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Monstrous Heart | Shizuo Heiwajima x Reader

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“There is no instinct like that of the heart.”


    You loved him since the day you met him.

    
    Before that day, you had heard of him. His name was infamous among the citizens of Ikebukuro; his name spoken as only a whisper as if people feared that alone would be enough to invoke his wrath. They spoke of him as if he was a beast - a monster who lived to spread terror amongst every person it sees. It’s what you believed for so long until you finally met the man in question.

    
    He saved you from one of the many color gangs lurking throughout the night. A group of guys all armed with knives, showing no signs that they’d be afraid to use them if you didn’t comply with their demands. Fear coursed through you. You, like any other person, believed this was the end; that no one would ever dare attempt to save you from a gang as dangerous as them.

    
    Except, he did.

    
    Even now, you can’t tell if everything you saw that night was real, or merely a fear-induced hallucination. The first thing you remember was seeing one of the men getting hit with a vending machine that was thrown from a block away. Everything after that was hazy, as if it was all just a dream, up until he appeared.

    
    The gang members were all either knocked out on the pavement or had run away before he could get to him. There he stood, hovering above you, with his hand extended to you. A lit cigarette hung from his mouth and some blood stained the sleeve of his bartender outfit, yet it was obvious it wasn’t his own blood.

    
    Any other person would be terrified of this seemingly-inhuman being standing before them, but not you. You were wary of him, just not afraid. It was evident that this was the man who chased off the gang members trying to harm you. Even if his method was a bit too violent for your liking, you had little doubt that this man had any intentions of hurting you.

    
    “Who… who are you?” you questioned slowly, warily eyeing his outstretched hand. You felt like you knew this man despite his appearance not seeming familiar to you in the slightest.

    
    “Shizuo Heiwajima,” he spoke gruffly.

    
    Your eyes went wide in realization of who exactly he was. Shizuo almost expected you to scream, run, or maybe even both. Either way, he honestly didn’t care. He didn’t help you, or anybody for that matter, to receive thanks. He did it simply because he could.

    
    Slowly, you accepted his hand to help you stand up. He looked away once you were on your feet, waiting for you to walk off like nothing even happened, but you didn’t to his surprise. Instead, you hugged him.

    
    His body grew rigid at this show of affection, something that felt almost foreign to him. He hadn’t been hugged since he was just a child and even then, most people didn’t want to get too close to him. Shizuo almost didn't know how to react until he hesitantly hugged you back, careful not to hurt you.

    
    “Thank you for saving me,” you said before burying your face into his chest.

    
    Everything about this felt so strange to him, but it also wasn’t a bad feeling. He never thought he would ever enjoy physical contact with people - aside from beating them up - as much as he enjoyed that hug of yours.

    
    That day was merely the beginning of a whole new world of happiness for you both.


* * *


    A year had passed since that day. Instead of roaming the streets aimlessly looking for trouble like he usually did, Shizuo sat by your side on the couch, neither of you doing anything in particular. The television was playing some random show that wasn’t being paid any mind by either of you.

    
    Your head leaned on his chest while his arm was wrapped around your body, leaving you in the most comfortable position you could imagine. He stared down at your figure and smiled as he watched your eyes fluttered close and your breathing started to grow slower indicating you were sinking lower into the depths of sleep.

    
    You looked so innocent, so helpless, that it made him question himself. Even after all this time, he still couldn’t fully comprehend how someone like yourself could possibly fall in love with him. He was referred to as a monster for a reason. His inhuman strength could send even the bravest of men running away in fear. Yet, for some reason, you decided to stay. Shizuo couldn’t help but wonder if you were aware of the fact that you ended up falling in love with a monster.

    
    “[name]?” he asked, his voice as rough-sounding as usual.

    
    You hummed softly in response, your eyes slowly fluttering open to see what he wanted. Your smile slowly faded away when you noticed the troubled look on his face.

    
    “Why did you fall in love with me?”

    
    Your brow furrowed at the ridiculous question. “Why would you ask that?”

    
    “You heard the stories about me before we met; I’m a monster.”

    
    After all this time, you didn’t realize that those stories actually bothered him. Shizuo would always write them off or even laugh at them. Could that really have been just an act all this time? Your face softened and you sat up to look him in the eyes.

    
    “You’re not a monster,” you told him sternly.

    
    “Yeah? What’s your proof?”

    
    You knew he wouldn’t be willing to take nearly anything you said into consideration. His mind was stuck believing that he was nothing more than a beast people feared. In reality, he was one of the most caring people you’ve ever met, even if he tries to hide that part of him most times.

    
    Slowly, you placed your hand over his heart and smiled once you felt the frequent beating of his heart.

    
    “Monsters don’t have hearts.”



Coding by SimplySilent
Request for TheLynWick 

Here you go bae ;DD I don't think this was exactly what you were looking for, but this is how I deciphered the quote. I feel like Shizuo would often question whether or not he was truly human due to his inhuman strength and the way people fear him. I thought it would be nice to show this side of him <33
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JakNugget's avatar
errmmmm but monsters do have souls soooo



(lel undertale reference)