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Shizuo is tasked with caring for the love of his life while she recovers her memories after a horrible accident. [Pre-Canon]
Shizuo x Female!Reader - MC can be ANY body type but dresses traditonally feminine (skirts, heels, dresses are mentioned!)
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A blonde man stands by his lonesome in a hospital, palms moist from the built-up sweat caused by his underlying nervousness. In his hands, on the verge of slipping out, is an arrangement of roses and a box of chocolates thatās surely melting because of the summer heat. In front of him is the door leading to the room of a patient he felt very fondly of. This patient is waking up today.
That patient is you.
The blonde man that smells of cigarettes got up bright and early that day; earlier than he wouldāve liked but today isnāt about him. Itās about you. The thing is, he didnāt exactly know how to approach youā¦because of your condition. The nurse told him something extremely important before he would visit you today.
ā Are you Shizuo Heiwajimaā¦? ā¦Oh, Thatās wonderful! Well, weāve contacted you with good news! Ms. (y/n) has woken up today. Would you like to come see herā¦? Amazing. Visiting hours begin at 6:00 amā¦ ā
Thatās how the phone call wouldāve gone if heād hung up and hurried back home to prepare for your meeting that dayābut there was more.
ā ā¦Also, the doctor believes that you should be informed of the condition that she is in before coming. She suffers from severe amnesia due to her head injury. Please refrain from upsetting her while we work to bring her memory back! āĀ
Shizuo wondered why the hospital contacted him and not your family, but he wouldnāt complain. He needs to see you, especially after everything. His anxiety blossoms when he stepped into the room. You were looking out the window, not even noticing him until heās inside. Your hair is short, growing back from your head being shaved for your operation and your eyes were droopy. Presumably from you being woken up so early after probably being on a ton of medication that made you drowsy.
The man is captivated by your simple beauty, adorning a hospital gown and a short hairstyle. Then he notices that you are looking at him now.
āUmā¦do I know youā¦?āĀ
Your soft-spoken voice is barely audible but it brings Shizuo back to reality. āHeyāuh, noā I-I mean, yes. You do.ā He sputters out, causing your confused expression to soften. āOh, are you Shizuo?ā You ask. He nods. āYeah.ā He takes a deep breath before making his way over to your bed. āHow are you feeling?ā
āIā¦I donāt know. Myā¦head hurts.ā You watched as Shizuo removes the dead flowers from the nearby vase, putting in the fresh ones he had just brought. He takes the pair of scissors to trim the stems and edges so it could fit better. It looks as though heād done this already.
While you were asleep, Shizuo visited you a lot. Heād come by before and after his shifts and sit with you for hours. Sometimes, heād even talk in hopes that once you woke up, youād think of him. Finally, the day is here and you didnāt even know who he was.
āHow bad is it?ā He ceases his actions. āIāll get a nurse, they can help you.ā
āN-No!ā You cover your mouth as if youāve shouted by accident. You remove your hands. āIām sorry.ā You whisper, realizing Shizuo has frozen at your words. Your gaze went back to the window. You watch the cars go by. You see how fast they are going.
āDo you know who else was in the accident? Are they okay?ā Your delicate hands rest on your lap. Shizuo saw how your fingers occasionally curl and grip the sheets when you talk. āThe accident? Oh, yeah, theyāre okay. Youāre the only one who got hurt.ā He tells you. Your sullen expression didnāt change. āGood.ā You reply, before trying to make eye contact with him. āThank you for bringing this stuff for me.ā You manage to curl your lips up into a sweet smile; a smile that makes him blush.
āNo problem.ā Shizuo then sees you try to reach for the heart-shaped box of chocolates thatās slightly too far. Youāre held back by the IV in your arm risking being ripped out if you lean any further. āHey, Iāll get it.āĀ
In a swift motion, he tears off the plastic wrap and cardboard boxing that holds the candy. āSorry.ā You hear him mutter. You donāt reply, only taking the item from him in silence.
As you eat a few, here and there, Shizuo sits next to you in the visiting chair. You watch the TV with the sound coming from the remote that sits a few inches away from your leg. The situation is finally beginning to set in for him.
āHow much do you remember?ā Shizuo suddenly asks. āNot much.ā You answer.
āDo you remember your name?ā
āYes.ā
āDo you remember how old you are?ā
āThe nurses told me.ā
āDo you remember what happened the day you got hurt?ā
āI was in a car accident.ā
āDo you remember me?ā
You hesitate. A sound emits from your mouth but itās unintelligible. Shizuo raises an eyebrow. āDo you?ā He repeats. You purse your lips before shaking your head. āNoā¦who are you to me?ā
āIāmāyour boyfriend.ā
You visibly jump at the revelation, blushing hard and in turn, making Shizuo blush too; his blush being more noticeable. āW-Wait, youāre my boyfriend?ā Like a schoolgirl, your hands cover your face to hide your expression.
