Modified (Uta x Reader)

42: Not Fair

You left Uta and Yukizou in the waiting room as you went up to room number thirteen. Expecting to see Juuzou practically somersaulting around the room, you were taken aback when you noticed he was just lying in bed, sulking.

"...Juuzou?" You asked quietly. "What happened?"

"Ghoulie?" Juuzou turned to you with a frown on his face. "Oh, ghoulie, it seems every time I see you, I'm missing a chunk of my body that you didn't get to eat."

You stood there in shock as you looked down his body. His leg was... gone. Just gone.

"Oh, Juuzou." You whispered.

"I didn't understand ghoulie. I didn't understand I was hurting you. I didn't know how much you still loved me and how you couldn't just turn it off. Yukinori helped me understand that." Juuzou held his head in his hands and you watched helplessly as tears fell into his lap. "And I talked to him, even though he couldn't talk back. I told him good night and I told him to sleep well. I apologized to his wife with my deepest apologies I could. But I haven't told you how sorry I am. So please."

He swung his leg and his thigh over the edge of the bed and bowed as deeply as he could.

"Accept my apology. Please. Before I lose you too. Before I regret not being able to save you and my son. Let me come home with you." He choked up, closing his eyes tightly together. "Let me live with you and Yukizou."

"JuJu... I... But... The..." You stuttered, words and wind completely knocked out of you as you collapsed to the ground.

"Keep your ghoul. Have your family with him as well. But I need you. I need you too. Please. I am begging you." His red eyes looked up to meet your own. "Ghoulie, please. I cannot lose you too. Yukinori is in a coma because of me and my selfish decisions."

You broke down into tears as you sat on the ground. Loudly and obnoxiously, you began sobbing. What else was there to do? Here was your Juuzou, asking for you back, but only after you had fallen in love again. And he was being so generous as to even allow you to "keep your ghoul"? What would Uta have to say about this? Why did you deserve this? It wasn't fair.

And poor Juuzou. Poor, poor Juuzou. You couldn't help but cry for him. Not only was his best friend practically dead, but now he was missing his leg. Sad enough to cry in front of you, your own heart strings were practically broken.

"Ghoulie, don't cry." Juuzou sniffed. "Don't make me crawl on the floor to you, I won't be able to get back up and that'll be embarrassing."

You stood up, still crying and crawled into his bed.

"Where are your lip threads? Did you get rid of them?" He asked, rubbing your bare bottom lip.

You shook your head no, crying into his thin chest.

"Will you go talk to your ghoul? Can you? Can I come home with you?" Juuzou begged.

After a few minutes you calmed down to a sniffled. And then finally, you shook your head yes.