Here we are! The final chapter! After this is a one-shot, then another multi-chapter in which I attempt this same genre of story again with a bit more planning. So if you liked this fic, my guess is you will like that one!
Thank you everyone for reading/reviewing! I'm sorry the updates in this fic were so slow. I started a new job as a substitute teacher and it has been very distracting. But anyway, enjoy the final chapter!
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Izaya leaned back in his chair and stretched his arms over his head. He then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Namie had gone home about an hour ago and for the first time in over a month, Izaya was not afraid of being alone—all thanks to one person.
Shizuo had been in and out of Izaya's apartment a lot over the past week and a half and Izaya was growing used to having him around—although he also enjoyed his time alone as he always used to before he was assaulted.
Over the past week and a half, his relationship with Shizuo hadn't progressed much. The biggest change was that Shizuo would now occasionally whisper "I love you" into Izaya's ear whenever he got the chance. It was no more than a whisper, as if it was a secret only meant for Izaya to hear. Izaya never returned those words thus far, but he was gradually growing to enjoy hearing those words being whispered to him. Any time he had heard those words before from his family, he had always felt as if they were said out of obligation rather than from the heart.
However recently, rather than be repulsed by those words, Izaya was beginning to accept them—and in turn accept love from another person. Slowly but surely, Shizuo was showing Izaya that love wasn't the weakness he had always viewed it as since he was a child. Izaya noticed he was healing at a much faster rate since he had allowed Shizuo into his life. In just over a week, the nightmares were becoming less frequent, he was able to eat normally, and he felt much calmer and safer when left alone.
His thoughts drifted back to the conversation with his mother when she had called. He had brushed off her attempts at getting closer to him since he was young, but her most recent call was different. She had been worried about him. He hadn't thought much about it at the time because he had been distracted, but her reason for calling had been because his sisters mentioned he hadn't been around lately. She was worried and Izaya had brushed her off rudely.
Izaya sighed, picking up his phone. It would still be really early in the morning for her, but if he didn't call now, he probably would never work up the courage make this call again.
…Riiing…Riiing…Riiing…Riiing…Riiing…
After a few rings, Izaya thought he should hang up. Clearly he was calling at a bad time.
"Hello…?" Kyouko's groggy voice answered the phone hesitantly.
Too late to go back now…
"Hey, mom…" Izaya began just as hesitantly.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" her tone shifted instantly from tired and confused to concerned and alert.
"No, no, nothing is wrong," Izaya stated, wondering how he should continue, "I hope calling right now isn't an inconvenience. I just wanted to tell you something."
"Umm… Okay. What is it?" She sounded unsure and Izaya couldn't blame her. Everything about this phone call was strange for both of them.
"I'm sorry," he said.
There was a long pause. Long enough that normally he might have wondered if the call had been dropped, but he knew that wasn't the case. She was probably just confused.
"F-for what?" she asked, bewildered.
"For how I acted the last time you called," he paused, "and I suppose also for how I've always acted with you and dad. I've been doing some thinking lately and… well… yeah."
"I…" she sounded shocked. Izaya tried to imagine what her face might look like right now but then decided that he'd rather not know. "Are you sure you're okay? You're not sick or something, are you?"
He had to admit, that almost hurt to hear. But he couldn't deny that this was a very strange thing for him to do. His mother didn't know what had happened to him or what he had been going through these past few weeks. While this felt like something that needed to be done for Izaya, his mother had no context for this call.
"Yes, I'm fine," Izaya said with a chuckle, "Things have just gotten a bit weird in my life lately—ah, nothing to worry about though. I'm not in trouble! Actually things have been getting better for me especially this past week and like I said, I've just been thinking is all."
"Well, okay," she said with a sigh of relief, "I trust you to take care of yourself. But thank you. I appreciate what you've said."
Clearly she was having a hard time processing and responding to this sudden change. Izaya decided he should stop now before he gave her a stroke or something.
