[ Shizuo's hand is shaking as he attempts to reign in his anger, but it's hard with the pulse of adrenaline making his breaths a bit heavier.
He could crush him so easily, especially now. So easily; when he leans in closer to bite his cupcake, he almost tries, but bites the inside of his cheek hard until he tastes copper in his mouth. When he announces it's too sweet for his rich palette, Shizuo turns his face towards him, eyes expressing the black stain Izaya left on his heart. Too bad he's not wearing sunglasses. The louse can see everything.
He settles - with a deep scowl - for a small pleasure; reaching up to use the bit of icing as an excuse to pinch the fuck out of his cheek, no doubt reddening or bruising it. ]
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He could crush him so easily, especially now. So easily; when he leans in closer to bite his cupcake, he almost tries, but bites the inside of his cheek hard until he tastes copper in his mouth. When he announces it's too sweet for his rich palette, Shizuo turns his face towards him, eyes expressing the black stain Izaya left on his heart. Too bad he's not wearing sunglasses. The louse can see everything.
He settles - with a deep scowl - for a small pleasure; reaching up to use the bit of icing as an excuse to pinch the fuck out of his cheek, no doubt reddening or bruising it. ]
Sit down.