(There's something in Bella's mind, he can see it from the way she hesitates, doesn't sit too far nor too close, and there's the readiness to leave at any given moment in clear contrast with how her hand welcomes his.
Izaya'd let her talk if she so wished, he'd probably come up with some Bullshit TM regardless of what it is that she'd like to tell him, but not many words come out of her lips aside from the announcement that some would.
Color him surprised. This is exactly why he fucking loves humanity. It never ceases to fascinate him, and such boldness coming from Bella gets him trembling in excitement because God only knows what else this place is capable of pushing her to. It's mostly out of excitement that he goes for the kiss, an arm snaking around her waist while he tilts his head for access.)
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Izaya'd let her talk if she so wished, he'd probably come up with some Bullshit TM regardless of what it is that she'd like to tell him, but not many words come out of her lips aside from the announcement that some would.
Color him surprised. This is exactly why he fucking loves humanity. It never ceases to fascinate him, and such boldness coming from Bella gets him trembling in excitement because God only knows what else this place is capable of pushing her to. It's mostly out of excitement that he goes for the kiss, an arm snaking around her waist while he tilts his head for access.)