[Hey Yuu, did you notice how ~amazingly breathtaking~ Izaya is today? I mean, man, the guy can really pose in this chair like a freaking ~marble statue~
However since he is not a ~statue~, just ~perfect~ like one, he looks at Yuu and grins an ~amazing bishounen smile~, dark eyes mischievous.]
[Of course, as luck would have it, Izaya is currently regarding Yuu as equally *delicious* but that's another story entirely.]
This whole event's been weird, huh? I finally just had to come down here...
[Didn't think partial melancholy could be ~beautiful~? Guess again! He shrugs ~gracefully~, his jacket just barely slipping off one ~perfect~ and ~lithe~ shoulder.]
Is something wrong...? [Izaya does ~softly~ inquire even though I just simile'd him akin to a ~statue~ not two tags ago. He ~perfectly~ readjusts his jacket, his ~ethereal~ gaze never once straying from Yuu.]
It could have been worse, I think. I did find something in~ter~est~ing though. [His voice is that of finely spun ~silk~, perfectly ~smooth~ and with many more ~tildes~ than ~necessary~. He beckons Yuu over with a ~perfect~ motion of his ~ivory~ hand.]
[Izaya seems ~pleased~ by this reaction and ~leisurely~ rises from the chair. He seems to take a deep breath, and then he steps out into the bright glow of the midday sun.
Izaya in the sunlight is shocking. His skin, white despite a faint flush, literally sparkles, like thousands of tiny diamonds are embedded in the surface. He stands perfectly still in the hallway, shirt's v-neck leaving a good portion exposed over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating neck bare. A perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble, glittering like crystal.]
[~*~*~*~*Dazzling*~*~*~*~ isn't it? Izaya would think so too except he's too busy lunging forward and pinning Yuu to the wall at some ~ridiculous~ speeds, all the while grinning down at him like ~a smouldering anti-hero who gets all the ladies and men at the same time~]
Mm..? But I did want to show you~ [He murmurs ~lightly~, still regarding the kid beneath him as any starving and ~pure~ ~Epicurean~ would be doing at this moment.]
Except Yuu will stop once he notices him to greet him.]
Izaya?
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However since he is not a ~statue~, just ~perfect~ like one, he looks at Yuu and grins an ~amazing bishounen smile~, dark eyes mischievous.]
Oh? Hey there, Yuu~
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wow
Izaya
um
Yuu just kinda...stands there, at a loss for words for a minute.]
...............H-hey.
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This whole event's been weird, huh? I finally just had to come down here...
[Didn't think partial melancholy could be ~beautiful~? Guess again! He shrugs ~gracefully~, his jacket just barely slipping off one ~perfect~ and ~lithe~ shoulder.]
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Yuu swallows, totally confused by everything ever.]
It uh...yeah.
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[He rubs his neck self-consciously. There are some mostly-healed bite marks there already.]
Are you...okay? With the event?
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What is it...?
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Izaya in the sunlight is shocking. His skin, white despite a faint flush, literally sparkles, like thousands of tiny diamonds are embedded in the surface. He stands perfectly still in the hallway, shirt's v-neck leaving a good portion exposed over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating neck bare. A perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble, glittering like crystal.]
This~
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Yuu just
stares]
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I'm also really hungry...~
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Okay, that kind of breaks the spell a little bit.]
Y-you could have just said so!
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He doesn't speak, but his expression is ~gentle~, as if to say, "Why would I do that~?"]
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