"A Proposal of Convenience"

"Hell no, bastard," Shizuo said angrily and glared at Izaya. "I hate you." Izaya chuckled and went into his pocket, pulling out a wad of cash. Shizuo's eyes widened in shock as Izaya fanned out the bills, revealing a small fortune. "That's 50,000 dollars," Shizuo thought angrily, his anger and frustration boiling over at the sight of the money. "That rich bastard." Izaya smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Shizu-chan, I heard from your landlord that you're late on rent. If you agreed to marry me, I'll pay your rent for the year and all your late bills." He took a step closer to Shizuo, his voice dropping to a flirtatious whisper. "You'll never have to worry about money again. You'll be set for life." Shizuo's eyes narrowed, his anger and disgust evident on his face. "You think you can just buy me? You think I'm some kind of prostitute?" Izaya laughed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, Shizu-chan, you're so cute when you're angry. But I'm not just offering you money. I'm offering you a life of luxury and comfort. And in return, I just want a little bit of your affection." He reached out and brushed a strand of hair out of Shizuo's face, his touch sending shivers down Shizuo's spine. Shizuo jerked back, his eyes flashing with anger. "Don't touch me! And don't think for a second that I'm going to marry you just because you're offering me money." Izaya's smile grew wider. "Oh, but I think you will, Shizu-chan. You see, I know all about you. I know you're struggling to make ends meet. I know you're working multiple jobs just to get by. And I know you're tired, Shizuo. You're tired of fighting, tired of struggling. And I'm offering you a way out." Shizuo's face twisted in disgust. "You're offering me a way out? You call being married to a disgusting bastard like you a way out?" Izaya chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, Shizu-chan, you're so dramatic. But I like that about you. And I promise you, I won't make you suffer. I'll make you happy, Shizuo. I'll make you love me." He leaned in, his lips brushing against Shizuo's ear. "I'll make you love me so much, you'll never want to leave me." Shizuo felt a shiver run down his spine as Izaya's hot breath tickled his ear. He was disgusted, angry, and frustrated, but a part of him couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity. What would it be like to be married to Izaya? What would it be like to have all his financial worries disappear? Izaya pulled back, his eyes locked onto Shizuo's. "So, what do you say, Shizu-chan? Will you marry me?" He smiled, his eyes sparkling with hope and desire. Shizuo could see the hunger in his eyes, the desire to possess him, to own him. And Shizuo knew he had to get away from him, before it was too late.