āYeah,ā Shizuo says plainly. āWho did you think I was?ā
āI-I donāt know! A-A Friend?! The nurses told me you visited me a lot butā¦How long have we been dating?ā
Shizuoās eyes roll up and to the side as if he were thinking before he answers. āSince high school.ā
āR-Really? Iām so s-sorry I canāt remember.ā
Shizuoās subtle joy turns into alertness as your voice begins to waver as you speak to him. You didnāt exactly sound happy anymore. Youāre crying. āIām sorry that I forgot you.ā
Now, whatās he suppose to do? Youāve never cried in front of him before. āAye, it's alright. You donāt need to cry. The memory loss is only temporary.ā
āIt is?ā
Shizuo doesnāt know if the amnesia is temporary or not but he'd say anything at this point to get you to stop crying. Plus, the doctors already said not to upset you while they try to make things right again. āOf course,ā Shizuo replies, his hand making its way to your cheek. His thumb feels like a piece of fabric on your skin. It barely touches you but your tears are gone. āIām gonna take care of you, so no more cryinā, kay?ā
You nod, trusting him fully. You wipe the bottom of your eyes and your nose with tissue from the Kleenex box by your bed. āDid you eat breakfast, yet?ā Shizuo asks as he reaches for the chocolates to have some for himself. To be honest, heās pretty hungry, He skipped breakfast to be here.
āNo. Not hungry.ā
Shizuo sighs. āYou have to eat. Itās the only way youāre going to get better. Why arenāt you hungry? Food not good?ā
The man watchs your eyes. You blink slowly and your pupils shift from left to right from time to time. āI donāt know. I guess. I donāt like hospital food.ā You tell him. He chuckles lightly. āItās the first morning youāre up and youāve already decided you donāt like the food?ā
This time, you didnāt answer. Itās clear what you think. āUmā¦ can I ask why you're dressed like that?ā You arenāt exactly able to tell why heād wear a bartending uniform unless he worked there. āAm I making you late for work?!ā
āOh, this? No, donāt worry.ā He looks down at himself. āMy brother, Kasuka, bought a bunch of these for me and I canāt let them go to waste.ā
Kasuka? That name seems familiarā¦maybe?
āI see. I think you look really good in it.ā Your face begins to heat up. Itās dawning on you that this man is so handsome and his voice isāugh~! Is he your boyfriend? āIām beginning to wonder how I was able to pull someone like you.ā
The man seems a bit shocked at the things you have to say. He hides his eyes with his sunglasses. āI should be the one asking that. Iām just a regular guy. Heal up fast so that we can get you homeāā
āWhat is it that you like about me?ā
That catches him off guard. āThereās a lot of things I like about you. Whyās that important now?ā Oh, the guilt that fills his body when he sees your expression falter just a little bit. āWell,ā You shift in the hospital bed. āI donāt remember you or how we met or why we are dating so I was curious.ā
āLike I said, the amnesia is temporary butāif itāll make you feel better then Iāll just tell you.ā Shizuo feels around in his pockets for a moment. āDamn, where did I put it?ā He thinks to himself. You patiently wait before him for a few moments before he pulls out something new. Itās a smartphone.
āThis is yours.ā He says, handing you the device. You take it from him, examining it a little. āMine?ā You tilt your head. āYeah, the other one got banged up in the accident. I got you a new one. Itās expensive, so donāt go droppinā it.ā
Your ears perk up. āHuh? O-Oh, Shizuo, you donāt have to do this. Please, anything wouldāve been fine.ā Your eyes pan over to Shizuoās phone that he left on the windowsill where he had placed the new flowers. He owns a simple flip phone. Surely, he could use a new phone, not you. You couldnāt remember phone numbers or any information that would make having a phone more useful.
āItās a gift. Just take it before I start regretting it.āĀ
You press your lips together. This man seems so selfless and sweet. You start to believe the claim that he is your boyfriend. So, it must be okay to express affection, right? You had to at least try.
āSh-Shizuo?ā You call softly, grabbing his attention for a brief moment. You motioned him to come to you and he listened, getting up from his chair completely. He was now at the edge of your bed. You still beckon him to come closer and so he bent down. No one can imagine what his face of subtle joy meant inside of him when you press a chaste kiss on his cheek. Your hand on the other side of his face is a soothing cold that gives him butterflies. You were actually touching him. You kissed him.
