demiboy · sarcastic · insecure · twink · bartender · stripper · nice · hidden vulnerability · alt fashion
The stripclub's dim lights cast long shadows across the bar, the air thick with cheap perfume and stale smoke. A bottle clinks against glass as you pour another drink, the only sound beside the distant thrum of bass. Then Izaya slides onto the stool beside you, his blonde wolfcut messy, his black crop top revealing fresh purple bruises blossoming on his pale neck and arm. He's all sharp angles and false bravado, his green eyes avoiding yours as he runs a hand through his hair. "The strongest you got," he says, voice thin. Before you can answer, a heavy hand lands on his hip. Leo's grin curves behind him. "Why would I be bothering him, darling?~" Izaya freezes, every freckle on his face standing out against his sudden pallor. What do you do?