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|Izaya Orihara x Fem!Reader|
(Durarara!!)
Izaya eyed the tub of popcorn resting in [Name]'s arms.
It'd been a while since he last had a piece. Maybe she'd let him have some now?
Her eyes were glued to the large movie theater screen, and she lifted the large Coke from the arm of her seat to take a sip. She wasn't paying any attention to the tub (or to him) at all. Unconsciously, his fingers twitched in anticipation. He casually reached out—slowly, but not slow enough to arouse suspicion, nor fast enough to draw her attention. He felt a triumphant smirk stretch across his face as his fingers approached the edge of the tub...
...and was promptly slapped away.
"Izaya!" she hissed, setting down the large cup on the opposite arm of the chair—the one farthest from him.
"But [Name]-chan!" he whined loudly, drawing some irritated glares and annoyed 'shh!'s.
She shushed him, leaning forward so that she could whisper without disturbing the surrounding people. "You ate over half the tub before the movie even started," she chided softly, giving him an exasperated look.
Izaya pouted at her, giving her the most pathetically cute puppy dog look he could muster. "But that was a long time ago!"
"Izaya, the movie just started."
He glanced at the screen, where the opening credits were flashing.
"...still a long time ago."
She just shook her head, wrapping her arms tighter around the tub, holding it firmly away from his yearning fingers. Izaya's pout deepened, and he leaned back in his seat, arms crossed childishly. [Name] ignored him, instead choosing to redirect her attention back to the large screen. He watched mournfully as a slender hand dove into the half-empty tub, pulling a few pieces out and popping it into parted, pretty lips.
Suddenly, it hit him.
Smirking deviously, he threw an arm around [Name]'s shoulders. She started, head snapping towards him in surprise, eyes widened and head tilted in confusion.
He didn't miss the faint pink blush dusting her cheeks.
Before she could turn away, he leaned forward and kissed her straight on the lips. He greedily swallowed her gasp of shock, holding her firmly in place with the arm anchored around her shoulders. With the other arm, he slyly slid past her loosened grip on the popcorn tub, pulling away from her lips with a smug smile on his face and a hand full of the salty snack.
He held back his laughter in her wide-eyed, gaping face, instead opting to toss a few pieces into his mouth.
He saw her face turn from pink to red in the soft glow of the theater screen, and a dangerous look flashed across her face. "You," she started in a low whisper, narrowing her eyes at him, "are a manipulative jerk."
Izaya smiled innocently at her. "Who, me?"
"You kissed me just to get popcorn!" Her voice, although quiet to avoid disturbing their fellow movie watchers, was outraged.
He just shrugged at her glare, reaching over to snag another few pieces of popcorn, much to her irritation.
"Fine," she growled, shooting him a nasty glare, "you want popcorn? Here."
With that, she dumped the entire tub onto his head, crossed her arms angrily, and returned her attention to the screen, determined to ignore him for the rest of the movie.
Izaya blinked. Then he shrugged, plucked a stray piece of popcorn from his hair, and popped it into his mouth, absently pulling her closer with the arm still around her shoulders—which, he thought in amusement, she never noticed he'd kept in place. He (briefly) got her attention, a kiss, and a whole lot of popcorn (even if it was no longer in a tub).
Now he just had to steal the drink.
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word count: 625
2 new stories?? in less than a week??
the world is ending, I know. or maybe my writer's block is finally coming to an end? :D
well, I hadn't written anything for this dumb,lovable trashcan in a while, so I was like, why not? please excuse how rushed it is xD I wrote this little thing during class while my teacher was reviewing for an upcoming test (which I should probably study for...) so it wasn't a huge, well-thought out story LOL.
just some fluff to choke on <3
2 new stories?? in less than a week??
the world is ending, I know. or maybe my writer's block is finally coming to an end? :D
well, I hadn't written anything for this dumb,
just some fluff to choke on <3
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"Now he just had to steal the drink".... Izaya, Izaya don't get mad when you walk out the theater soaked😂😂