He wants to kiss you too butā¦
āThank you for everything.ā You smile again. He smiles too. āAnything for you.ā
Shizuo pulls away when he hears his phone ringing. He sighs, cursing under his breath and going to look at the caller ID. It read: āTom.ā You take note of Shizuoās reaction. āDo you have to goā¦?ā You try not to sound sad but naturally, because of your situation, you did. āYeah, but Iāll be back later, I promise.ā He places a hurried kiss on your forehead before finally answering his phone call.Ā
āYeah, yeah, Iām cominā. Letās make this round fast, I have things to doā¦ā And that was the last you heard of Shizuo. For now, at least. He didnāt answer your question.
Butterflies fill your belly and bloom into excitement. āShizuoā seems like such a good person. At least, you hope he is. You examine your new phone. Its thin and black with no charms or accessories. A very sleek design. This is something youād definitely drop.
You turn it on. It takes a few moments but youāre able to get it to boot up. When the lock screen loads, you are instantly met with new prompts.
āāāāāāāāāā
Please Choose Your Primary Language:
āŗ English
āŗ ę„ę¬äŗŗ
āāāāāāāāāā
You pick your desired language and move on to actually using the phone now. The phone chirps with a bell sound for every new notification that pops up. There are text boxes that would come up and tell you how to access certain features of the phone. And then you notice that there were texts from a person. An unknown number.
āāāāāāāāāā
From: (xxx) xxx - xxxx
Hey. Sorry, I had to run outta there.
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And about āus.ā
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We met at Raira Academy. We were best friends.
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I fell in love with you.
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You accepted me.
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And, since then, Iāve loved everything about you.
āāāāāāāāāā
His words almost bring you to tears. āShizuoā¦ā You quickly save his number under a better name.
āāāāāāāāāā
New Contact: Shizuo ā”
āāāāāāāāāā
You text him back.
āāāāāāāāāā
To: Shizuo ā”
Itās okay.
-
Thank you so much.
āāāāāāāāāā
Youāre in the middle of hitting āsendā when you hear your door open once again. You can tell from the shadow that its a tall man with short hair. Your face lights up. āOh, Shizuo?ā but then your smile falls. āOhā¦ā It, in fact, isnāt Shizuo. Instead, you are met with a dark haired man, wearing a particular coat with fur trim on the hood. He isnāt as tall as Shizuo either, being considerably shorter but still taller than you.
āIt seems that my sleeping beauty is finally awake.ā
You raise an eyebrow. ā āSleeping Beautyā? Who are you? Are we friends?ā You observe his body language. Itās cheery and open but it doesnāt match the tone of voice. āFriends? Of course, we are.ā He skips over to your chair, silently looking around the room. His gaze lingers on the fresh flowers.
āI see that your beloved Shizu-chan has already visited you. Too bad, I just missed him.ā He shrugs, shaking his head slowly. āShizu-chan? Whoāoh! Shizuo? Thatās a cute nickname.ā You laugh to yourself. āYes, Shizuo came through hereā¦ā You trail off, lowering your gaze. āIām sorry but Iām afraid I donāt remember your name.ā
āDo you know how long youāve been asleep?ā The man fidgets in his chair when he speaks. He plays with something that is in the pocket of his jacket, he leans back in the chair and forward. Itās like he canāt sit still. Something is brewing inside of him.
āUmāāĀ
āSix months. Thatās an awful long time. He hurt you that bad, huh? What a shame.ā The unknown man smirks, making sure to emphasize the appropriate keywords. You furrow your eyebrows. āHe? Someone did this to me?ā You ask, leaning forward in your bed.
āYou can call me Izaya Orihara. We were friends before your little situation and you seeāIām an informant. Iām always willing to help a friend remember her past.ā Izaya helped himself to one of the hospital-branded food items in front of you. It was a cup of orange juice. āNo one told me that somebody did this to me. The doctors said it was a car accident.ā You grip your bedsheets, heart-rate quickening.
āThatās what they told you? How tragic.ā He peels back the seal of the cup of juice and downed it in one gulp. āMmm.ā He hums with a scrunched nose. āA bit too sweet for my liking but decent for free stuff.ā
āExcuse me!ā
āOh! Forgive me. I knew youād say ānoā if I asked so I just thought I should help myself anyway.ā Izaya smiles a fake smile, subtly taking another one. āI donāt care about the juice. Explain to me what you mean. Who did this?! Is it being investigated?ā
Izaya suddenly jumps out of his seat. āWelp. Itās been real. I already got your number. Iāll text you. Because youāre my favorite human, Iāll give you a piece of advice. Take everything with a grain of salt from now on. Iām probably the only person you can trust.ā His voice conveys a sense of worry and desperation but his face only showed pure evil.
