Modified (Uta x Reader)

46: Excuses, Excuses

"Can I sleep with you tonight, ghoulie?" Juuzou asked. "Yukizou's sleeping in my room already and I don't want to wake him up."

"That's a weak excuse." You noted.

"I'm scared that the ghoul is going to come kill me for stabbing him today." He ventured another excuse.

"You? Scared of a ghoul? Recipient ofthe Golden Osmanthus Medal from killing more than one hundred ghouls a year, in practically your very first year. Honestly, the baby was a better excuse." You weren't buying it. You didn't want Juuzou in your room tonight because you wanted time alone with Uta. Not only to repair his ego after being stabbed, but for some... adult time.

"My leg nub hurts and your bed is comfier?" Juuzou tried one last excuse.

"Why are you trying to be in my bed so much right now?" You looked at him and sighed. "You pushed me away so hard for the last nine months at least. It's pretty hard for me to just let you right back in you know. Especially when I'm trying to build a family with someone else."

You hoped he would catch your drift  with your emphasis. But Juuzou was being stubborn.

"I didn't understand how much you really meant to me until I lost everything else in my life." Juuzou looked at you with wide eyes. "It's pathetic, I know."

You sighed.

"Not tonight, Juuzou. Another time, maybe. I'm not going to be sleeping for a long time anyway." You stepped forward and gave him a hug, trying your best not to knock him off of his crutches. "Watch over the baby for me, please. He's been waking up like three hours in to eat lately and it's driving me nuts. If you want to give him some food from the fridge, you're welcome to. Otherwise, I'm going to stay up and wait for Uta to come home. He's working on finishing up a mask for a client I think."

"Fine, but I'm not going to sleep." He puffed his cheeks out at you.

"Brat." You chuckled. "Do what you want. Have a nice night."

Turning on your heels, you went to your room to figure out what you were going to wear tonight. Would it be something cute, or something sexy? Show off your piercings, or your tattoos? Maybe something fun to take off? Or something revealing?

As you dug through your wardrobe, you didn't hear the door open and you didn't hear the ghoul walk up behind you.

"What are you doing?" Uta's voice dripped with annoyance behind you.

"Wah!" You cried out. "You scared me."

"Answer me." He crossed his arms.

"I was looking for something special to wear tonight." You admitted.

"Why?" He raised an eyebrow at you.

"I... I thought maybe you'd like to..."

"To what? To fuck you? I don't know, my chest hurts pretty fucking bad." Uta scowled at you, obviously still upset.

"I'm sorry for that, again." You rubbed the back of your head sheepishly, standing up to face Uta.

"No. Get on your fucking knees in front of me, you bad little girl." Uta's eyes were completely ghoulish, indicating that he had recently fed-- likely to recover from his injury. "You're going to regret playing that joke on me today."

You gulped as Uta's hand gripped your hair and yanked it backwards, forcing you to look up at him.

"Yes."

"Yes, sir." He corrected you.

"Yes,  sir."