Warnings: None??? *GASP*

Age - 22

Height - 5’7 (170 cm)

Blood Type - A+

Eye Color - Gold

Hair color - White

Skin tone - Pale asf

Build - He has muscle, not a lot but enough to where he can easily defend himself

Education - Attending College (English Literature)

Occupation - Student/Library Assistant

It wasn't often you visited the library, but when you did the large assortment of books you checked out made you stand out even among the regulars. As such, you grew close to the staff who'd always tease you about your hauls.

"Hey Y/n, back again I see?" Amari was the librarian that spoke to you most often, frequently checking you out just to look through the large stack you'd bring to the circulation desk.

"Yeah, I finished all the books from last time." You grew comfortable around the staff over time. Whereas you used to be embarrassed to stand there for a few minutes sliding your books through the return slot, now you just made small talk as you did your thing.

"Woah, that's a lot of books." A new voice cut off your train of thought.

You turn your head, looking over your shoulder towards a new face. You assumed it was another patron until a shiny piece of metal caught your eye. A nametag.

"Hamamoto Hoshiko..." You mumble, reading the tag.

"Oh, sorry... I didn't mean to intrude." The smallest of hues covers the albino's cheeks as he rubs the back of his neck.

"It's fine. It's a normal reaction." You give him a soft smile.

Hoshiko chuckles before his eyes dart to a cart full of books. He practically jumps out of his skin as he wheels the cart away, most likely going to put them back in their rightful places.

"That's Hoshi, our new hire." Amari speaks once again.

"Oh, he seems nice."

"He definitely is. I outta say he rivals you in the amount of books you read." She chuckles.

Amari's kind smile reminded you of those grandmas in movies. She was such a calming presence, the perfect face of a library. You had imagined her, with her chocolate brown skin and grey hairs reading 'A Visit From St. Nicholas' multiple times. A campfire crackling in the background as she'd read the poem with her soft voice.

"Ah, you should go search for your new batch dear, we close in thirty."

You smile at the woman, thanking her before quickly going off in search of new finds. Eventually, you find yourself in the horror section, thoroughly reading the summaries of the books that catch your eye,

"If you're looking for horror, I recommend this."

You turn to your right, coming face to face with a book. 'Juniper Berry'.

The book is lowered as golden eyes come into view. You see his eyes curve as his cheeks raise, the book hiding the boy's obvious smile.

"I've never seen this before, is it good?"

The book is lowered further as the albino nods, offering the book to you. He starts a general description of the book, purposefully leaving out any major details that might spoil it for you. You smile as he continues, eventually stopping with the sound of a cough.

"Oh, I'm sorry I took up all your time." His cheeks flush as he rubs the back of his neck, clearly flustered over the situation.

You chuckle, "It's alright. I've been meaning to check out fewer books than usual. I'll be able to come here more often."

Hoshiko lights up at your statement, "Great! I'll see you next time then!"

You nod, both of you going your separate directions as you check out your five books and Hoshiko finishes offloading the cart from before. You glance at the focused boy as he sorts through a few books, quickly placing the one he had been holding in between a few.

I guess it’s an already established relationship?? Kaneki had no idea how he ended up in a skirt, he looked at the mirror and grimaced with a slight dust of flush covering his face. The black pleaded skirt emphasized the paleness of his legs and ended half way down his thighs; if he bent over in it, anyone behind him would be able to see everything.

The ghoul did a small twirl just for the point of it; he had to admit he looked good in a skirt. However he wasn’t going to tell Shuu that. Who was waiting outside of his room after somehow convincing him to wear the skirt with his pleading words and soft kisses? 

Kaneki spun on his heel in dramatic manner, still not used to how exposed the skirt made certain areas feel. He recomposed himself as he placed his hand on the bedroom door knob. Keeping it in mind that Shuu had promised a few books during his begging. The thought of new books was enough motivation for Kaneki to open the bedroom door with the confidence he did not feel.

Kaneki stood in the doorway with nerves eating away; he suddenly felt extremely exposed and wanted to get back into his usual clothing straight away. As if sensing the half-ghoul’s worries, Shuu appeared and moved towards Kaneki with his eyes darkened by a whirlpool of emotions “tresbien” he murmured. Cautiously, Shuu moved to grab Kaneki’s unsure hand. He locked eyes with the other who was growing flustered by the minute and dragged him towards the couch; Kaneki was suddenly tugged onto Shuu’s lap. The ghoul looked up at the gourmet with unsure eyes, “what are you trying to do?” he attempted to snark out through his nerves and shyness only to have his voice weaken. 

Shuu pressed his finger to Kaneki’s lips and instead moved to play with the skirt. He let a small smile slip on his face and looked back to stare at Kaneki who’s red face was standing out against his white hair. “You look amazing in a skirt.” He noted watching as Kaneki grumbled, he quickly looked away from Shuu and moved to get off his lap, he felt too vulnerable for his liking.

Quickly Shuu wrapped his arms Kaneki’s waist and held the ghoul even closer; enjoying the shyness Kaneki was showing. It was this type of behaviour that reminded him so bad of the old Kaneki Ken, the one who also couldn’t handle affection.

Shuu slid a hand up and down Kaneki’s thigh marvelling at the softness of his skin. Before he moved to rest his hand on Kaneki’s waist knowing he’d get his ass kicked if he rested it in certain places.

Shuu cupped Kaneki’s jaw with his free hand, Kaneki’s eyes widened at the sudden touch and his body began to grow hotter on the inside from nerves. “You should wear a skirt more often” Shuu whispered, before Kaneki could reply. The gourmet pressed a lingering kiss to Kaneki’s lips surprising the latter. 

“You should beg more often” Kaneki retorted when they pulled apart. 

Sensing Kaneki’s distraction, Shuu moved his hand from Kaneki’s waist and attempted to slide it underneath the skirt craving to touch him even more. However as soon as he touched the remaining thigh underneath the skirt, Kaneki quickly yelped and slipped off Shuu’s lap in shock.

He looked up from his position on the floor and glared up at the gourmet who was staring down at him with fear in his eyes.