Uta laid (y/n) on his sofa not caring if she was bleeding out on his clean floor or furniture.
At this moment, he just cared about her body's condition and despite himself, he was happy to be able to even lay his eyes on her again.
It had been so long since he had seen her and it was probably his fault that he had lost contact with her, not that he would ever admit it to her.
The last thing he wanted was to see that smug look on her face, the one that excited him, but he loathed it at the same time.
Right now he was rummaging through his cupboards, searching for the bits of meat he had been saving for a special occasion, or when he really needed it - clearly this was one of them times.
He stood up from his squatting down position and made his way over to the struggling girl.
Her eyes were rapidly moving behind their lids; meaning she was in a lot of pain or was having a bad dream. Uta assumed it was the latter.
No matter how you looked at it, she wasn't in the best of shapes and anybody would be in pain. Bits of her flesh were still falling apart, and they looked irreparable.
Although some parts had already repaired themselves, there were still some parts that were having a hard time fixing themselves.
Uta still found her beautiful nonetheless. (y/n) had always been beautiful, no matter how much she was covered in blood, even when she was at her worst, Uta found her attractive.
Honestly, Uta found her the sexiest when she was laughing maniacally with blood covering her whole body, as she devoured human after human.
There was no point in asking why (y/n) had stopped all of that and gone on a non-human diet, because the raven-haired ghoul knew the exact cause for it; he was the one who was at fault.
Frowning, he held the meat in one hand and squeezed it, making the blood trickle down his hand and enter the mouth of the female ghoul.
She visibly gulped, and some of the colour on her face slowly returned to what it once was.
(y/n) slightly opened her mouth and obliging, Uta fed her some of the meat, the one she was so obviously craving.
"Why have you starved yourself to this point?" Uta asked her, concern lacing his voice. "You're such an idiot (nickname)."
He bent down, so he was resting on the balls of his feet, and watched as her body finished regenerating. (y/n) suddenly shot up and coughed up some blood.
Wheezing, she wiped some blood of her mouth and heard someone clear their throat next to her.
With one hand still at her mouth, her eyes widened slightly when she came face to face with the man who made her heart squeeze in both hatred and affection.
How could she love someone she also hated?
Her strength had somewhat recovered, so she was able to leap off the sofa. She stumbled a little, then came to a stop with her back against the wall.
Uta slowly made his way over to her and grinned.
"Uta! Why am I here?" She spat out. "I didn't want to see you again."
Tears leaked out of the corner of her eyes and she furiously wiped them away. No way was she was going to let him see her cry.
The male ghoul came to a stop in front of her and just continued to grin at her. He didn't utter a single word.
(y/n) raised her fist and angrily pounded him on the chest. Why, why did he always confuse her?
She was supposed to be angry at him for what he had done, but whenever she saw those eyes of his, or the smile she loved so much, it sent her mind into turmoil.
Weak, she was so weak. Especially when it came to him.
Uta grabbed her wrists and pinned her arms above her head. He leaned over her and he was so close she could even feel his breath.
"Aren't you happy to see me?" He breathed out, "it's been so long since we saw each other."
"No, I'm not happy!" She lied.
Uta saw through her lie and let go of her so suddenly she collapsed to the floor.
"You're pathetic (y/n)." He towered above her and coldly looked down at her. "Go take a shower and clean yourself up. I have to go back to the shop."
And with that he angrily slammed the door, leaving (y/n) still on the floor.