"Stop what you're doing right now!" Itori's higher-pitched voice rang through your house as she burst through the door. But as she took in the scene of Uta holding your on his chest, stroking your hair, she was considerably less worried. "Or... not. What the fuck man, you both let me get all worked up! I was ready to rip dicks."
"Can you not? Do you know how many times I've had to get it re-pierced because of you?" Uta groaned.
"Stop taking it out in my bar! It is not a strip club!" She scolded him. "Don't tell me that I already missed it, because I'll be first, highly disappointed in my speed and second, highly disappointed in Uta's speed."
"No, it seems the text of my dreams was more of a cry for help and although I won't promise that I won't follow directions later, I certainly am not enough of a monster to do it while she's upset." Uta kissed your forehead, showing off that you were letting him be affection towards you.
Itori frowned at this; knowing that a more normal you would have at least swatted away the lips of the black-eyed ghoul. So she took a seat next to the couch and stroked your hair as well.
"What happened, YN?"
"Just my fucking baby daddy. He seems to like to come over and pretend that he wants to get back together and then suddenly reject me in the most hurtful way he can. But then say something nice on the way out. I already told Uta." You groaned.
And you had told Uta, but you had told Uta a lot more. You had explained to Uta that you had grown up with Juuzou and how he couldn't have anymore children, but he refused to be with you anymore because of his injury. You left out the part about him being a Dove, but figured it was unimportant at the moment.
"Didn't he do that to you like a month ago? He's so awful. Like I don't know if he's just stupid, or if he's jealous and can't let you go." Itori cooed comfortingly. "How does it feel to be a rebound, Uta?"
"Well right now, it feels pretty great, thanks Itori. And when we have a baby and when I get to meet Yukizou, I think it'll feel even better you bitter, cock-blocking bitch." He smiled right back at the woman on the floor.
"Doesn't Yomo miss you?" She shot back.
"Not at all, thanks for asking, I know you had to ask right now." Uta kept a calm face. "Now, unless you have literally nothing to do today at all, and that includes owning a bar, I think I've got it here."
"Yeah, I'm good." You added in, hoping to persuade her.
"I'm cool to stay here all day." Itori sat back. "Yup. Let me just text someone to close up the bar and we'll call it a sleep over, cool?"
Uta finally frowned.
"Fine but I--"
"I call sharing YN's bed!" She stood up quickly, "Woo-hoo! Let's do something fun! I know, let's play Never Have I Ever with human food!"
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.
