Can I have your intestines? I think they will make lovely decorations in the streets of Ikebukuro~
As long as that person is happy, as long as I can stay by their side, and that they accept my love, I'll be fine.
And if you even think about getting close to them I'll kill you.
Ahh, it hurts... M!A Status: N/A
This is an RP blog with the DRRR!! fandom but if you ask, Yan will surly answer. But ask at your own risk! He is a yandere after all... More info found in nav
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Can’t bring myself to write starters tho fkdajngsg /falls/ I’ll be lurking ish or at least be back later~~ Hopefully I’m back into things and stuff. I hope you all have a wonderful day/night ]
Normally he would have felt a pang of rejection and hurt at the other’s words…he should have accepted it by now but he couldn’t help it. Yan loved him…but he would never return the love in the way Mo wanted him too. But right now he was just so happy to have him back, to know that he was okay. He smiled through his tears, sniffling and wiping the salty droplets from his eyes .
“I-It’s okay…s’not y-your fault..” his voice was thick and raspy from crying so hard. “I-I’m so glad y-you’re okay.” he whispered, gently laying his head on the other’s chest and hearing his heart beat. It was such a beautiful sound…
Yan’s gaze lay softly on Mo’s form as he brought a hand to entangle it in dark locks and stroke it comfortingly. “I’m glad to be back…ahaha. I bet the reason why I was able to come back was thanks to Mo-kun somehow ne?” The brunet hugged the man’s head to his chest and giggled happily. “After all~ Mo-kun is very precious to me!”
He was glad Mo was there with him and has been with him throughout this whole episode that just happened. Really, he couldn’t see anyone help him get through whatever he went through better than his most cherished and loved friend. “Thanks for everything~” He placed a kiss on the taller man’s head before resting his cheek in it’s place. “Hey, wanna stay over since you’re already here?”
His ears flattened more beneath his hood. It was unsettling to be the subject of interest for once. He was the one who was supposed to be watching his humans, not the other way around. And to know it wasn’t even for a job only made it worse.
He jumped when the other took his arm, inspecting it closely with care he had not had directed towards him in years, not even from Shrina during his monthly check ups. “Please don’t feel responsible for this. It happens enough on a regular basis.” he stated, taking his arm back carefully. Even more unsettling was this person knew where he lived it seemed and he huffed. “Alright, I’ll pretend that you don’t know where I live, and I’ll invite you over for tea.” He wanted to know just why this particular man seemed so knowledgeable of him.
“Tea sounds nice but how about I make it and you just sit on your leather couch and relax,” he suggested, casually disregarding his knowledge of the informant. He didn’t want Izaya moving unnecessarily. Rather he would want the raven haired man to see a doctor right away and make sure that the injury wasn’t that serious. But he won’t go against the other’s decisions. For now.
He walked being Izaya as he looked out for anyone suspicious or any more goons that might come out and attack the man again. Until they were safely on the informant’s floor and inside his flat, only then, did Yan relax and let a very concerned expression cross his face. “If you don’t mind, I’ll be using your kitchen and need to know where you keep your tea.”
Gunshots in broad daylight? Really? Who the fuck was stupid enough to do that. Kyohei had stepped out to see who, when he was bumped into a small brunet who just— “Oi!” He shouted and turned, and when he turned his head again to see that the bullets were being sprayed at the hat thief, The brunet hopped back into the van. As the leader of the Van gang, he had a right to order the others around, so Having Togusa speed up next to the others, and Erika and Walker grabbing Yan by the shoulders, and closing the doors and then speeding off. Kadota turned to the other. “Can I have my hat back, kid?”
Yan blinked at the group and at the apparent leader or at least he seemed so. At the question the smaller brunet pouted and held the hat to his head. “M’not a kid…” He hated when he was called a kid! He was an adult!! He wasn’t that small… “And I didn’t ask for your help…” Though he was grateful.
Come to think about it, he’s seen this group around Ikebukuro from time to time especially at the gang fights. Though he wasn’t sure of their story or reason. At least he didn’t think they were bad people. He bit his lip and took the hat off his head and held it out to the taller man. “Thanks…for risking your ass for me.” Though he didn’t know why.
“That’s the plan, asshole!” The ex-bartender yelled as he steadied to throw another punch, but before he had a chance the stranger had bolted down the alleyway. Seeing as this wasn’t just some random punk but a murderer too, Shizuo wasn’t about to give up his chase. That, and he just didn’t like the vibes he gave him.
Thinking fast or not at all, the blond pulled out a trash dump and sent it down the alley with a kick. It flew out a landed across the street with a crash, closely followed by Shizuo who stopped once he was caught up in a crowd. Though they quickly scattered away from him and the leftovers of the projectile. Shit! Where’d he run off to..? Adjusting his shades, the bodyguard’s hazel hues surfed over the crowd in hopes to spot the man.
There. A street sign was thrown into the remaining crowd.
Yan’s golden orbs widened as he jumped out of the way and the object created a crater in the side walk, He was now in an open circle that devoid of people since it was obvious that he was Shizuo’s target. Well they were Ikebukuro Citizens. “Now, now, don’t you think you’re making quite a huge deal out of this?”
With the hoodie over his head his identity was anonymous but the light made his eyes glint and you could clearly see his ever soft smile. “You’re really annoying. Ahh, you’re so annoying. Just let me be and don’t trouble yourself any further with the matter. Doesn’t that make any sense to you?” He was ready to bolt if something were to come his way again.
With a clap of her hands and a small twirl she skipped over to a chair and began to try them on. They slid on easily and the bunny girl stood up wobbly, not used to wearing heels at all.
“M-maybe we should look for something less… high?”
Pyon didn’t really want to admit that one of the reasons she chose the heels was because she wanted to be a little taller. Being under five feet tall made her shorter than a majority of her friends.
He chuckled at the girl before patting her head. “I think so! Try to find shoes that are comfortable. I like your height~” He gave a warm smile at the girl. Soon after though he rubbed the back of his neck and looked away guiltily though before saying, “Though I worry about my own height sometimes too…some of my friends, like my younger friends, are taller than me.” Yan pouted.
He laughed a little and waved a hand dismissively. “But you don’t see me wearing high heels! That’d be silly and way too painful to be worth it unless you’re used to that sort of thing or something.” The yandere gave her a reassuring look and put up a thumbs up sign. “I like the way you are Pyon-san. And I bet flats or even smaller heeled shoes suits and looks good on you!”