Shattered Glass | Ayato x Oc x Kaneki |

【21】- ℙerspecting

I decided to go ahead and make a chapter out of Ayato's perspective, thinking you guys would like a chapter based around him and his thoughts and feelings. 

Also, lemme just say that Ayato was already hot from the moment the anime brought him in. Ohhh my fucking god, when I first saw him on season three, I had to pause so I could get a look at the new and improved Black Rabbit. 

Talk about doing puberty right, holy hell.

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🇮t had been a year since the Doves had gained Eyepatch. 

In all those months that followed, Raven was not the same. She lost her spark, her spunk, and the few genuine grins I've seen her wear. Nevertheless, I always found myself at her side and trying to comfort her, while managing not to give away how I feel.

Sometimes I feel myself get mad at Eyepatch, just for him to do this to her. Another part of me is a bit glad that he's absent from her life, removing the obstacle in the equation. 

When Raven is sad over Eyepatch, it can be a bit tiring sometimes, but only because I wish she wasn't sad over him; it made me melancholy to see her in that state, though I would never admit it to myself or to her.

She always was there for him and rushed to calm him when he was having a breakdown; and yet, he chooses to turn himself into the Doves over being with her. 

What a moron. 

The familiar sound of faint crying reached my ears as I was strolling down the hallway past Raven's room.

There she goes again...

Nevertheless, I made a knock on her door and earned no response. I still twisted the knob and allowed myself in. The sight of her submerged under a pillow with tear stains evident on her neck caused my shoulders to slump. 

"Raven..." I let out a sigh, taking a seat next to her on the bed. "Come on, it's been a year now."

"You don't understand," her muffled voice emerged from under the pillow.

Narrowing my eyes slightly, I pulled the pillow down from her face, revealing a tear-stained Raven. It looked unnatural on her since she doesn't really cry much in front of others, but crying is a normal thing, even for ghouls.

"What don't I understand?" I inquire.

She rose up and brought out her legs from underneath her, sitting next to me. Her eyes did not meet mine, they were glued to her feet. 

"I keep losing people," she states. "I couldn't even fucking save him, Ayato. Maybe if I intervened before he got to the Doves... I could've gotten through to him. One thing that Kaneki and I have in common, is that we think we can save everyone we care about. But when we can't, we feel like we failed. I tried to get to Yoshimura but of course, he was surrounded, and knowing him, he wouldn't want me to risk my life helping him anyway. Even if we saved Kaya and Enji, they ended up not making it anyway."

My fingers graced the clothed skin of her back, "There was nothing you could've done for Kaneki. Even if you reached him in time, he wouldn't have listened." I do my best to assure her, looking at her with gentle eyes that I don't usually express. 

She's lost in a trance of sorrow, staring out the window near me in her room, not giving my rare expression one glance. In fact, crystal drops start to fill her bottom lids again, ready to once more spill over her face as if my words weren't even taken into consideration.