#shizuo panicking fr

[metiredlr]

Shizuo gay panicking for the 1st when he bumps into Izaya after school during sunset hour n ohh how the black haired mf looks good w/ the sky's colors n the sun shining on him... Shizu realizes the weird feeling after a while and breaks the street sign that's near him by accident (alerting Izaya of his presence, who runs away), he chases after the flea n when he finally manages to corner Izaya he simply gives him the crumpled stop sign he's been holding all this time and leaves

[tzaya]

// shizuo/izaya ; fluff drabble ; 438 words ; at shinra’s apartment ; 4th of may aka zayas bday // : fr @kingfisher99

If he hadn't been distracted by the foreign, contented feeling swelling inside his chest due to the probably first party in years for his birthday-- he would've noticed the hand that was coming his way. After all, Izaya had always been quicker than Shizuo. He thought of this as fingers curled in his raven locks, not too rough as he'd expected it to be, and then there was pressure from the back of his head before his face was buried in sticky icing of the cake they'd bought for him. 

"Mpff.. mfff!" was his attempt at uttering 'Shizu-chan'.

It felt like centuries had passed, since it took awhile for Shizuo to let him go. Shizuo only did it because Kadota and Shinra was panicking. Any further and Shizuo would be charged with murder due to suffocating a person to his death, with a cake, nonetheless. It wasn't like that wasn't a good idea, though. Izaya would very much like to see Shizuo locked up in jail, probably even getting a death sentence himself. The only downside was he couldn't actually see it if he was dead. 

"Fwank you," there was bits of cake in his mouth-- and was that a sugar flower? It was too sweet, but he ate it all up anyway.

"Fuck you too." 

"What? Shizu-chan, I said thank you."

"Oh." 

Shizuo was silent for a moment, as though he was contemplating the misheard words. Izaya didn't even know if Shizuo was capable of thinking, until Shizuo spoke up after a few seconds. 

"But fuck you, anyway." 

"Is that going to be your present for me?" 

"No! There's no present. My present for you is 'happy birthday'. There. Wait-- no, have a terrible birthday, bastard."  

"I'll have a happy birthday since Shizu-chan's here!" 

Of course, as soon as the words slipped past his lips, he used his fast reflexes to scoop up some cake and smushed it in Shizuo's face. He didn't stay to observe all the tiny details like how many veins popped on Shizuo's forehead, but he did manage to catch the familiar knit of brows, jaw clenching and fingers balling into fists-- a clear indication that the bomb was starting to tick. 

It only took approximately two minutes for it to go off. Shinra's aparment was definitely going to be trashed by the end of this. This was the least of his worries, though. The adrenaline pumping through his blood stream as he jumped over the couch and ran straight to the kitchen was overwhelming, painting a grin on his face. Too good. It was all too good. 

Revenge is sweet, after all.