"I've got to get going now. I'll talk to you more another time."
"Alright. I love you."
"I know, I know. Bye."
Izaya hung up, put his phone down and closed his eyes. That had been harder than he'd thought. He still couldn't bring himself to properly respond to those three words either. But at least he felt a touch less guilty.
Shaking his head, Izaya turned his attention back to his work. Shizuo would be coming over in a little while and he wanted to have his work done by then.
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In a high-rise apartment in Ikebukuro, Shinra had just finished checking Shizuo's wounds.
"Everything looks fine, Shizuo!" Shinra said in his typical upbeat tone which always grated on Shizuo's nerves, "How has Izaya been?" Somehow, Shinra had found out that the two of them had been spending a lot of time together recently. However, now that Shinra and Celty knew about the two of them, it made questions like this more common.
"He still hasn't given me a real answer," Shizuo muttered, "but he also hasn't turned me away and he's even invited me out on his own twice already."
"I think you're close to a breakthrough!" Shinra exclaimed. For some reason, his and Izaya's changing relationship was exciting for Shinra. Celty also seemed to be encouraging as well.
"You think so?" Shizuo tried not to sound as hopeful as he felt. It was still embarrassing for him to talk about this kind of stuff with other people.
"Of course! I mean, if Izaya didn't want you around, he'd make it known."
Shizuo grinned as he headed out the door. Shinra was right. He'd seen firsthand when all of this began how Izaya acted when he really didn't want him around.
He couldn't keep the smile off his face as he headed over to the station, excited to get to Izaya's place.
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"See Celty?!" Shinra said cheerfully, "Hasn't it been peaceful around here with the two of them together?"
"[Surprisingly it has,]" Celty typed, "[You were right this time. I just hope things stay this way. I still don't really trust Izaya not to hurt Shizuo's feelings.]"
"Don't worry, dear Celty! From what I've heard, Izaya has it just as bad for Shizuo as Shizuo does for him! It's perfect! Say, Celty, all of this talk about relationship has gotten me thinking… Isn't it about time the two of us took our relationship forward? Like say climbing into bed and—oof!"
Celty jabbed Shinra in the stomach before he could finish his sentence.
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Shizuo knocked on the door and waited for Izaya to answer. It was still hard to get used to seeing Izaya like this. In the time they had spent together he was beginning to see into the parts of Izaya that he had never known existed. He had always found it hard to imagine Izaya looking anything other than his confident self, but since he was attacked Shizuo has been able to see a much more human side of Izaya.
Even when he answered the door, Shizuo could see something he had never been able to see before in Izaya's expression. It had taken him a while to realize exactly what he was seeing but it was clear now.
He was seeing Izaya.
It wasn't until now that Shizuo realized he had never seen the real Izaya before. Only a mask of what Izaya wanted others to see. He projected a confident and powerful aura, but the real Izaya was much more introverted.
"I'm almost done, I just have a bit more work to do," Izaya said as he sat back at his desk.
Shizuo took his spot on the couch, sparing glances at Izaya as he worked. He could see the small furrowing of his eyebrows as he concentrated, shutting out everything else. He watched for another twenty minutes until finally Izaya let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair.
"Done," he said breathlessly, closing his eyes.
Half in a trance from listening to the sounds of Izaya typing, Shizuo perked up when Izaya announced he was finished. Izaya made eye contact with him for a moment before standing up, stretching, and walking over to the couch with a mischievous grin.
"Let's have sex."
Shizuo's jaw dropped open and he stared at Izaya, not sure how to respond. "Wh—"
"Sex, Shizu-chan," Izaya said with a shrug of his shoulders, "I've been working all day and I feel like getting rid of a little stress."
"B-But," Shizuo stuttered, voice almost a whisper, "Are you ready for that kind of stuff?"
Shizuo's body went stiff when Izaya climbed on top of him and straddled his lap.