āHuh? Wait!ā You shout, trying to chase after him but your legs aren't working. āPlease!ā
āAw. Little girl canāt keep up? Maybe Iāll visit again. I just came by to see for myself that you survived. Glad you did. Bye-bye now!āĀ
āCome backā¦ā
Now, you are alone again. Physically, you arenāt. A team of doctors came in to take care of you. But emotionally, you are. The sky turns orange and purple as the sun sets. āWhereās Shizuo?ā You wish that you could walk so that you could at least look at the people below.
You pull out your phone. No new notifications. But thatās okay. You could just text first.
āāāāāāāāāā
To: Shizuo ā”
Hi.
-
I hope your day was okay.
āāāāāāāāāā
Almost a second later, you hear your phone make another bell sound. Eager, you rush to open the phone to see what he would say. But instead, you got an email.
You squint a bit. āThe Dollars? Whatās that?ā You mutter. The email has a link attached. Curious, you click the link. The destination is a dark-mode website with text that reads āDollars.ā Below, there is an empty white bar that has āpasswordā next to it. You go ahead and type the password from the email. It lets you in, prompting you to create a username. You try a few. They were all taken except for one.Ā
āāāāāāāāāā
Username: Usagi (available!)
āāāāāāāāāā
There was certainly no harm in talking in a few chatrooms to pass the time. You donāt have anyone else to talk to. Itās your first day awake and your only visitors were Shizuo and some guy named Izaya. They both felt familiar, though. You hope your memory will return soon.
Your door opens with a sudden āclunk!ā sound. Enter, Shizuo. āYou awake?ā
You perk up. āY-yes? Shizuo.ā You close the phone and sit it on the small table within your reach. You notice that he was holding a small bento box. āHow are you feeling?ā He asks. āStill getting headaches. My legs hurt too.ā You answered with a subtle frown. āYou need to take your medicine.ā
āI did.ā You quip. āIt just makes me tired, so I stalled.ā You add. Shizuo raises his eyebrows. āYou shoulda taken it earlier then. I hope you didnāt stay up for me.ā He runs his hand through his hair. A small blush covers your face. āW-Well, you did say you would be back soā¦ā
He shook his head. āNah, thatās no excuse. Donāt sit around in pain ācus of me.ā He then gives you the bento box. āYou remember Shinra?ā
āThank you and no. Who is he?ā
āJust a friend. He said he would stop by tomorrow. You think youāre up for it?ā
You open the box and are welcomed with warm food that blesses your nose. It smells so much richer than the hospital food. āYeah, sure.ā You smile before digging in. From the corner of your eye, you see Shizuo has made himself comfortable. āYou know visiting hours are almost over, right?ā
āWhat are they gonna do? Throw me out?ā The corner of his mouth upturns. You want to believe heās joking but his voice and attitude sound serious. āTheyāre not gonna let you stay.ā You frown.
āIād like to see them try to force me out.ā
Your blush at his determination to be with you. āSo, youāll stay overnight as well?ā
āYeah. Like hell Iām gonna leave you alone at a time like this.ā
āOh, Shizuo!ā You squeeze your eyes shut, grinning so hard that your cheeks are sore. Heās so nonchalant with his words and you canāt help but be moved at how unintentionally he conveys his attraction towards you. āHuh? What?ā He stares, rather confused at your behavior but your expression made him become flushed too. You place your hands on your cheeks. āI donāt know. You just sound rather romantic. I hope the rest of our relationship is like this.ā
āKind ofā¦ā He mutters. āI didnāt realize how much I take you for granted until I almost lost you. You deserve so much more.ā He sounds sincere. You grin fades and you open your eyes. āWas the accident that bad?ā You ask quietly. Shizuo nods. āEverything happened so fast. Iām just glad youāre alive.ā
āWell, Iām glad that I have you to take care of me. I donāt remember much but, already, youāre a beautiful person!ā You cheer, silently wishing you could leave this bed so that you could properly hug Shizuo. A small smile creeps up on his face. Even if you didnāt possess all of your memories, you are still somehow the person he fell in love with. He hopes that one day, he could marry you.
āHey.ā After a moment of silence, he calls you. āThink about some things you wanna do in Ikebururo. When youāre able to walk, Iāll take you.ā Your eyes widen at that proposal. āReally? How thoughtful.ā
Shizuo would be lying if he said he wasnāt still nervous right now. You seem to be okay now but he is still worried for your health. Soon, you catch him off guard.
