the deception game // izaya orihara x reader |oneshots+headcannons|

04 ; surprise

requested by: @jojo1762  ♥

(name) was panicking. Her heart pounding heavily, threatening to leap out of her chest as she pulled at the coarse rope bindings wrapped tightly around her wrists. Everything was pitch black, she was unable to see anything - except she might have been able to see had there not been a bag over her head.
In case you are wondering, this is almost a normal occurrence for someone like (name) (last/name)- or anyone invloved with Izaya in general. Being his significant other, she knew full well what he came with- she read the terms and conditions. And so now could only hope this was one of those times, that this was all Izaya's plan.
Because if his stupidity had gotten her kidnapped again, heaven help him-

The sound of light footsteps echoing off the walls causes her to sit up stiffly on what seemed to be a chair. She had been knocked out for who knows how long and those footsteps were fast approaching. She in fact, recognized the light tapping sound. It just had to be-

"Surprise~!" Suddenly the fabric that restricted her vision was flung off her, causing her to immediately squeeze her eyes shut and hiss as the light stung her eyes. Even if she was temporarily blind at this point, she didn't need vision to decipher that cocky voice.
"Izaya..." she growled through gritted teeth, eyes clenched shut. He smiled and nodded, "Well done, little human~!" He grins childishly and pats her head gingerly.
Opening her eyes slightly, she let herself become used to the light and blinked twice at the grinning male before suddenly bursting into flames-

"IZAYA WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

Izaya raised an eyebrow and let his mouth hang agape, as if he was surprised by her sudden outburst. He wasn't. "Now, now (name)-chan... is that really how you treat someone who planned your birthday out~?"
"I DON'T - Wait..." She blinked again, "My.. birthday..?"
Her eyes widened; while she had been lost in his silly shenanigans she had also lost track of time. It seemed (day), (month) had finally arrived...

Izaya sighed and shook his head with an sympathetic smile, "What am I going to do with you, (name)-chan..." Before she could respond, he had slipped behind her chair and pushed her forward into an eloquently decorated table. Her eyes widened again as they darted around the room.

For the first time, she took a good look at the room she was being held hostage in. It was large, spacious and well furnished. The laminated floors were a soft wood colour, constrasting with the vibrant green of the few plants that had been dotted around the room. The spotless, white walls were sparsely decorated with small frames of abstract art and shelves of books. The room was furnished with a large white sofa and a dove grey rug, an intricate chandelier hanging from the centre of the room.

Now (name)'s mouth hung agape.
The room was also peppered with candle lights, dispersing a vanilla scent into the air. And perhaps the most noticeable feature of the room, was the large glass screen door that seemed to lead to a balcony, a breath taking view of the city below. (name) didn't recognize this place, so it must have been one of Izaya's other apartments.

Her eyes scanned over the cream linen table cloth, underneath candles and beautiful china in shock. "You.... did this...?" she murmered to him, unable to keep the surprise from her voice.

"Yep~! Well... Credit where it's due, Namie helped too-" He replied, thinking back to how he gad practically dragged the sulking woman into helping him. She complained the entire time.
"Ah and... why did you have to kidnap me for this?" She enquired, her tone softening.
"To keep it a secret of course!" Izaya exclaimed, hands spread out in his usual hand gestures as if it was all obvious.
"...Oh..........?"
"Never you mind that, (name)-chan~ The only thing you have to worry about tonight is having fun~!" He disappeared from her sight, probably into another one of his rooms, allowing her time to admire the room decor more.

The clink of metal pulled her from her thoughts as she noticed Izaya had placed a silver platter infront of her. He had replaced his trademark fur coat for a black blazer, just for the occasion.
"I-Izaya.. Y-you're wearing a blazer..." she stuttered, staring at him.
"I know, just for you- (name)-chan~ But I can always take it off if you want~" he smirked, throwing her a wink.
Izaya is Izaya.
A blush flooding her cheeks, she shook her head quickly, making him chuckle and sit opposite her, revealing the course under the steel dome to be (favourite food).
"Eat up~!"
(name) licked her lips, the sight of the food evoking the hunger that lay dormant within her.
One problem.
"Ah... Izaya I'm still tied up.."
"So you are..."
A quick flick of silver shredded the rope binding her wrists, he flashed her a devilish smirk and pocketed the knife, sitting down.
The rest of the meal was punctuated with comfortable silence and lively philosophical ramblings... Although it was mainly Izaya talking, (name) didn't mind. She wasn't annoyed as she would normally be, even enjoying his company for once.

When that was over, it was of course his turn to give her the gift.

"Close your eye's (name)-channn~! No peeking~!" he explained childishly, making her giggle and close her eyes as she was pushed onto the couch.
She heard his retreating footsteps and gripped the edge of the couch in anticipation, biting her lips slightly as she heard him come back.

"Hold out your hands..."
She did as she was told.
"Here's the first part of your gift..."
Suddenly, a warm fluffy sensation was placed into her hands as her eyes flew open in shock, even more surprised to find a small, black kitten within her hands.
It looked up at her with small sapphire eyes and meowed.
"Oh... My... Goodness... iT'S ADORABLE~!" she squealed, cradling the small bundle of fur gently as Izaya looked on proudly with a smirk.
"How did you know??" (Name) looked up at him with happiness and confusion.
Izaya shrugged, the smile never leaving his face. "I had a hint-"
The hint being Namie, of course.

Spending a couple of more moments playing with the small kitten, (name) looked up at him with a grin. "And the second part of the present?"

Izaya smirked, grabbing her forearm and smashing his lips against hers in a bruising kiss before pulling back to whisper in her ear, "It's in the bedroom..."