he did was look for a towel. He found one, and it was hard at all. He got curious at something though. Izaya had a lot of robes. Of many sizes. Thinking it through, he looked at the bath tub.

"Oh…" He murmured. That meant he probably had many guests of different sizes… Into his bath tub. "Tch."

Shizuo closed the door of the cabinet, sighing and going into the shower. And he found himself more bothered by it than he should have. He finished cleaning up and got out. He got dressed, and then out of the bathroom. Izaya was at the exact same place, so Shizuo walked over towards his things, putting the vest on and returning everything to his pockets. He approached the sleeping brunet, and whispered.

"I'm going now."

He turned around to leave, and Izaya reached out for him, holding his clothes.

"Promise you'll come back tonight? Please?"

Shizuo glanced to him, nodding. Now he was feeling slightly happier.
"I promise."

So after all, he was back. He stared at Izaya's door, surprised that it was already fixed. The brunet probably called someone during the day to repair it. Shizuo sighed; he couldn't muster up enough strength to knock on the door. He didn't know what to say, nor what to do. How to react. Trying to not thing too much about it, he just raised his hand and knocked twice at the door. Izaya almost instantly opened it, and Shizuo wondered if maybe Izaya was seeing him from a security camera. Heh, that would be embarrassing. The grinning informant greeted.

"Hey, Shizu-chan. Welcome." Shizuo stared, a little bit confused so the brunet just pulled him in, tightening his grasp around Shizuo's wrist while doing so. Then, he shut the door behind them. "You're late."

The blond was still dumb folded. "Sorry, I passed by my apartment to get some spare clothes." Shizuo didn't know what he was late for. But he justified it anyway. It was just too weird. This Izaya wasn't the same one as last night, but he wasn't the same asshole Shizuo knew since high school. Izaya walked towards the black sofas, sitting down, yawning soon after. The blond felt obliged to follow him, accommodating himself on the other couch. Izaya pouted, looking pretty offended towards Shizuo, so he asked. "…What?"

"Shizu-chan shouldn't sit so far away from me." Then he simply stood up and walked over, sitting down again, very close to the ex-bartender. So close their thighs brushed against each other. Izaya put his hand on Shizuo's leg, caressing it gently. The blond was caught off-guard. Then again, he really didn't know what to expect from this; he never thought Izaya would get so close, so fast.

"Izaya…"

"Hush, Shizu-chan… Yesterday you came back. Slept over while hugging me. And now you're here again. And that can only mean you feel something towards me. And it isn't hate."

Shizuo let his jaw drop a little bit; actually, it was kind of hard to think while that hand was touching his let in such an erotic way.

"I just…"

"Just be quiet." Before he could finish, Izaya murmured this and pressed his lips gently against his.

Shizuo felt his heart skip a beat and slowly closed his eyes. He slowly parted his lips, just so he could feel Izaya's a little better. But the brunet quickly leaned his head, pushing his tongue through Shizuo's lips, who immediately responded. His left hand moved to Izaya's face, caressing it with his cheek with his thumb. The brunet took this opportunity to put his arms around Shizuo's neck, pulling him closer.

If Shizuo had any doubts before, they had all vanished by now. He couldn't even think as Izaya was sucking, caressing, twisting his tongue in such an intense and pleasurable way; actually, he could think of only one thing. 'I want more.'

So he slowly pressed his hand against Izaya's chest, forcing him to lie down. Izaya whined when their lips parted on the process, but got silenced by an anxious Shizuo who immediately crawled on top of the brunet, using his forearms and legs as support. He was trying not to hurt him, after all. Shizuo caressed the other's hair with one of his hands, leaning in and lightly biting his lower lip, staring deeply into the red-eyes, now hazy and filled with lust. Shizuo was pretty sure he was on the same condition. The brunet's breath hitched, grabbing Shizuo's hair with need, pulling him in once again. Theirs kisses were getting intense, and the blond felt the urgent need to relieve himself, in any way. He lowered his hips, touching Izaya's, who groaned into the kiss. He was hard ages ago, just as Izaya, but this made his dick throb desperately. He just wished they were naked.

That only persuaded Shizuo to go on with it. He trusted slowly at the beginning, against the brunet's loin. Izaya instantly spread his legs, embracing Shizuo's waist with them, breaking the kiss to moan. "Nhg…"

Shizuo was going crazy. He wanted Izaya so bad it hurts. He licked his neck, nibbling it all over, just listening to Izaya's delicious sounds. "Fuck… " He whispered. "I need you. I'm going to screw you so hard."

"Hnn… Do it, Shizu-chan. Bedroom… Upstairs." Shizuo figured Izaya was having a hard time talking, since he was sucking at his neck while he tried. Then, he licked Izaya's neck once again, going up until the lobe of his ear.

"Why can't I fuck you here?"

The brunet shivered, feeling his ears burning. So he simply answered. "… Lube." And that reminded Shizuo that he didn't want to hurt the informant that much, so he stopped moving his hips. He sat down, pushing Izaya with his left hand and simply grabbing him. Which was pretty easy. He held Izaya's thighs, who used Shizuo's shoulders as support, and got up. The blond walked quickly towards the stairs, going up. The informant leaned his face, licking, sucking and biting Shizuo's ear, and then again, it got hard to concentrate, but Shizuo managed to maintain his focus and walk.

Finally, they got to the bedroom.