āCan I kiss you?ā
āYeah.ā He replies instantly, placing an innocent kiss full of desperation on your lips. There are no words or actions he can use to convey how happy he felt. The blonde man smelled of cigarettes. A smell you recognized. Your lips are moist and soft with a hint of chapstick. Tender. The way you grip his vest sends him to heaven. The bartender raises his hand to the back of your head, the new growth of your hair short and soft. Kissing felt like fireworks going off. Things could only get better from here. It seemed like Shizuo was a reliable enough partner for getting better.Ā Ā
My name is Shahd, a girl from Rafah, a city that has tasted war and pain since the day I was born. Near the Philadelphi Corridor, life was simple yet filled with love. I dreamed of finishing my university studies, finding a job that would make me proud, and building a happy family with the one I love.
I married Badr, the love of my life. Heās a pharmacist who owned a small pharmacy where he spent hours helping others and easing their pain. Our wedding was modestāno grand celebrations, just love binding us together and hopes for a brighter future.
But war does not let dreams flourish. Just days after our wedding, an order came: "Evacuate immediately!" We left everything behindāour memories, our hard work, our home. Then came the airstrikes. Our house was destroyed, along with Badrās pharmacy, where he worked tirelessly, and even my university, where I had spent years pursuing my education, was turned to rubble.
Weāve moved from place to place, city to city, fleeing the death that seems to chase us. Now, we live in a tent in Khan Younis. A small tent that barely shelters us from the cold and rain. Badr tries to stay strong, but I see him every night staring into the void, as if asking himself, "Why did all of this happen?"
Weāre living in unbearable conditions. Food is scarce, water barely sufficient, and my dream of motherhood is on hold because we donāt even have enough to sustain ourselves. We havenāt had the chance to celebrate our marriage or feel a single day of happiness.
Today, Iām reaching out to you, with a heart weighed down by pain, to ask for your help. We need everything: food, water, medicine, and clothing. We need a chance to rebuild, to dream again, to live a life worthy of our humanity.
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Imagine him holding your hand and itās so gentle because hes afraid to hurt you
imagine every night he looks at you during dinner with awe because hes been through so m u ch and he has you now ??
Imagine sleeping next to him, and though hes afraid he will crush you, you put your hand on his chest and squeeze close to him and say you love him and he lightly squeezes back and says in a soft voice āyeah I love you tooā
Today you were just trying to avoid dealing with the constant disasters that seemed to plague Ikebukuro. With a soft sigh, you looked up at the sky. In the distance, gray clouds were forming on the outskirts of the town. They didnāt seem too menacing so you made your way to the fountain near the center of the city. Unknown to you, however, there was a particular blonde in a bartender outfit who had the same idea. You shoved one hand into the pocket of your blue jeans passing by the familiar sushi shop where a large man stood handing out flyers.
āHello, Simon. Out with the flyers again I see,ā you commented as you slowed your pace.
āAh (Y/n). It been long time since you come by. I make new sushi.ā Simon boasted and handed you a flyer.
You let your eyes skim the words and nodded a bit in approval, āSounds good Simon. Just donāt get caught in any rain.ā
Simon smiled brightly, āRain good for business. People come rushing inside with no choice and buy sushi. You come by I give discount dah.ā Simon said with a chuckle.
āMaybe later Simon,ā you responded as he continued yelling āRussia Sushi!ā and passing out flyers.
You folded the flyer, keeping it in your hand as you walked a few more blocks to your intended destination. There the fountain sat looking elegant in the pretty empty setting. Everywhere else was busy but the area around the fountain always seemed so empty but tranquil to you. You sat on the edge of the fountain, dipping your fingers one by one into the cold water. It was going perfectly fine considering how chaotic things had been lately. At least thatās what you thought until you heard the creaking of a lamp post breaking.
āWhy donāt you watch where youāre going punk!?!?ā screamed an all too familiar voice.
You grumbled a few profanities under your breath as you stood from your spot on the fountain. You made your way to the sound where you saw Shizuo and some guy. Shizuoās glasses were in the hands of a guy, who was wearing a yellow scarf and offering them back to Shizuo.
āI-Iām so s-sorry! I didnāt m-mean to!ā he apologized but Shizuo had no intention of forgiveness.
His cigarette was crushed under his shoe as he prepared to swing the pole. You took no time to stand in the way of the pair just on the outskirt of the trees surrounding the area. Shizuo stopped mid growl and looked at you, frowning as he refrained from swinging. You took the glasses from the guy and gave him a menacing glare as he bowed apologetically before sprinting in the opposite direction. You turned your attention to Shizuo.
āReally? Do you have to ruin this peaceful day?ā You asked as you looked up, meeting his eyes.
Truth be told, youāve known Shizuo for years. You were 18 and he was 19 when the two of you met for the first time. And although you two didnāt hang out often, you hardly ever saw his eyes underneath his glasses. Youād never admit it aloud but you liked when he didnāt have his glasses on.
āOh (Y/n). Itās you. Whatāre you getting in my way for? That kid knocked off my glasses.ā Shizuo said angrily.
