#bored Izaya online shopping spree

[orihara-infobroker]

Seclusion Day Eight

“Izaya, what on earth…?” Shiki asked as he re-entered the apartment with an armful of packages.

Izaya practically bounded over the couch to take the packages from him. “Oooo packages. Exciting!” He replied as he carried them to the coffee table. 

“Did you go on an Amazon shopping spree?” 

“Maybe.” Izaya sorted through the packages, setting one larger box aside. “That should be your new laptop. I’ll set it up for you later.”

Shiki moved beside Izaya, sliding a hand in the pocket of the raven’s slacks to retrieve his pocket knife. “And the rest?”

Izaya grinned and grabbed one at random. “I’m not sure. I may have just added a bunch of stuff to my shopping cart. I don’t think this is everything, either.”

Shiki eyed the pile, arching a brow. “So impulsive.” He sat beside the raven, reaching for the boxed laptop and cutting it open as Izaya opened his first package. He pulled out several pairs of what looked to be underwear with a smirk. “You couldn’t run back to your place? Or do some laundry?” 

“These are the fun kind.” Izaya held up one pair to reveal how little there was to them. Shiki gave him a considering look.

“Model them?” 

Izaya smirked. “After I sort my mail.” He reached for another package as Shiki returned his focus to unboxing the laptop and various accessories that Izaya appeared to have ordered with it.

“This is a lot more than a laptop, Izaya.”

“If you’re going to work from home, you should have a proper set up for your office,” Izaya replied with a sniff. “You’ll see. Once I set it all up for you, you’ll appreciate it.” He emptied the next package onto the table, scattering an assortment of cat toys across it. 

“Ah yes, it wouldn’t be a proper shopping spree if you didn’t spoil your cat too.” Shiki set aside the laptop to sort through the toys, finding a box of silvervine sticks. As soon as he opened the package, Tsuki appeared from whatever spot he had found to hide in. Four days of roaming Shiki’s apartment had made him less skittish. Shiki held out the stick and Tsuki immediately began to lick at it and paw at the executive’s hand. Shiki relinquished it, watching Tsuki flop under the table and continue licking and chewing vigorously. 

Izaya had moved on to another box while he played with the cat, eyes lighting up as he pulled back the flaps. Shiki smiled at Izaya’s reaction, turning his gaze to the contents. “I thought these wouldn’t come in until next week.” He began to pull books out of the box, stacking them on the table. Shiki counted twelve by the time he was done.

“I think you have a problem.”

“I’ve seen your bookshelves. You can’t judge.”

“I don’t usually buy this many at once.”

“Usually?” Izaya accused him with a smirk. Shiki smirked back, shrugging. He examined the pile then immediately liberated one of the books, intrigued. 

“I didn’t know you liked historical fiction.” Izaya attempted to reclaim the book but Shiki held it away from the raven.

“It sounded interesting,” Izaya replied evasively. “I picked up Yokoyama’s new book.”

Shiki ignored Izaya’s obvious attempt at distracting him. “I suppose with your love of mythology, historical fiction wouldn’t be too far of a stretch. This one looks interesting. Set in Ireland? I don’t know much about Irish history…” 

Which was, of course, more than enough to get Izaya talking. “This series takes place very early in Irish history. It’s almost more mythology than history in some ways. The author really weaves together the Irish folk tales with their actual history. They talk about the faeries, like Celty, except in Irish mythology, they weren’t always called faeries. They were believed to be an entirely separate race of people called the Tuatha de Danaan… I might be mispronouncing it. Gaelic is weird. Did you know that we’ve all been pronouncing Celty’s name wrong?”

Shiki frowned. “What do you mean?” He didn’t like the idea that he had been mispronouncing the courier’s name all this time. That would be very rude and he would need to apologize the next time he met with her.

“Well in Gaelic the letter ‘c’ has a hard sound but we’ve all been saying it with an ‘s’ sound. I asked her about it and she told me that Shingen suggested it years ago since she couldn’t remember her own name. So because Shingen didn’t know how to pronounce it properly and Celty didn’t care, we’ve all been saying it with an ‘s’ instead of a ‘k’ sound.”

“I see. So Celty is fine with it being said that way?”

“Yes. She accepted the pronunciation as Shingen suggested it.”

Shiki gave a thoughtful hum, cracking open the book. “Will it be particularly difficult to read, then?”

“The first book in the series wasn’t bad. It’s an English writer so the only thing I’m not sure on is the Irish names sometimes.”

“Do you have the first book?”

“I might have brought it with me. If not I can go get it from the apartment.” 

Shiki handed back the book. “I’ll give it a try.” 

Izaya grinned. “I didn’t think you liked historical fiction, either.” 

Shiki smiled. “You didn’t know I liked watching cooking shows either.” 

Izaya wrinkled his nose in irritation as he turned back to the packages. “Always full of surprises.” Shiki chuckled and picked a random package, dropping it in Izaya’s lap. Izaya read the label then grinned and handed it back to Shiki. “This one is for you. Perfect outfits for our movie marathons.”

Shiki gave Izaya a suspicious look as he opened the package. Izaya checked the other packages, pulling out another similarly sized one and opening it as well. Shiki pulled out the orange and black fabric, revealing a tiger kigurumi. “Really?” He gave Izaya an unimpressed look.

Izaya pulled out a black cat kigurumi and held it up with a grin. “Give it a chance. They’re really comfy and you’ll look adorable…”

“Yes, because that’s what I aspire to. Looking adorable.”

“Pleeeeeease, Haruya?” Izaya pleaded and Shiki sighed.

“You’re such a kid.”

“Lots of adults wear kigurumi.”

“Sounds questionable.”

“Just once? For me?”

“Just once.” 

Izaya beamed at Shiki’s grudging acceptance. “Don’t worry, I got one for Akabaka too.” That brought a hint of a smirk to Shiki’s lips. With Izaya’s particular sense of humour, who knows what he might have picked out for Akabayashi. That alone made it worthwhile.

“You going to be wearing your new sexy underwear too?”

Izaya gave Shiki a smirk. “Of course.”

Later that evening, Izaya was curled up on Shiki’s lap, waiting for Akabayashi to join them. He hadn’t been bothered at all by Izaya’s declaration that they wear kigurumi for their movie watching. He’d just given Izaya an amused look and taken the package into the washroom to change. 

“I have to say I’m a bit disappointed in your choice, Izaya,” Akabayashi announced as he entered the living room in his lobster kigurumi. “First of all, it’s not a crab. Second of all, it’s kind of predictable. Not that I don’t like it but I was expecting something insulting like a pink unicorn.”

Shiki snorted at the sight of Akabayashi in a lobster kigurumi.

“Well, I couldn’t find a crab one.” Izaya sniffed disdainfully. “And the point of this was not to be insulting. It was for fun.”

Akabayashi grinned as he settled on the couch. “I thought your idea of fun was finding ways to insult people.”

“Not all the time.” Izaya pulled out his phone. “Selfie time!” Shiki groaned while Akabayashi leaned in. 

“I did not agree to pictures.” Shiki protested but Izaya was already snapping the photos. 

“That you agreed to this at all is amazing,” Akabayashi teased.

“He was very reluctant,” Izaya informed Akabayashi. “Now what movie are we on?”