Sweet lies end lives (Amon Koutarou x Ghoul!Reader)

He laid next to her in bed, stroking her hair softly as he sighed contently. The fact that the Amon Koutarou had fallen for a random girl left everyone with their mouths agape. They knew him as a cold person, who wouldn't let anything get in his way. And yet...She managed to change everything.

They had met rather randomly. Another drunken night for Koutarou, another night where he'd just stay at a bar and drink his sorrow away. But that day felt different. There was a girl with (hair length, hair color) hair next to him who, even though she was a bit tipsy herself, hugged him and just let him cry. She listened to him. She actually cared. She didn't even ask for his name, nor for his problem. The fact that someone would actually care was enough for Amon to open up to her.

Every day, they'd meet at the same bar. Every day, she'd let him cry. And every day, the bond the two of them shared would get stronger until it eventually brought the two of them in a relationship.

They didn't even know how long they'd been dating. They only knew about the love they held for eachother. It all may look as a really sweet love story, but this one is bound to have a bad ending. Why, you may ask? The girl, the one who he loved dearly, the one whose life he'd always try to lighten up, was a ghoul.

Yes, she was one of those "disgusting", "monstrous" ghouls. She knew her lover would probably kill her if she told him about her real identity, but that wasn't her main problem. She didn't care about whether she lived or died, as long as she didn't have Amon with her anymore. She did know, however, how hurt and betrayed he'd feel if he found out. And come to think of it, even if he didn't kill her, he would get killed himself. Not only a human, but a dove knowing about a ghoul would be a breach of rules for the so-called "monsters".

But even like that, the guilt was going to break her one day. She felt as if her entire identity to him was a lie. She knew almost everything about him, and so did he. This one single secret though was enough for her to feel as if he didn't know anything.

"What are you so deep in thought about, (y/n)?", he asked, glancing curiously at her puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, don't worry...", she sighed.

Amon took her abruptly by the shoulders and looked her in the eye. "Please tell me what's bothering you. You have been there for me on several ocassions and just seeing you like that makes me want to help you. Don't hide your feelings from me, I promise I will never judge. I love you too much for that."

A tear slipped from her eye as she heard those three words. Those words she had always longed to hear. The thought of telling him crossed her mind and she opened her mouth, but only uncoherent sounds came out.

"What is it? Please, tell me...You are the one person I can't stand to see crying..."

With that, she broke. The guilt overwhelmed her. She hugged him tightly and started sobbing. He only held her and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. He wanted to help her, he really did, but if she wasn't ready to open up just yet, he wouldn't force her.

"Amon...I...I have to tell you something.", she said through sobs.

"Tell me then. I promise no statement can make me love you any less. And it can't be that bad anyway. Just tell me. I will do my best to help you."

That was it. She knew it. It was now or never. Would she tell him and risk the seemingly perfect relationship they had built or would she use another pathetic excuse of her again?

"I...I'm a ghoul, Amon. I know that you will hate me after this, and if you wish to k-kill m-me, so be it. Just promise not to tell e-everyone about it. You could get yourself m-murdered. Now, j-just k-kill me. Y-You are free to do so.", she said, sobs racking through her body.