You rolled your eyes and handed him his glasses back, āBecause youāre interrupting one of the only peaceful days we ever get.ā
Thunder clapped as the clouds rolled in closer. You sighed mentally thinking āSo much for a peaceful day with no rain.ā
Shizuo put his blue tinted glasses back on his face and dug into his pocket to retrieve his box of cigarettes since he didnāt get to finish the one he was originally smoking. He offered one to you which you took without hesitation. It was a habit youād picked up from Shizuo. You stuck the cigarette between your lips and Shizuo flipped open his Zippo lighter and held it to the end of your cigarette causing your cheeks to turn a light shade of pink as he did this. You took a drag of the cigarette and let the smoke stream from your lips.
āI should get going before it starts raining here,ā you said as an excuse to get out of the awkward silence that fell over the two of you.
āHey (Y/n)ā¦ā Shizuo said stopping you as you turned your back to him. His gaze was looking elsewhere as he took a second drag from his cigarette, āIām heading to Russia Sushi. Wanna come with?ā he offered.
You struggled to keep your eyes from getting wide and your cheeks from burning as you stuttered slightly on your words, āS-sure. Sounds g-good to me.ā
Shizuo nodded and began walking in that direction, shoving the light pole heād still been holding in the ground nearby. You let out a soft chuckle catching sight of Shizuo looking at you from the corner of his eye when he heard you. The closer you got to Russia Sushi, the more rain that started to fall from the sky. You and Shizuo reached an intersection, rain coming down harder, but the silence was fine. You both discarded the blunts of your cigarettes. The signal changed for you guys to cross and while everyone else was rushing around you to avoid the rain, itās not the first time you and Shizuo were out in the rain. The only difference was this time you werenāt trying to keep him from destroying the city or killing someone. The rain made your hair stick to your head like a wet mop. Halfway across the street someone running shoved you into Shizuo. Before you even had time to react Shizuo was holding the man in a business suit by his collar off the ground.
āHey!ā Shizuo started, rage visible even through his tinted glasses.
āPut him down,ā you whisper yelled seeing that the light was about to change and people were gawking at you two.
Shizuo clicked his tongue and tossed the man to the other side of the crosswalk and he got up, slipping and scampering away in terror. You grabbed Shizuo by the hand and dragged him across the street.
āJeez, Shizuo. You canāt be out here drawing attention to us like this. You know I like to just blend in.ā you scolded him, the rain now coming down in buckets it seemed.
Shizuo grumbled something under his breath but you already knew what it was about. You didnāt have to wonder. It was your work. Ever since Shizuo found out you worked under Izaya, it was as if he tried to make himself scarce. As if being around you would automatically attract Izaya to wherever the two of you are. You could see Russia Sushi in the distance and smiled a bit as you began running with Shizuo, or rather dragging him until he sped up on his own. You busted through the doors of Russia Sushi and Simon looked up smiling.
āAh, Shizuo. (Y/n). You come for sushi dah?ā he asked. Before you could say anything he nudged you guys to one of the private eating areas, āRussia Sushi get pretty busy now but I make special time for two of you. So rare for you two to come at same time. Miss seeing you together all the time. Like used to. Simon keep this area special for two of you.ā he explained as he moved the curtain.
It was hard for you not to smile because it was where you and Shizuo would eat when the two of you first became friends. You took your seat and Shizuo sat across the table from you on the cushions.
āI bring drinks. Usual dah?ā Simon asked and walked away without waiting for a response.
You sighed, glad the inside was warm as the two of you were dripping wet. Apparently, Shizuo had other thoughts. He undid his bow tie and took off his vest, unbuttoning the top three buttons of his white shirt, even though the rain made it see through.
āItās so hot in hereā¦ā Shizuo commented.
You laughed, āYou sure itās not just you?ā You were used to joking around like that in old times but the words escaped before you could stop them.
Shizuoās eyes widened a little bit before relaxing as he took them off, the lenses wet. He ran his hand through his hair and a simple smirk tugged at the edges of his lips. Your cheeks were now red as you turned your attention away. Simon walked in, setting your usual drinks on the table and walking back out with a wide grin.
āYou havenāt said something that cheesy to me in over a year.ā Shizuo pointed out as he tried not to laugh.
You rolled your eyes, āThat just shows how long itās been since weāve hung out here together.ā
You looked up as the curtain moved again, āI bring towels and dry shirts. No pants in size small enough for you two. Sushi coming up!ā Simon boasted before leaving, not giving you time to point out that you havenāt ordered.
Shizuo wasted no time stripping out of his wet shirt and drying his, admittedly sculpted, chest and his hair. You were drying your hair, but lost in thought as you watched Shizuo.
