[Hate-Love?] ((Shizuo needed PAFP))

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    "Thank you...I'll see you...soon, I suppose." I said, smiling a little. I hung up the phone before I did end up sneezing. I curled up the best I could, nearly falling asleep in the process. I was cold, and cuddling a pillow at this point, half asleep, yet every time I was near passing out I would end up sneezing.

    "Yeah, see you." he said. He flicked his phone closed and climbed down. He walked for a little until he found Izaya's apartment and knocked, trying not to accidentally smash the door in.

    "Huh...Wha? Oh. Uh, Come in." I managed, looking up a little to see if it was Shizuo. It felt like winter in my house, or to me at least. I sneezed again, shoving my face in the pillow I was hugging.

    "She's trying to kill me...." I said, my voice mumbled by the pillow. "She hid all the blankets and put them all in places I can't exactly get to right now...." I added, pulling my face away from the pillow to look at the blonde. "How do you do it? You just get hit by a car and get right back up. I'm jealous." I grinned, obviously joking.

    He nodded slightly. "Right... Well where's the thermostat anyway?" he asked. He let out a very short laugh. "I don't know, but it's a pain in the everything." he joked back.

    "It's down the hall on the right heading towards my bedroom." I said, attempting to sit up, but failing. I laid on the couch and began flipping through channels again, not sure what to really watch. I just knew I was cold and possibly sick now.

    "Alright." he said. He walked down the hall quietly. Once he found it he turned it up to a normal temperature before coming back.

    I had already passed out, still slightly shivering and cuddling the pillow, the remote falling to the floor, somewhat startling me to be slightly conscious, yet unaware of anything. "Huh....?"

    I squinted at the blurry figure for a moment, but didn't elaborate too long before remembering Shizuo was still here. "Shizu-chan...." I mumbled to myself, trying to remind myself that there wasn't a random stranger in my home. I held onto the pillow a little tighter, trying to prevent myself from sneezing, but eventually passed out again, my grip loosening.

    He glanced over at him and silently chuckled. He looked around and found one of the hidden blankets. He very gently put it over Izaya before leaning on the wall.

    There was a small, reddish tint to my now, slightly paler face. I was breathing out my mouth instead, and I let go of the pillow, beginning to focus more of on the blanket rather than the pillow.

    I woke up a little, sniffling as I looked at Shizuo, squinting slightly to make out the, again, blurry figure. I chuckled a little. "You're really blurry...." I muttered, mostly to myself. I watched, trying to focus on him for the moment.

    "Yes...Very. Very blurry and very....distant...Shizu-chan. Come here, please." I said, still squinting quite a bit. I had a small frown on my face.

    I grabbed onto his shirt, tugging it, obvious that I was still about half asleep. "You don't really hate me, do you?" I asked, a goofy grin on my face.