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Uta X Reader- Eyes

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I keep going to the river to pray

'Cause I need something that can wash all the pain

And at most I'm sleeping all these demons away

But your ghost, the ghost of you

It keeps me awake

 

You tossed and turned in your sheets. Wide awake in the middle of the night- unable to close your eyes because of those hauntingly beautiful red eyes.

You had never believed in the existence of ghouls. Even when you saw the mutilated bodies on the news (or even screams in the night). Perhaps you were simply a little too much of a realist (Or a little too naïve). That was until tonight. As usual you had been walking through the quieter shadier parts of town (alone of course) after work and happened to hear a muffled scream in an alleyway. Your sense of curiosity overwhelmed your sense of immediate danger and unable to resist the temptation you quietly peeked in.

Only to be met with piercing red eyes that could only be described as otherworldly, inhuman. You could’ve ran. Could’ve screamed but those eyes- they had you hypnotized.

Closer and closer, until those eyes were mere inches from your own. So close you could smell the metallic tang of blood in his breath. You stood still, horrified yet fascinated still, because how could a monster have such beautiful (deadly) eyes.

“Boo.”

His chocolaty voice oozed satisfaction (from scaring you or perhaps having just finished his meal- you did not know) and just like that he disappeared into the darkness of the night, leaving you staring at the full extent of carnage he had caused on the alley floor.

My friends had you figured out

Yeah, they saw what's inside of you

You tried hiding another you

But your evil was coming through

 

The second time you had met him was a coincidence too great to not be fate. Your friend had been dying to take you to a quaint little mask store she had found in the more isolated parts of town. But each time she had visited alone, there was no one there to greet her. The moment you walked in you were met with the very same crimson eyes that haunted and plagued your thoughts from all those nights ago. You locked eyes with him and there was no mistaking it.

This was the ghoul you had met in that alleyway.

His eyes held an incredible amount of emotion and intensity. Was it because he recognised you? Did he regret not killing you that night? Or perhaps did he want to kill you now?

You had yet to break out of the trance he placed you under for you found yourself not quite minding dying at the hands of him.

To his surprise and your friends, you shot him a small smile (as if resigning yourself to fate) and held you your hand to him.

“Nice to meet you, I’m (Name).”

“Likewise. I’m Uta.”

Unfortunately your friend had not taken to Uta as much as you had. In fact it was as though she was afraid. Afraid of those beautiful red eyes that had you so captivated.

“U-Uta-san… Are those eyeballs real?” Your friend stuttered.

“Hmm… I wonder~” He maintained eye contact with her whilst rolling an eyeball between his forefinger and his thumb.

After that your friend vowed to never visit that ‘creepy store with the creepy owner’ ever again.

But that’s not to say you listened.


These eyes sitting on the wall

They watch every move I make

Bright light living in the shade

Your cold heart makes my spirit shake

 

Uta had always been the more accepting eccentric ghoul. He thoroughly enjoyed the rare occasional human customer that wandered into his mask studio. Especially the ones that stared in awe or even purchased a mask.  He didn't just like them because they were his meal so to speak but  because he had always been fascinated with them.

Human were undoubtedly beautiful creatures but perhaps a he had never truly seen one as beautiful as you.

In fact Uta himself was quite fascinated with you. He was so sure you knew exactly what he was and yet… you seemed to not mind at all. He didn’t know why he didn’t kill you that night either. Maybe it was because you were so interesting, exciting, (beautiful) different to every other human encounter he’d ever had.

Maybe because he found himself wanting to meet you again.

The following weeks, Uta had done a little… research. His eyes followed you and for the first time in his dark ghoulish life, he felt like there was something, someone out there he couldn’t get enough of.

That someone just happened to be you.

He watched you live your life in the light, seemingly worlds away from his own. It was like he was watching a movie, a movie starring you and he was nothing but a blank face in the audience, unable to reach you, unable to meet you and certainly unable to love you.

But was that really what he was feeling?

Was this love?

 

I had to go through hell to prove I'm not insane

Had to meet the devil just to know his name

Why was in that you felt watched. Like you were never alone. Yet you couldn’t ever seem to find where the stares came from or who they belonged to.

But the strange thing was the stare didn’t feel uncomfortable. It was a weird feeling, like eyes were staring straight into your soul.

It was then that you wished those stares had belonged to the gorgeous red-eyed Uta whom you could not get out of your head.

Maybe you really were insane. Insane to be so fascinated with a killer. Insane to feel such attraction to a man-eater.

Insane to love a man- no a monster like him.

But maybe just maybe you didn’t quite mind the insanity if that meant you could be with a devil like him.

That’s what he was after all, a tempting red-eyed devil who had cast a spell on you.

 

And that's when my love was burning

Yeah, it's still burning

 

It was a sinful burning love, the one you and Uta had. Under the cover of darkness, in the middle of the night was when you would meet. It was wrong, oh so very wrong and yet-

In that moment (in every moment the two of you spent together) it felt so very right.

His very touch felt like flames and his burning kisses were like no other. His warmth was so addictive. But what you truly couldn’t get enough of was his eyes.

One heated glance was all it took to make your cheeks burn.

Uta knew it too.

 

Boy you never told me

True love was going to hurt

True pain I don't deserve

Truth is that I never learn

By the time you regretted ever falling for Uta it was much too late.

Because you lead them straight to him.

The last time you ever saw him, he was lying in a pool, the same colour his eyes were.

Never had you hated the colour of his eyes as much as you had in that moment.

Nor had you felt such regret.

Regret for being so careless.

Regret for being alive when he wasn’t.

Regret for having ever fallen for his blood red eyes.

But that was a lie.

Because to this day, loving Uta was something you selfishly did not regret.

Loving Uta in all its pain and all its sweetness-

Would never be something you regretted.


 
I've always liked Uta's eyes. He doesn't even bother hiding them and I really admire that.
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BloodyDarkling's avatar
I loved that, thank you for sharing it. Love 


.....although I'm a little distressed at the idea of Uta dying. He is my favorite after all.