Izaya x reader: J'ai besoin de vous 4
I DO NOT OWN DRRR! OR YOU I JUST OWN THE PLOT LINE AND MY READER'S ACTIONS<3. READ AND REVIEW PLEASE!
You had to cover your mouth to keep from screaming. Tears flew from your face as you shook your head in disbelief. Shizuo Heiwajima, the strongest man in Ikebukuro, had been kidnapped or even killed! Without thinking, you picked up your phone and dialed the first name in your contacts.....Izaya Orihara. Luckily, he picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?" he said, in a rough tone
"H-hello?" you said shyly, you hadn't been in a phone conversion in years.
"Amay! It isn't like you to call me." He replied in his happy sing song voice.
"I-Izaya c-can you just c-come g-g-get me?"
"I'll think about it" he sung, hanging up.
For hours you sat alone in the pitch black apartment with your suitcase and teddy bear hugged to your chest, waiting for Izaya to come get you. Hours passed and you still hadn't heard from the raven haired man. Something told you that you couldn't stay in this apartment much longer but you ignored your intuition and waited for Izaya.
At 3am, you heard your apartment door open and your heart skipped a beat. You quietly inched toward the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife.
"W-who's there?" you said, so low that not even a bat could hear you.
Suddenly you felt a pair of arms grab your waist tightly. Your breathing stopped and you lifted up the knife, preparing to stab whoever was behind you.
"I hope you weren't planning to use that on me?" the male said, his lips just barely grazing your sensitive neck.
"Geezus Izaya you scared the shit out of me!" you said blushing. Izaya was touching you in such an intimate way. You had never been touched like that and Izaya had never touched anyone like that
"I-Izaya let me go" you said, squirming out of his grip and retrieving your needed items. When you returned you grabbed Izaya's hand, making him pause in whatever snooping around he was doing.
"W-what are you doing?" he asked.
"U-um I'm kind of scared and I read somewhere that holding hands helps to stimulate hormones that -" Izaya cut you off by pulling your body into his arms.
"You shouldn't be scared, I'm here after all?" he whispered in your ear, softly biting it.
For some reason, this girl had The Great Izaya Orihara's heart on his sleeve. The girl's reserved personality, her vulnerability, her naivety, her [h/c] hair, and her sparkling [e/c] eyes. Gosh, what on the earth was wrong with him. Was he developing some type of human emotion for the girl?
"O-Oui? Can we g-go?" you blushed, tugging softly on his jacket sleeve. He nodded and ran straight toward the window and jumped out. You screamed you had nothing to hold onto but your suitcase and teddy bear and you couldn't let either one go because they'd go flying into oblivion. Izaya chuckled at the distress on your face. The fear stricken look amused him greatly. The raven haired male dropped you on the ground.
"What the hell is your damn problem?" you asked, while slapping him hard enough to leave a red mark.
"You asked to be let go." he said, rubbing his stinging cheek.
"That was when we were in the apartment" you yelled. He chuckled, pulling you close to him and leading you to a small car.
*time skip brought to by the color purple"
"Izaya can you please help me find out who kidnapped Shizuo?" you asked, lugging your stuff into the house.
"Hmm I don't give out information for free"
"I am an information broker"
"Oh, that's so cool!"
"If you want information it's going to cost you!"
"Cost me what?"