The Fall of Izaya Orihara

Chapter 35

Izaya's POV

It didn't take us long to get back to my apartment, however in that time I had dozed off on Shizu-chan's back. He woke me up for my key, as he still didn't have one, despite him basically living here at this point. I yawned as I climbed off of his back, reaching into my pocket and fishing out my key. I handed it to the blond who promptly unlocked the door, letting us inside. I quickly shut and locked the door behind us, securing all five locks whenever I was home. I stretched as I walked up the stairs to my room, grabbing some shorts and one of Shizuo's long sleeved shirts I had taken from him. I placed my clean clothes on the bed, before exiting my room. I turned hesitantly to stare down into the living room, where my boyfriend was splayed out on the couch, shuffling through channels on the television.
"Ne, Shizu-chan?" I questioned, embarrassment turning my cheeks red.
"Hmm?" He paused his search for an adequate show to look back at me.
"I was wondering...if you wanted to take a bath with me?" I asked quietly, rubbing the back of my neck and averting my gaze. I glanced back after a moment to see his face a bright shade of red, his mouth open like a gaping fish. I couldn't help but giggle at his expression, my hand covering my mouth. Shizu-chan regained his composure after a moment, nodding his head curtly as he got up. However, his cheeks did nothing to hide his feelings.

Once we were both inside the bathroom, I drew the bath, adding a concoction of different bubble baths to the hot water. After the tub was full, we faced away from each other and took off our clothes, throwing them in the hamper at the corner of the room. We turned to face eachother again, and I couldn't help but stare.
Few scars stood out on his large frame, and I took it that he didn't scar easily, unlike myself. He was well built, with defined muscles and abs. I flushed realizing he was staring back at me, and I turned away from him. I promptly went and sat on the stool, rinsing my hair. Shizuo seemed to take a hint and gently began lathering my hair with shampoo, massaging my scalp as he did so. I sighed at the feeling, nearly purring like a cat.
He then rinsed my hair and scrubbed my back, before I rinsed myself off completely. I did the same to him, scrubbing his hair and back.

I settled in the tub first, internally thanking myself for deciding to go for a larger tub when I was first designing the layout of my penthouse. Shizu-chan followed in after me, and we both sighed as we relaxed in the warm water. Much to Shizuo's surprise, I pulled out a small rubber duck, placing it into the water. I flicked it towards him, and he looked at it in slight confusion before flicking it back towards me.
"Does it have a name?" He questioned, watching as I played with it like a child. I gave a nod, chuckling as I replied, "Of course! I named it after you, Shizu-chan!" He gave a confused laugh, grabbing the duck from its place in front of me, holding it next to his face. "How is there any resemblance??" He asked, raising a brow at me as he squeezed the duck, making it let out a loud squeak.
I laughed as I grabbed the duck from him, "Isn't it obvious? It's yellow and it yells! Just like you!"
Shizuo pouted at me, his cheeks reddening, "Fair..."

I turned away from Shizu-chan, my head resting on his stomach as I sunk further into the tub, letting myself relax. He quietly toyed with my hair, his cheeks still pink. We stayed like that until our fingers were pruned, comfortable and quiet.
Shizuo got out first grabbing a towel and drying off his hair and body before wrapping it around his waist. I got out after him, and he handed me a towel. I did the same, before pulling out a scale, much to the brutes surprise. "Habit..." I mumbled as I stood on the scale, looking down as the numbers settled. '52.5 kg' The scale read, and Shizuo jabbed me in the ribs lightly. "You're too skinny..."
Shizuo weighed himself after me, curios as to how much he weighed. '71.4 kg'
Afterwards we headed back to my room, changing into our pajamas. His shirt was huge on me, despite him only being taller by a few inches. It was baggy and the sleeves went past my hands, the bottom of the shirt nearly hiding my shorts completely. Shizu-chan simply wore some sweatpants and a basic white t-shirt.  We settled into bed, both of us exhausted. I fell asleep quickly in his arms, warm and content.

Lowkey based off of what me and my ex gf used to do. It was completely nonsexual. It was nice
God I'm touch starved