A/N: Sorry for being gone for so long! My exams are here and I'm basically just dying... Alright anyways from here on I think we'll be going into Root A and then :Re
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Alright, maybe him living with you wasn't too bad since he was gone most of the time for Aogiri stuff. However, living with him made you question a lot of your morals; you knew all the CCG's plans and whatnot but you never released any of them, the number of casualties began to pile up and you didn't know if you could stand it anymore.
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"(Y/N). I'm home. For once." Ayato called out, the apartment was dark except for the light coming from your bedroom. "(Y/N)?" He made his way over quietly once he heard another man's voice. Then followed by a lady's laughter.
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"(Y/N)," Akira said, "I think someone else is here..." She'd heard his footsteps approaching.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Of all days, today?
You gave an awkward smile to your guests, who were sitting barefoot and cross-legged on the carpet with you in a small three-person circle, "it must be my... Friend. My house-mate."
"You never told us you had a house-mate." Arima said, but have you a smile before adding, "maybe it's time you introduced us to her-"
"I'm not a girl." Ayato's voice piped up from the door. He's so rude. You cringed.
"Ah, um, yeah, Arima, Akira, this is Ayato, he's my friend." The ghoul raised an eyebrow when he heard 'friend'.
"Nice to meet you," Your mentors said one after another, not suspecting a thing.
"Yeah... Nice to meet you, too." Ayato replied awkwardly. He felt a strange stir of emotions; he could kill them. Kill them right here and no one would know. He'll bring you to Aogiri with him and hold you 'hostage', making sure that no one suspected you of the murders. He could do it. He coul-
"Ayato," you cut his thoughts off, it'd been a long time since he heard you call him just by his first name with no affectionate suffix. It made him a little bit sick. "Are you okay?"
He blinked a few times to notice that everyone was just looking at him, worried; especially you.
"Yeah... I'm... I'm fine... Ah, (Y/N), what're your mentors doing here?" God he hated being so polite.
"They're just here for a chat, we had lunch together earlier, so we figured why not catch up on personal stuff." You tried to speak as normal as possible despite the nerves running through your veins.
"Well I think we'll be going now, later's the meeting when we'll decide whether or not to approve your proposal, (Y/N)." Arima stood up. Akira and you followed suit; "are you sure you don't want to be there?"
"No, thanks, I don't want to let them see me being a nervous wreck."
While walking your mentors out of the room, Arima suddenly stopped, he glanced at Ayato who stood beside you before saying, "you have some blood on the corner of your lips, Ayato, did you bite yourself?"
Shit. No.
"Y-yeah," he was clearly caught off guard, "I bit myself when I was eating lunch just now."
Arima nodded in reply before heading out with Akira, the few seconds he took to see himself and Akira out were terrifying. Luckily, no one made any move.
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When the door shut, you waited a moment before slapping the ghoul's shoulder, "why didn't you check yourself before coming?"
"I didn't know they'll be there!"
"I wouldn't have invited them if I knew you were coming home today! You never come home!" Your voice was raised and you felt a sting in your eyes. Crap. Am I crying?
A string of profanities left Ayato's mouth as he tried to console you, "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, (Y/N), I'll come home more often okay? Don't cry." He was aware and disgusted by how soft he became whenever he upset you.
You nodded, not trusting your voice to be steady enough to reply, and hugged him.
Oh, how much he missed this feeling. He wrapped his arms firmly around you and nuzzled his nose against your neck gently.
"I was worried when Arima noticed the blood. I was so worried." You sighed, burying your face into his shoulder.
"You shouldn't be, if I can't fight him, I'll run. But I mean, c'mon, between him and me, who'll win?" He sounded smug.
"Him."
"Thanks."