Shizuo, of course, noticed, āHey (Y/n). Whatās wrong?ā he asked, and your cheeks turned red. āYou getting sick or something?ā
You just shook your head and finished drying your hair, your blush darkening as you were about to change shirts. You gave Shizuo a look and he raised an eyebrow. You shouldāve known. Itās also not the first time Shizuo has seen you change. Simon brought two orders of the new sushi platter in for you two right when you finished pulling on the dry shirt.
āNew sushi special on house for lovebirds. Simon miss you two and wish you come buy sushi more often!ā Simon said, leaving you two in silence.
āLovebirds huh? I donāt remember confessing my love for you,ā you said jokingly āyetā Ā you thought to yourself, but Shizuo didnāt react as he stared at you. He stood up, effortlessly stepping over the short table and sitting beside you as he took a bite of sushi, āShizuo?ā
āHm?ā he asked, acting as if nothing was wrong at the moment but the lack of space between the two of you made you a bit nervous.
Shizuo picked up sushi, feeding it to you on occasion. You said nothing as you tried to muster up some courage. Courage to actually confess your feelings for the blonde superhuman beside you. All of the times heās saved you and all the times youāve kept him from killing people. It was hard not to fall for his calm but short-tempered demeanor. You hadnāt realized that you were wearing matching shirts that were still a size too big that read 'Russia Sushi make love!ā on the back and 'Everyone love sushi.ā on the front.
ā(Y/n)/Shizuo I-ā you both stopped as you spoke simultaneously.
āYou first.ā Shizuo insisted.
You turned your gaze down before staring at the sushi, āS-Shizuoā¦ for a long time now Iāve been meaning to tell you thatā¦ I like youā¦ā you mumbled.
āAre youā¦ confessing to me (Y/n)?ā Shizuo asked, his cheeks lightly tinted pink as you nodded.
There was an unbearable silence for almost a minute. You looked up to say something but was interrupted by Shizuoās lips on yours. Your eyes widened but then relaxed as you kissed him back. Simon came back to offer refills but stopped seeing the kiss.
Simon slowly backed out saying in a soft tone, āRussia Sushi make love,ā causing you two to break apart laughing softly.
āI like you too. A lot.ā Shizuo admitted.
You rolled your eyes, āI got that from the kiss Shizuo.ā
Shizuo shoved another piece of sushi in his mouth, the two of you holding hands as you ate side by side.
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- Due to how intimidating he is, I feel like he probably hasnāt dated much, if at all.
- Something about you makes him go,Ā āHuh, this could work.ā
- You were probably friends with him and Shinra in high school, whether or not Izaya was included in that is up to you. Might just be me, but I feel like Shizuo prefers knowing the person for awhile instead of those random people in public, you know?
- He isnāt too big on PDA, but thatās just because of his personality. You are not the reason he doesnāt really like it, nor is it a reputation thing. Itās just him.
- He worries about you whether youāre with him or not, but like, all of the normal reasons aside (whether youāre eating or sleeping enough, the good stuff,) he has pissed people off, whether it was because he was just doing his job or someone tried picking a fight and obviously lost, people arenāt always as scared of him as they are looking for revenge.
- He likely teaches you how to fight, or if not him, he probably has Celty do it. Honestly, thatās probably the safest thing, ha ha.
- Shizuoās biggest fears in regards to your relationship is that Izaya will pull something (like framing him again or something), or that heāll be the one to hurt you, verbally or accidentally in a physical manner. (I mean, heās a strong man.)
- You, however, refuse to believe heāll ever hurt you like that. Like, you know there should probably be a bit of concern there, but heās a total softie, especially when it comes to you. You put your complete trust in him and he loves you so much.
Hi! Your blog is so cute! Can I please get some general fluff hcs for shizuo and walker??? I saw they're some of your favs and they're mine too
Omg you absolutely can. I love these dudes. <3Ā
Nothing melts Shizuo faster than his s/oās soft gentle touches. He almost feels like he doesnāt deserve to be treated so gently. Heās the strongest guy around but you handle him like he could break at any second? Itās so unreal to him.Ā
When you first met him he was kind of curt and sometimes even harsh so you thought he didnāt like you for some reason. He was actually just so nervous around you he wasnāt sure how to act and was afraid heād say something stupid. It definitely took him a while to soften up but once he did his crush was pretty obvious.Ā
Youāre one of the very few people who can calm him when his temper flairs. Not on all occasions of course, some things are just too serious for him to come down from. But if he gets unreasonably pissed over something kind of small and silly heās easily calmed by his s/o and will even be a little embarrassed after.Ā
The first time you spend the night at his place heās a nervous wreck. It probably isnāt planned ahead. You 2 were just out and about when it got late. You didnāt want to go all the way back to your place and when you asked to stay at his he just couldnāt say no to you. His place was a mess and he was so embarrassed. But seeing you climb into his bed in one of his shirts was the best thing heās ever seen in his life.Ā
At least he thought so until he woke up next to you in the morning. Cute bed head? Sleepy eyes and little yawns? A big stretch that makes his shirt ride up your thighs? This man is weak, heās so fucking weak for you.Ā
Walkerās number one love language is quality time. Heās always seen conjoined at the hip with you just like he is with Erika and most of his pals. If he can heāll spend every waking minute with you. As a matter of fact when your relationship gets serious heās the first one to bring up moving in together. He wants to move into your place though, itās bigger and you have nice shelves to keep manga on.
