Durarara-Boys

[Shizou Heiwajima x Reader] [TW: Suicide] It's so silent. That's Shizou's first thought as he enters your apartment. Usually, after a late evening of work, he's greeted by your smile (a kiss on the cheek, your fingers intertwining with his), as you hum along to the radio - that slight swaying of the hips for you've never been a fan of any bolder dance moves. There'll be dinner on the table too; you're a good cook, you make a mean spaghetti even if he and you have rather differing opinions on how much salt in the sauce is acceptable. And, sometimes, he'll have brought you flowers too - not too grand of a bouquet, but you told him once how mu