"I'm ready," he said, leaning down to press his lips against Shizuo's in a passionate kiss. "C'mon, everything is prepared upstairs."
To say he was surprised would be an understatement. Shizuo hadn't been expecting this for at least another month if they'd lasted that long. He wasn't sure what to do when Izaya started pulling his wrists and leading him up the stairs.
Shizuo followed Izaya into the bedroom where he could see that Izaya really had been planning for this to happen. The blankets were neatly folded on the end of the bed and there was a small bottle of lube on the nightstand.
Izaya sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Shizuo over him by his bowtie. Shizuo held his breath as he let Izaya lead him. He didn't want to move too quickly.
"Shizu-chan, I don't want to tell you to do everything," Izaya said as if reading Shizuo's mind, "Show me what you've always wanted to do. I will tell you to stop if I don't like it."
Already hard at the implication behind those words, Shizuo leaned down to kiss Izaya once again. "If that's what you want," he said with a small grin.
Getting Izaya hard was almost too easy. All it took was a bit more kissing and a few brushes of his hand over his clothed arousal. However it seemed Izaya wasn't here for foreplay today.
"Get on with it, Shizu-chan," he moaned, hips bucking up to grind their groins together.
"Take off your pants and flip over," Shizuo whispered into Izaya's ear. He licked at his earlobe as he backed away, causing Izaya to shudder with another small moan which Shizuo could tell was not meant to be audible.
Izaya obeyed, though he had a skeptical look in his eyes as he turned over, lifting his ass to Shizuo. He looked over his shoulder just in time to see Shizuo smile and lean down.
He jolted at the first swipe of a soft, wet tongue against that ring of muscle. This certainly isn't what he had been expecting Shizuo to do, but his body was screaming at him to let this continue. That tongue pushed against his hole, dipping just inside and swirling around before pulling back out to repeat the motion on the outside. Izaya's hands gripped onto the sheets as he let out a loud moan.
Shizuo's tongue dipped inside again, a bit deeper this time while his hand reached around to stroke up and down his shaft.
"Sh-shit…" Izaya gasped, "I want—AH!—more, Shizu-chan!"
Shizuo complied. He quickly removed his shirt, pants, and boxers, tossing them to the floor along with Izaya's. Izaya removed his shirt as well, tossing it into the pile as he made himself comfortable, ass still in the air.
Reaching over to the nightstand, Shizuo took the bottle of lube and popped the cap open. Izaya closed his eyes, anticipating the next touch—wanting it to be a surprise. It was what he had expected—and what he had wanted—when a finger brushed against his hole, making it tighten reflexively. His finger rubbed circles around the opening before dipping just the tip of his finger in, repeating the action he had done with his tongue.
When that finger sunk in deeper, Izaya found himself pushing back, trying to make it go deeper. He thought he would struggle a bit more than this considering how much willpower it had taken just to let Shizuo give him a blowjob before. It seemed that he was beginning to feel much more comfortable around the blond.
Shizuo added another finger and Izaya let out yet another moan. He blamed it on the fact that it had been a week since he last got off—and even longer before that. It was when Shizuo finally reached three fingers that Izaya began to feel a twinge of anxiety. The familiar sting that came with penetration began to creep up his spine and he bit his lip. But Shizuo was gentle. He slowed his fingers when he felt Izaya tighten up, and pressed a kiss against his hip.
"Hey, flip over," Shizuo said, sensing something wasn't right with Izaya.
"N-no…" he whispered, "It'll go in easier this way than on my back."
"Then I'll hold you over the edge of the bed if that's better. But I want you to face me. I don't want this to feel like… you know…"
Izaya nodded, his hole clenching as Shizuo removed his fingers so they could change position. Shizuo was rather large, and lying on his back would make it harder to open up for a cock that size. He was just glad that Shizuo understood what he was trying to say.
"Ahhh—" Izaya gasped and moaned again as Shizuo's fingers went back to work, stretching him out from a different angle. "AH—There!" he cried out when Shizuo's fingers rubbed against his prostate just right.
