Not weird at all!

“Kanekiiiiii,” whines Furuta. “I’m lonely.”

“Furuta, I just got up.” Kaneki pulls his shirt on.

“I’m still lonely.” Furuta leaps up and pulls Kaneki back down on their bed. He pokes his nose. “You don’t seem happy. I need you to be happy. If you, the first artificial half-ghoul, can’t be happy, how can I?”

“How can I?” Kaneki replies, staring up at Furuta. 

“Will Mr. Ducky help?” Furuta hands him his beloved rubber duck.

Kaneki can’t resist a smile. “We’re more than what our parents made us, aren’t we?”

“We have to be,” says Furuta. “Please don’t let your mom destroy us.”

“If you don’t let Tsuneyoshi destroy you,” Kaneki says, studying Souta’s distressed expression. Even the very mention of Tsuneyoshi’s name is enough to unglue his beloved.

“I’m working on it,” Furuta says tightly.

“Me too.” Kaneki pulls Furuta closer for a kiss. Furuta smiles in relief. 

They’re incredibly fucked up, but they’re working on it. And maybe someday they’ll find themselves relieved they talked today.