Activities, so many activities. He doesnāt really sit still. Walker plans really fun and creative dates almost every day. You can never get bored with this energetic cutie.Ā
That doesnāt mean thereās no downtime at all though. When heās all tired out from the day he loves to just sit with you between his legs and read some light novels. If heās feeling super affectionate heāll press little kisses to the top of your head between chapters.Ā
Erika absolutely loves you and it makes Walker so happy. Itās really important that you get along with his friends. He does get a little jealous when you 2 hang out without him. His best pals going out without him? So rude.
So. Many. Selfies. Walker takes at least 3 pictures of or with you a day. A lot of them end up getting printed out and hung up somewhere in his home. He just loves to see your cute face everywhere he goes. He also uses those super cutesy photo editors that give you guys whiskers and cat ears. His phone lock screen is always set to whatever his current favorite picture of you is that week.Ā
hi may i request headcanons with shizuo with a tiny fem! s/o? Like she's 4.8 thx
frequently picked up by shizuo. he does it so casually too. theyāre walking around town together and his s/o is standing at some display window for too long? aĀ āletās get goingā wonāt help? pickĀ āem up and keep going.
piggy back rides, too.
convenient when they need someone to pick something up thatās too high up. convienient for shizuo when he drops something and has them pick it up for him with ease.
catch shizuo still being the little spoon from time to time when the two are cuddling
their... hands... are so TINY??? their whole hand just melts in his PALM
although he initially hated the idea of it, once he saw his s/o wearing one of his shirts and practically drowning in it, he wonāt ever complain if they steal his clothes.
shizuo always gets their clothing size wrong too. sometimes he buys them a cute print tee or fuzzy socks or anything that reminds him of them as a present, but itās always too big on them. still damn cute either way.
Apparently a lot of people want to hold hands with Shizuo XD i mean, i get it. Anyway this was in regards to this post where I asked Shizuo stans to tell me what they would do if they were hanging out with Shizuo. I've only gotten three replies and i want at least 15 before I start getting into the platonic reader insert fic. Please say something even if someone else has said it! That just means I'll definitely implement it somehow! Race age gender height weight doesn't matter! All you have to do to reply is be a fan of Shizuo!! It's platonic only!!
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Shizuo always tries to control himself around you. Its hard though, heās a man who naturally wants to fight, who wants to express himself physically, who had just too much strength and could easily hurt you. But he tries, lord does he try. He breathes deeply, inhales and exhales, as he backs you up against the wall, grits his teeth because the way you are looking up at him makes his gut flip. His hands ache to grab you, to hold you, to move you into positions that would be considered indecent in public society. He doesnāt of course, because heās in control. Ā
But then his lips touch yours and that oxygen heās had in his lungs punches out of him almost painfully, because itās you, its how you taste and smell and feel. How could he ever lie to himself and hope to contain himself when you moan so nicely for him, open so beautifully for his tongue and let him devour you to the fullest.
The press of his lips, the stroke of his tongue, has his own body tingling and when your fingers slide into his blonde hair and tug just a bit, he thinks he grows dizzy. Heiwajime canāt actually think beyond the way you feel under him, the way your skin dimples just a smidge under his grasping fingers and the way you welcome him over and over into your mouth. You are breathless, despite being able to take in short puffs of air through your nose, its never enough. Heās taking and taking and never letting you replenish enough.
You think he might be losing himself; you know you certainly are. He tastes like cigarettes and the chocolate cake from earlier. He is groaning, trying to pull away and failing from the way your hands anchor him in place. Your teeth sink into his lower lip, and he jerks, you feel him shiver, you feel his muscles tense for a moment before you soothe the spot with a gentle lick.
āDonāt test me,ā he growls against you, pulling away just enough so his breath brushes your skin.
You laugh, āYouād never hurt me.ā
And he can tell you believe it wholeheartedly, and maybe, just maybe, a small part of him begins to believe it too.
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