Since I’m dealing with some depression currently… Maybe something sweet, with Juuzou and Mama Shinohara? Her stepping into her husband’s shoes, so to speak, to provide a loving parental figure in his life? Reassuring him that both she and her husband love him like their son, and their children see him as their older sibling? Sorry if it’s out of the blue, I just… I really need something like this, right now.

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Suzuya Juuzou makes it almost out of the hospital before he breaks down. He falls to the ground, crying into his knees.

It’s all so unfair.

He’s not sure how long he sobs, but he tries to stop once someone taps him on the shoulder. “Huh?”

“Juuzou, are you okay?”

To his surprise, he looks up to see Mrs. Shinohara crouching besides him. A sad smile adorns her face, and she holds out her arms, as if he can hug her.

Suzuya hesitates. “I … I’m all alone now.”

Mrs. Shinohara shakes her head. “No, no you’re not.”

He gasps as she wraps her arms around him. “Yukinori loved you like a son, and I’m sure he still does, even if he’s unconscious. And so will I.”

“R-really?” Suzuya’s eyes begin to well.

“Really.” She strokes his head. “Would you like to come over for dinner? My children would like to spend more time with their older brother.”

Her eyes. There’s no disgust in them. Just like Mr. Shinohara. Juuzou musters the strength to nod and follow her away from the hospital. 

Maybe Juuzou surprising Hanbee on their wedding day by wearing a dress? Bonus points if the dress were originally Mrs. Shinohara’s~ (She and Shinohara are Juuzou’s adoptive parents and no-one can tell me otherwise.)

Like in the omake? 😀

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Hanbee nibbles his lip and waits at the front of the church. It’s finally happening…today is the day.

Beside him, Keijin, Mizurou,and Mikage wait with baited breath. Kaneki Ken stands ready to officiate.

And then the music swells, and the doors open. On Mrs. Shinohara’s arm, Suzuya begins gliding down the aisle. 

In a snow white wedding dress.

Hanbee sputters. His face turns red, and his heart hammers.

“It’s her old dress,” Keijin whispers, and that’s it. Hanbee begins to ugly cry. 

Suzuya smiles as Mrs. Shinohara drops him off next to Hanbee. He reaches up to wipe away Hanbee’s tears as Kaneki clears his throat to begin.