"You didn't bring the baby?" Itori frowned. "I wanted to see the little ghoul."
"You see Yukizou all the time. One day he'll be too big to have adult conversations around."
"Why is that? I think you should treat him as an adult. Doesn't he age rapidly?"
"No. He's only a quarter ghoul and not a half-human. He should age normally. Or I suppose I don't know for sure. I don't know any half-ghouls who successfully reproduced." You sat next to her at the bar.
"Drink?" Itori asked as she laid her head on her hand.
"No. I need to watch my caffeine levels. He still drinks from me, although he's started sucking on the softer organs." You noted. "Also, Itori?"
"Yes?" She looked at you curiously. "AHGH!"
She held her slashed face with her hand, upset as her body healed itself.
"What the fuck, YN? That fucking hurt!" She was offended.
"You deserved it. I cannot believe you'd send me to a man like Uta." You spat his name, despite not having any feelings of hostility towards him.
"What? Are you telling me that you didn't find him attractive? You're a body modder, and so is he."
"And so is my ex. If anything, I'd want someone different." You grumbled as you cleaned the blood from your nails.
"So you did find him attractive then?"
"He was stunning. But he was preoccupied with the man beneath him when I walked in."
"Ughhhh! Him and Yomo, I tell you! Uta doesn't care who it is, as long as he's getting his dick wet." Itori threw her hands up in the air and took a swig of the blood in front of her. "Do you want some blood?"
"Sure." You responded blandly as Itori motioned for the bartender to give you a wine glass of blood.
"Admit it." She dabbed at the leftover blood on her face. "You got wet at the sight of his black eyes."
"First I thought he was just a demon. Do you know what he asked me?" You sipped slowly on your drink, savoring the taste. It was a warm, cinnamon-y type. It must have come from someone who wasn't expecting to give blood. Adrenaline had a much sweeter taste.
"How would I know?" She gave you a funny look with furrowed brows.
"You wouldn't. He asked if I was a self-masochist and who did my lip."
"Did you tell him?" She wiggled her eyebrows.
"Tell him what?"
"Either."
"I told him that I preferred someone else doing it for me." You looked down at your blood, avoiding eye contact.
"Oh? Are you sure that's exactly what you said?"
"Give or take." You took a bigger swig of blood, beginning to feel embarrassed.
"Mhm. You know, I thought we might be friends enough for you to tell me all of the juicy details. But instead I have to rely on dear Uta." She passed her phone to you. "Read it and weep."
Uta: Who was that tasty little snack you sent over?
Uta: If you see her soon, let her know that I'll happily do some inflicting on her body for her. ^_^
Itori: What do you mean by that? ヽ(ಠ_ಠ)ノ
Uta: Let her decide <3
"So?" Itori asked as your eyes scanned the text messages.
"So what? I have a baby. I can't let some ghoul tear me apart."
"Uta might be a sadist, but I have a feeling that if you told him that you had baby, he would go easy on you." She smiled.
"That's just what I'm afraid of..."
YOU ARE READING
Modified (Uta x Reader)
FanfictionBook 2 of the Mo-ified series! Baggage, body mods and a baby. Those three words describe your life right now. Normally, that would repel anyone who might even be remotely interested in you. But Uta can't seem to keep his mind off of you.
