Hey guess what, too lazy to make a nice introduction so this is what it is. This is a World for Izaya, Shizuo, Psyche, Tsugaru and whatever other Durarara!! character that comes into my head when I write these. This is actually part of a collaboration fan-fiction that I am working on. Feel free to leave comments - constructive feedback is appreciated.
This is a World of Drabbles featuring the characters from Durarara!!
Good Morning Flea
Featuring: Shizuo, Tsugaru, Psyche
Written by: Vecker
Word Count: 291
“What are you doing?” Tsugaru asked, looking over Shizuo’s shoulder.
The bartender was sitting on the couch, typing on Izaya’s computer. “I am sending a picture of flea sleeping to his Facebook and writing the words ‘good morning flea’,” Shizuo responded without looking at him.
“Why?” Tsugaru asked.
“When flea wakes up, the first thing he does before he even gets out of bed is check his Facebook and his messages on his phone. This is the first thing he will see,” Shizuo replied. “He always tries to post pictures of me during the day to piss me off – I think this pisses him off to see pictures of himself sleeping with messy hair in the morning. Everyone else on his friends list will see it too.” The bartender paused; a little smirk crossing his face, “And… Izaya has a lot of friends.”
Picking up on Shizuo’s thoughts, the clone realized the hidden innuendo of his actions. Tsugaru smiled. “That’s cute, Shizuo-kun!”
“It’s not supposed to be cute!” Shizuo snapped. His face started to turn red as he looked seeing Tsugaru giving him a smug expression of disbelief.
“I am going to do that to Psyche!” Tsugaru announced.
Shizuo watched as his clone walked away, leaving the living room and the computer. “Oi!” the bartender called, “Where are you going?”
Tsugaru walked down the hallway, heading into the guest bedroom where Psyche lie sleeping. Crawling into bed he hugged his counterpart. Nuzzling on him, he continued to snuggle with him until Psyche finally started to wake up. Eyes half opened, the sleepy clone could feel Tsugaru snuggling against him.
“What it is, Tsugaru?” Psyche mumbled. “Why are you so affectionate now? It’s too early.”
Tsugaru smiled, quietly responding, “Good morning ‘flea’.”
End
