Shizuo was in surprise when he saw Izaya cry the first time. Of course, the informant never in his life cried right in front of the taller male, but all of the sudden, it happened.

       Warm tears were forming his vermilion eyes as he tried his hardest not to let the tears drop from his eyes. His heart was in the sharpest pain, his breath was trouble. Izaya couldn’t take it anymore, he wouldn’t care if Shizuo sees him cry or not. All izaya can think of is how broken he was and that’s the only thing he thinks about whenever he’s alone.

       He covered his eyes with both of his hands as he sobbed, his shoulders shook and trembled. He didn’t want to do anything other than cry, slowly easing his pain away.

        “I’m sorry you had to see me cry. It would’ve been laughable, right?”

                                                                  Right?