"I fucking hate you, Juuzou!" You sobbed loudly, "You're so awful! You're so terrible! I'm so... so... so angry!"
You laid on the floor of your kitchen and gave yourself another twenty minutes of feeling sorry and angry for yourself. You deserved it, didn't you?
Uta: You okay? 〣( ºΔº )〣You're almost a half hour late.
You groaned initially, but his words rang in your ears.
"You should have a baby with that ghoul"
"I fucking will, you fucking psycho. And I hope that baby eats you too." You growled as you laid on the floor, "And fuck Itori telling me what to do."
YN: Come over and rip my fucking IUD out of me.
Uta: Yes, ma'am. But that's the last time today you're going to command me to do anything (^_<)
You breathed out a sigh, still furious, but now a little bit excited for what was about to happen. You'd been on a few dates since he pierced you, but nothing so exciting as that day had happened.
But you were also nervous. Your anger made you susceptible to stupid choices, and of course it always ended up hurting you.
Itori: I'm coming over! (＃'Д')(＃'Д')(＃'Д')RIGHT NOW!!!
YN: No.( 'ε' )Go away. I can't believe he told you.
Itori: Don't be a stupid bitch. Of course he couldn't resist bragging. Also, I've never seen him leave so quickly in his life. At least talk to me first before you do something this moronic (╬'益')
YN: You aren't my mother. You don't tell me what to do. ('ー')
Itori: Nope. But I'm a great cock-blocker. Get ready ヾ('ヘ')ﾉﾞ
You scowled as you wiped your eyes. You were sure the make-up you had put on for the day was smeared all over your face. Maybe Uta wouldn't notice... Or perhaps you could pass it off as a new look. Tear-stained chic.
Of course, Uta got there before Itori. And he looked like just the predator you were warned about. Looking up at him from the floor however, you saw that look change to a much different one.
He crouched onto the floor and hovered above your face.
"Hmm. Not the greeting I was expecting." He tilted his head, licked his thumb and cleaned off one of your cheeks. "I sense that a bad decision was made, despite however much it was in my favor, I can't ethically continue until I ask you what's going on."
You threw your head to the side.
"Itori's coming over because you couldn't keep your big mouth shut." You grumbled.
"And imagine how proud she'll be when she doesn't have to pry my hand from your uterus!" He smiled at you and moved to the side of your body. "Never fear, Uta's here! I've come to listen to your problems and then escalate the relationship so unrealistically fast that someone will think that we're just in a fan fiction book. Sound good?"
"Sure." You scoffed again.
He laughed and scooped you up, carrying you to the couch in your next room.
"You know, this is the first time I've been in your house. It's very nice! Well kept. But I will admit..." He nuzzled your ear. "Seeing all the baby stuff makes me want to reconsider my ethics."
Uta plopped down on the couch and sat you on his lap. Cleaning your face again, he tried to fix your hair and face.
"Alright, gorgeous. Go ahead, maybe start with the stuff you don't want Itori to hear."
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.
