Aw this is cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute.
“Kaneki. Hey. Been a while.” Hide tries to smile with his eyes. His voice comes out garbled.
Kaneki flushes. Hide’s face. Did he – has he done this?
He stares down in shame. His arms are red and scaly, like lizard arms. Like dragon arms. “I’m a monster, Hide.”
Hide shakes his head. Of course, Kaneki would panic over his face. Hell, he panics over his face.
But he doesn’t blame Kaneki.
What was Kaneki always telling him while giving him literary lessons? It’s better to show than tell?
Hide approaches slowly. He tilts Kaneki’s face up to his and tugs down his mask.
Kaneki cries out at the mangled mouth without lips, the mottled throat, the lack of a full tongue.
And then Hide presses his mangled mouth against his, running his hands up and down Kaneki’s scales.
Kaneki gasps. He – he is loved by the person hurt worst.
He kisses Hide back where his mouth should be. “You’re still beautiful, Hide.”
“So are you,” Hide manages, and he means it, and Kaneki knows it.
In this moment, he feels more human than he’s ever been.