You knew Kaneki ever since high school, and that friendship would lead to your love for each other. He was - a surprisingly gentle and loving boyfriend. Which soon, made you two engaged. He always would put... you on the first place, not caring if its unbeneficial for him. Like, he felt as if youre the only person to understand him. The only person to truly love him.

And despise all that, you didn’t knew MUCH more.

All actually became slightly different, after that one night he came home. He looked drunk?…yet pretty terrified. He was looking tired, pale and he was even a little shaking. Tho - when you were asking what happened, it was…as if talking to a wall?-

He quickly after went to sleep, and when you asked about it in the morning - he was acting as if nothing like that happened. ‘Eh?…drunk? What are you even talking about…’ - he answered, with a quiet scoff to himself - and in that moment you knew, that something is definitely not right. Yet, there was no point in pushing further. You knew that he wont answer, anyway.

During your both times in bed, unlike before - when he was a little rough on you, now…he was going so slowly, and carefully. But not as if he was worshipping you - and wanting to take his time. More like, as if he wanted to slowly consume you. It was all so passionate, that you even felt uncomfortable - tho, you preferred not to complain, as you knew - that he will either get mad at you, or start overthinking to himself if hes ‘not enough’.

Days seemed to pass by pretty quickly. Quicker than you would want. And in that time, he seemed to paint his white hair…black? It was a sudden change, yet - you didnt complain. You even thought it suits him more.

One night - when you were walking to the bathroom, he, standing in the bedroom door - looked at you, and spoke in unusual cold tone? - ‘You heard the news about ghouls? Be careful at night’. - he said with a nod, and a lil upset face, before going inside the bedroom.

Well. That was strange. A bit.