(Izaya's definitely alive, and walking alongside Shinra, isn't he? It's a trip to be the only thing Shinra has to grasp at familiarity like he finally can get more than what he's been bargaining for all these years, exceeding the scraps of attention and care that Shinra tosses at him every now and then.
He doesn't know what to do, truly. Overjoyed and absolutely terrified, that's all Izaya feels, and it exacerbates once Shinra takes his hand. It's soft, much like the man's skin, and it makes him feel like his hand might as well just drop from his body. That chill on his spine is quite powerful and it makes his body shudder a little bit.
Not a big deal to whom, you ass? Even if he doesn't pull it back.)
It wins being stuck in the Headquarters with nothing to do, I'll tell you that. Either way, of course I do care, even if it's on the basis of self-preservation. I don't think they got to choose, though.
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He doesn't know what to do, truly. Overjoyed and absolutely terrified, that's all Izaya feels, and it exacerbates once Shinra takes his hand. It's soft, much like the man's skin, and it makes him feel like his hand might as well just drop from his body. That chill on his spine is quite powerful and it makes his body shudder a little bit.
Not a big deal to whom, you ass? Even if he doesn't pull it back.)
It wins being stuck in the Headquarters with nothing to do, I'll tell you that. Either way, of course I do care, even if it's on the basis of self-preservation. I don't think they got to choose, though.