Tokyo Ghoul One-Shots ||Requests CLOSED||

Renji Yomo x Reader

"(Y/N)..."

"Y-Yomo-san...What...what are you doing here?"

"I needed to clear my head."

"You...got out safely..." Your eyes filled with tears.

You were sitting underneath a bridge, all alone, cold and crying. You had been depressed for such a long time; Everything that has happened to you up until now has been piling up, adding more and more weight to your shoulders. Everybody you loved has been killed by the CCG. Your entire family, wiped out in a single night. Your human friends were executed because they knew about you being a Ghoul. Everything bad has happened because of you; In your mind, you thought that if you had never tried to live a normal life, none of it would have happened. And the raid...The raid ruined everything.

Yomo had been one of your greatest friends before all of this happened. You visited Anteiku frequently, seeking refuge from your thoughts. You knew that Anteiku was a place for Ghouls, but you did not want to ask for help, because you were terrified of meeting anybody new. So, you just ordered coffee occasionally, and stayed there looking out the large glass windows into the distance, getting lost in your daydreams. Everybody at Anteiku was very polite.

It was one day when you were particularly sad that you met Yomo.
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You wiped your tears away, silently scolding yourself for being so sensitive. You took a deep breath and opened the door to Anteiku, being greeted by everybody working there. You loved how calm the atmosphere was; When there were only Ghouls around, it was so peaceful, and you were a little less afraid.

You took your usual seat in the corner of the room, beside a large window, the same window that you gazed out of to distract yourself. A waitress came along and took your order, and left to prepare it. You had to keep taking deep breaths to prevent yourself from crying. Not wanting to draw any attention to yourself, you looked down at your lap, fiddling with your hands. The same waitress delivered your coffee, and you noticed her looking at you with concern in your eyes. When you saw her, you smiled back, and hastily looked away to wipe a tear from your cheeks.

As you quietly sipped your coffee, you began to calm down. Not thinking about your past allowed you some temporary freedom from your sorrow. So, you decided to ponder what you would do for the rest of the day, and where you would go.

You didn't really have a home anymore, so you spent the night in different abandoned buildings, never staying in the same place for more than one day. You were less likely to be caught that way.

As you sat there daydreaming, you noticed a tall man wearing a long, black coat come walking towards you. There was a chair on the other side of the table, so he pulled it out and sat there. At first, he said nothing, so you put your coffee down and looked up at him.

He had whitish coloured hair and a stern expression on his face. He didn't look sad, angry, or upset; just content.

"Hello. Were you crying?" He asked, concern noticeable in his deep voice.

"Uhm...no. I wasn't crying! Um...My name is (Y/N)." You decided to introduce yourself, not wanting to give away how sensitive you were. He looked to the left, out the window.

"(Y/N). I like that name. It's beautiful and soft, like cherry blossoms floating on the breeze." You blushed and smiled, making a mental note at his impeccable use of words.

"My name is Renji, but call me Yomo; I work here." He looked back at you, his eyes a little lighter than they were before.

"What do you do? Do you make coffee?" You asked, interested in him. He was devilishly handsome.

"No, I collect bodies." You were caught off-guard. He noticed this, and explained further.

"Sorry. I meant, I collect food for the other Ghouls here. The ones who need some assistance. Anteiku is like a safe house for Ghouls. "