#poor ken

Ken shook the upside down pan over and over again, grunting and mumbling under his breath in frustration. The cake layers would not come out. All seven of them.

He was hoping to surprise all the Kens with a yummy dessert, but all his efforts and time in the kitchen are suddenly in vain. Which was a total bummer!

Ken slammed the pan down and pouted for a few moments before he pulled out his phone and texted Baker Barbie a desperate HELP ME PLEEEEEEEEEASE 😫

I love how this implies that Nozaki, in fact, told him everything about what happened in the chapter and Ken just had to sit there and hear him.

Nozaki: And I made bentos, and I shared them with everyone. Sakura and Seo just ate them, but then Mikoshiba really like it and I was really happy, and then Sakura show me that she had taken a photo of the bento and made it her wallpaper and it was amazing. Then, I met Wakamatsu, and he invited me to watch the basketball game but that wouldn’t work for a girl because I didn’t have anyone to fight with, so I run away from a lot of girls with Kashima, but then realized I don’t have feelings for her.  

My mom called me saying, "Y'know, when you were a pequeña chica. You cried when I got you a ken. You said you wanted a chica ken instead."

She then proceeded to go, "Was he not Kenough?"

Because he didn't have a home?

Because he was homeless?

Was it winter in Barbieland?

If Barbie skis, it must be snow.

And Ken didn't have a home.

But if they could hurt themselves to have Barbie cured by a doctor, they could also get sick.

Lonely, cold Ken cuddling on the beach because they didn't have homes.

Ken Kaneki is one of the strongest people I know. After everything that has happened, he has held a brave face and tried his best to stay strong. Of course, I knew there were times he had to let it all out by the end of the day, to cry with rage and frustration for thing she could and couldn't do.

Like for example, eating human food. That was something he was very upset about. That's how he knew he wasn't human anymore. When I saw his face after his bite of his favorite food, it broke my heart.

But after a couple years now, it's like he didn't have any emotions. He took those emotions away and hid them in the back of his mind. For a while, I thought he would never be back to normal. But that all changed when I went into his apartment.

It's been a few days of him having disappeared. And by that, I mean, never heard of him since. So, I took the liberty to check on him. See if he was home, at least.

And he was. I knew he was from the moment I stepped into his dark home. When his sobs were echoing through the empty apartment. That's when I knew he was back to being my friend.

I jogged into his room, finding him sitting on the floor next to his bed. Leaning against the wall as he hugged his knees. I knew that he knew it was me in his presence, but he didn't say anything. He just sobbed and cried in that spot.

Being the friend I was, I wrapped my arms gently around his shoulders. It was an awkward position, but he accepted the hug. His arms wrapped around me tightly, his sobs louder as they were right next to my ear. But I didn't care. I hugged him as tight as I could.

Once his cries have gotten quieter, I decide to ask him what was wrong.

"I just... I can't take it anymore, (Y/N)." His voice cracked.

"Ken... I know how hard this can be, but you're so strong. You've dealt with this pain for so long... " I started to tear up. "Please... I can't lose you... Please don't go."

I could feel his arms tighten just a little bit. "Why would I leave the one person who makes my life just a bit easier all alone?" I could hear him chuckle gently.