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Hiiiiiii! Can I ask you something introspective from the human reader about her relationship with Uta? Like wondering why he loves them or something? Thanks if you do!

Utaa, I miss Uta so much.

Thank you Anon for the request!

Note: there are references to the the light novel Tokyo Ghoul Void

78- Tokyo Ghoul, Uta x human!reader

“Eat me.”

Humans and ghouls cannot coexist. This was the idea that flows insistently in the social capillaries, whether it is for survival instinct or simply for selfishness.

It is insistent and mechanical, that reiterating how much human beings are in danger in front of ghouls, but at the same time those same human beings behave as if it should never happen to them. No one ever asks why things; people just go through them and judge them as if it doesn't really concern them.

But you know it's about you, it's about you. Not only do you look into the eyes of a ghoul every day, but they are your way, in them you see your future.

Yet despite the love between you and Uta, you had never been asked more than you should before, perhaps because he had protected you, or perhaps because you had been distant from him. In any case, more than trying to keep him safe it had never weighed on you to give up going out for dinner or showing yourself too much in public.

Basically, you are a normal couple, so normal that you forgot that he is stronger than you, much stronger, he is capable of things you cannot even dream of, and above all he can only eat human flesh. He can only feed on those like you.

You never had to deal with ghoul violence, probably because of him, but when you saw that masked ghoul attack and kill Tsugumi, suddenly the reality you had built crashed before your eyes.

The blood and the life of the old woman dying was only part of the visceral fear that had gripped you. The uncertainty that she has hit you so violently no longer makes you understand what is real and what is not.

You have understood that in front of the strength of a ghoul you are nothing more than a helpless little mouse, there is nothing you can do, you are at the mercy of events. But you met one of those beings who called your name with the attention with which no human being has ever called him, who smiled at you like no one has ever smiled at you. How could he smile like that at his food all that time?

If ghouls are what you saw, why do some of them bow their heads to the human corpse - their food -?

"Are you ok?"

Uta's voice is the only sound in the deserted street. You knew he would come to check on you, he always does, he always tries to protect you, but now you are not sure why.

The mere presence of him put the ghoul who killed the elderly seamstress on the run, you saw him, you don't really know who he is. Why would someone like him waste time after a piece of meat?

"You eat humans."

Yours is not a question. You are affirming it; it is a realization towards yourself.

He is surprised, you know why he stops in his footsteps, but he is neither uncertain nor frightened by your words.

"Yes, I do it." He tells you the clear and clear truth. He has no reason to deny, it is something that is part of him, and he does not have to reassure anyone, much less himself, that he was born this way.

If he is alive it means that he has eaten someone, if you are alive it means that he has not eaten you.

"Eat me then."

This time you manage to disconcert him: "Sorry?"

"Eat me!" It would be fair, right? It would be fair, maybe you were born just to be food "If you eat people like me, then why not me?" Why would anyone talk to their food? Why would anyone love their food? “You can kill me now, right now. You can make me part of you here and now, you can- "

You do not realize your hands against his chest, which he holds firmly so that they do not move too fast and risk injury, you do not realize his sweet but firm whispers that try to calm you down.

It's when his teeth clench on your bare neck that you lock up.

His breath touches your skin, it is warm, almost breathless. His tongue is warm, and your heart beats fast in his jaws.

You find yourself in his arms, helpless, as you have been so many times. Defenseless in the strength of the ghoul, but also in the attention of a lover.

One bite would be enough, your neck would be severed and your life would break. But all he does is keep you there, threatening you without actually doing it, rather waiting for you.

When your breathing adjusts and your heart calms down against his chest, then he trusts to let you go.

A light kiss is placed on the bitten spot, before he allows you to look into his eyes again: "but you are not to eat."

The words he addresses to you are so natural and spontaneous that they take your breath away. How can you see things the way he sees them? You would pay to do it at that time.

"Another ghoul would do it."

"But it’s me here."

And again, he takes away every word you could say, while he looks at you with those eyes so inhuman, so placid, yet so full of tenderness for you.

He's right, Uta is with you, and that's all that matters.

And precisely because there is him, who holds you in his arms without squeezing, letting you escape if only you wanted to, you realize that your perspective is wrong.

It is not you who sacrifices yourself to love him, it is he who sacrifices himself for you.

Uta, who protects and guards you even though it would be in his nature to tear you apart and devour you. Can you say you've ever been loved by anyone up to that point? Could you ever be loved like this by a human?

"You love me so much ..." your whisper is soft, and he just greets it without speaking.

Words are rare from him, but they are useless, you just need that reassuring hand that holds you against his chest, as if you were the whole world.

“Kiss me hard until you swallow me

And I will live forever within you"

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