Hide’s first thought is: ah, shit. We’ve definitely crashed the wrong wedding again.
Hide’s second thought is: the man escorting us out is ripped. Those arms. Damn.
Hide’s last thought is: Yoriko owes me big time. Again.
He finally glances at a stricken Yoriko. The girl is reading a small white card (Hide doesn’t want to know how she’s managed to ’acquire’ it) while resting her giant water gun on her shoulder.
The man behind them is quiet. Probably confused, too. Yet he follows his instruction well: make sure Hide and Yoriko leave the wedding venue peacefully.
“I don’t understand. I got the address right! It should have been Takeomi’s wedding we crashed! Not someone else’s!” Yoriko laments.
“Let me see.” Hide snatches the card from her and reads it instead. His eyes narrow. “You got the date wrong, you idiot. You’re two weeks too early. This is ridiculous.”
“What?” Yoriko snatches it back. She inspects it and whispers, “Oh."
Hide sighs. "You know, it’d be a lot easier if you just tell him not to go along with this arranged marriage thing, right? Kuroiwa loves you.”
“But that’s-” Yoriko pipes in, stops, and then her shoulders droop. “That’s too much of a work.”
“And crashing a wedding is not?” Hide blurts out. “Seriously. What’s the story? You two dated. Then broke up. Then dated again. Then broke up again. But this time the guy’s forced to marry a girl of his mother’s choosing? There’s a whole ass b-rated drama going on here."
Yoriko ignores him and continues to pout in quietly. Oh well. Hide’s got a more important matter to focus on right now. He looks over his shoulder. The man is still following them. Hide grins.
"I like your eyebrows,” he starts as an icebreaker.
The man blinks. “I’m sorry?”
“You like guys?” Hide quickly blurts out. The man tilts his head, observing Hide as if he’s is trying to undo Hide inside out. And well, Hide is not expecting the amused gaze from the other. His lips purse into a small grin.
“I sure do,” he answers, voice light.
“Great! Awesome.” Hide plucks the card from Yoriko’s hand, procures his emergency pen from his pocket, and writes down his number on it. He ignores Yoriko’s low ‘Hide, really? Now? This isn’t the time to scout for a dick’, which is whatever. The man is ripped. And his eyebrows are pretty. His eyes are even prettier.
So yeah, Hide wants to get to know the man. He hands over the card, now with his number scribbled behind it. The man easily takes it.
“The name’s Nagachika Hideyoshi. But you can call me Hide.”
“Kaneki Ken. Kaneki is fine,” he replies. Kaneki finally lets out a small chuckle. “You’re a walking disaster. You crashed my friend’s wedding."
Hide winces. "Uh, sorry?”
“Don’t be. Rize deserved it,” Kaneki happily says. Hide’s eyes brighten and he decides to be a little bolder.
“A shy first kiss happens only after a third date,” Hide tuts. “I’m not an easy man to please."
Kaneki chuckles some more. This time, he’s walking next to Hide. Their steps are slower than Yoriko’s as they exchange pleasantries, shoulders touching and hips bumping. And yeah, Hide likes Kaneki’s personality, too, so it’s a big win for him.
When they’re finally outside, Yoriko leaves with her ridiculously big water gun and a bad mood. Hide leaves with Kaneki’s number and a promised date.
Two weeks later, he and Yoriko crash another wedding. Hide just goes along with Yoriko because he loves his dearest friend.
But at least this time, Kaneki joins them. It’s his and Kaneki’s third date after all and what’s a better way to spend it than crashing a wedding together?
(Hide finally gets his kiss, too. That’s the best part)
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