"Are you ready?" Shizuo whispered. Izaya nodded in response, eyes shut tight in concentration.
Shizuo pulled his fingers out and watched as Izaya's hole twitched at the loss. Coating himself with more lube than was probably necessary, Shizuo placed the tip of his cock against Izaya's entrance and gently nudged at it. Surprisingly, it opened right up for him as he pushed the tip inside.
"Look at me, Izaya," Shizuo murmured, "I don't want you to think about anyone else."
Auburn eyes fluttered open with a pleading look that made Shizuo pause. Was he hurting him? Should he stop?
Before Shizuo could panic, Izaya smiled and reached up for him. "Please," he begged, "I want you."
Shizuo smiled back, wrapping his arms around the informant while thin legs wrapped around his waist. Izaya guided him in at his own pace, using his legs to pull Shizuo closer. Staring into Izaya's eyes, Shizuo held back and let Izaya adjust at his own pace, both of them moaning now as he sank deeper and deeper into that hole.
Feeling every little bit of Shizuo's cock slipping inside, Izaya felt a sense of triumph when he realized Shizuo's legs were flush against the back of his thighs. It stung a little, but with each passing second the pain was replaced by warm, tingling pleasure. Izaya shifted his hips which made Shizuo gasp. He loosened his legs so that he wasn't holding Shizuo back anymore and whispered a single word.
"Move."
And Shizuo did. Supporting Izaya's legs, Shizuo began thrusting slowly, dragging every inch of his cock over Izaya's prostate before sliding back in. Izaya lost himself to the feeling of being filled so completely. He threw his head back and let Shizuo take him at his own pace.
Izaya couldn't help but notice how different this felt from the last time. Although Shizuo's dick was bigger than any of the men who had attacked him, the pain was significantly less. In fact, a few thrusts later he felt no pain whatsoever. Instead, he could feel a tightening in his abdomen each time Shizuo thrust against his prostate, bringing him closer and closer to climax.
Shizuo was close too. He could feel it in the way his thrusts were becoming more and more erratic. He wanted to feel it. He wanted to feel Shizuo cum inside of him.
"Cum inside me, Shizu-chan," he whispered, causing Shizuo to grunt.
A hand wrapped around his cock and pumped and Izaya suddenly lost all sense of his surroundings to the intensity of his orgasm. In the back of his mind he could feel the way Shizuo's cock was twitching inside of him and he could feel something warm and wet mixing with the lube inside of him; however, he could not focus his thoughts on Shizuo's orgasm when his own took him so hard. His vision went white and his abdomen alternated between tightening and relaxing as each wave of orgasm swept over his body.
When it was over, Izaya could feel a heavy weight over him. Shizuo was kissing his neck, still buried deep inside, giving gentle little thrusts that sent small sparks through Izaya's system.
Finally, Shizuo regained his strength and pulled out, lazily dropping down next to Izaya.
"So?" he asked.
"It was good, Shizu-chan," Izaya said with a chuckle, "But let's clean up."
After a quick shower and changing the sheets, Izaya collapsed into the bed with a long, deep breath. Shizuo slipped in next to him, pulling him against his chest.
"I love you," Shizuo said as he usually did.
Only this time, Izaya smiled and responded. "I love you, too."
Shizuo's eyes widened at the reply. "Y-you do?" he stuttered and Izaya nodded, "Does this mean I succeeded in winning you over?" he laughed.
Izaya nodded again, holding on to Shizuo tightly. "You did a long time ago, Shizu-chan. I just didn't want to admit it. Thank you for saving me. I really mean that."
"Anytime," Shizuo smiled, placing a kiss on the top of Izaya's head. But his smile went deeper than the conversation at hand.
He finally had what he'd always wanted: someone who he could love and who loved him in return. And he could tell by the smile Izaya wore that this is what he had been wanting for some time as well.
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The End