The Pain of having a heart (Sosuke Aizen x reader) [Wattys 2016]

Thirty-ninth Act, The world of the living (Finale)

(A/N: hello, minna-san!!! Author-chan's back in business!!! What you should do first now that I have returned...is read this chapter!)

I opened my eyes, the entire room still shrouded in darkness. I guess it isn't morning yet...wait, where did Aizen go? His head isn't on my lap.

The blanket I put on him last night was draped over me. So he woke up before me, then. But where is he parking his butt right now?

I stood up, checking the entire suite. Every room greeted me with nothing but more darkness and eerie silence.

"Aw, come on. Don't tell me you got a suite for yourself just to avoid being with me. Are you really that mad?"

I sighed and opened the fridge, taking out a small carton of cold chocolate milk. What if he left me here all alone and went back to Hueco Mundo? He wouldn't do that...right?

I'm just getting paranoid. Of course he wouldn't leave me here. Aizen isn't the forgetful type. Maybe he just went out for a bit to get some ingredients for breakfast.

I glanced at the balcony and noticed a figure leaning against the railing. Is that...?

I took one long sip from my chocolate milk and slowly stood up, walking towards the balcony. And there he was, drinking a cup of coffee and staring at the night sky. The scene looked like the beginning of a sad music video.

"Um...hey...what are you doing out here so early?" I asked, standing beside him.

"Thinking about things." He replied, not even taking a glance at me.

I set down my carton on the flat railing and shifted my gaze to his face. There was no expression on his face, but the hint of sadness still lingered around it like a fog.

I moved a little closer to him, leaning my head against his arm. He looked at me, a small frown on his lips. "Whom is the one that you truly love?"

"It always has been you, Aizen. No one else. Only you." I whispered.

"But that incident with Gin says otherwise...it's like you're telling me a beautiful lie." He spoke in a soft tone, as if he became so delicate that he'll break apart any moment.

Why hasn't anyone seen this side of Aizen? I guess everyone was too blinded by their hatred for him...that they weren't able to see that he was only human inside.

To be honest...that's what I used to think too. That he only cared about his selfish goals. But no. He was just a lost person himself. Lost in vengeance when it replaced his vunerability. Lost in hate when it replaced his pain.

I gently stroked his shoulder, prompting him to face me. His expression has changed, and his face only showed pure sadness. "Something...you want to tell me?"

I nodded, giving him a smile. "No matter what you become...no matter what you think of me...I will always love you."

He exhaled, closing his eyes. "Please stop feeding me such beautiful lies."

I placed a hand on his cheek. "Have I ever lied to you? I don't remember a single moment, and neither do you."

His hand slowly reached for mine, holding it and leaning his head against it. "You're...right. But if you care too much about me...you'll only get hurt."