#tellusdormit

“Tsukiyama-kun. Do you happen to know where my shirts are? I can’t seem to find them.” “Ah, Kaneki-kun. I’m afraid I haven’t seen them anywhere.”Tsukiyama says with a smile as a verypissed Kaneki comes into the room. “Oh really? Then who’s are those?” Kaneki questions , looking pointedly at the several clothing sticking out of Tsukiyama’s coat pockets.”What? Oh these…Um-!” WHACK!

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“I still don’t think you should have hit him.” Hinami gripes angrily from where she sat on the couch. Kaneki casts a sideways glance at the young girl, who was clearly upset. She had grown rather fond of Tsukiyama over the past few months together.Judging from in the flowers in her hair, she must have known he was here before Kaneki did. “He needs to learn some way.”

Kaneki says waving a dismissive hand as he walks into the kitchen. “What do you mean? What did he do this time?” Hinami questions following Kaneki into the kitchen. “The usual, he took my shirts again. I’m gonna have to wash them all again…” He says with a sigh.Hinami suddenly gasps. “Onii-chan you really shouldn’t have hit him!” Hinami blurts suddenly, and loudly. Surprised Kaneki turns to look at her. “Why not?” He asks. She makes a wary face, as if she was torn between something. “Well...You see…Here’s the thing....”

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Kaneki sighs as he makes his way to where Tsukiyama was. “Here's the thing...Tsukiyama-san told me not to tell you no matter what!...But I feel really bad for him because of your misunderstanding so...In truth...Tsukiyama-san is working really hard to make you a christmas present!” …. That didn’t really give me an answer to why he would steal my clothes but...I guess I’ll still apologize..For Hinami..

Kaneki notices the light on in the living room and slowly walks over. He see’s Tsukiyama sitting casually on the floor, his back towards the door. He was humming in his usual gusto as he continued to do whatever he was doing. Kaneki noticed, with a twinge of guilt, that he had several bandaids criss crossing his cheek.

Tsukiyama was certainly working on something, there were several scraps of cloth and thread all over. Kaneki curiously moved to see what it was but Tsukiyama had sensed his presence and was already turned towards him. “Ah, h-hello Kaneki-kun.” “That many bandaids for someone who can heal faster than a human?” Kaneki says fully going into the room.

He noticed Tsukiyama’s hands twitch at his movements. What are you hiding?.. “Ah, miss Hinami insisted I have these on.” Tsukiyama says forcing a nervous laugh as he touches his cheek. “Yes she would do something like that...Tsukiyama-san. What are you doing?” Kaneki questions. Tsukiyama immediately shuffles something behind his back and smiles. “Nothing interesting Kaneki-kun.. why do you ask? Did you want to do something with me?” He smirks lifting an eyebrow. Kaneki frowns. He’s back to normal ...maybe he’s.....No, something’s still not right. I know he’s hiding something.

Kaneki crosses the short distance separating them and see’s what Tsukiyama had been hiding, despite Shuu’s objections. Kaneki’s eyes widen at the site. Tsukiyama’s fingers were pricked and bloodied, and he held  some sort of knitted garment in his hands.

“I...You...erm…” Tsukiyama flounders. I’ve never seen him this flustered before...Actually, I’ve never seen him flustered period.

“Tsukiyama-san..this..”

“It’s..for you.”  

He says slowly, scratching his cheek.Kaneki looks at him in surprise. The gourmet takes the garment out from behind him and shows Kaneki. It was hideous. It was bright. And it was a sweater. Several patches and beads were clumsily sown unto it, there was even some sort of strange lace strings hanging off the ends… “The truth is...Tsukiyama-san has been working really hard on a christmas present for you!..”... “This..Is for me?” Kaneki says dubiously.

“Yes, I thought it would be more meaningful to give my amore a gift made by my own two hands, rather than to have someone else make it.” “But..Why?..!..Wait. Is the reason you took my shirts.” “Yes..” Tsukiyama admits almost embarrassedly. “I needed your measurements, so I took them. I should have explained myself better.” He says scratching the back of his neck with a small grin.

  Kaneki shook his head. His eyes wandered from his bandaid-laiden cheek, to his bloody fingers, to the ugly sweater. “Tsukiyama-san…” He whispers. Tsukiyama smiles proudly taking Kaneki’s manner as a response to his gift. “I’m glad you like it Kaneki-kun, this is actually my first time doing something like-” Before he could finish Kaneki had covered his lips over his, cutting off his words. It was a quick, warm kiss, merely a brush of a butterfly’s wing on Tsukiyama’s lips, before Kaneki pulled away. The white haired boy was blushing lightly and was staring at his feet.

“Kaneki-kun…” Tsukiyama murmurs, shocked. Kaneki turns away with a passive look. He reaches over and takes the sweater from Tsukiyama before walking over to the door. “Kaneki-kun?” Kaneki stops at the door and glances back at where Tsukiyama stood in the middle of the room, still with a shocked look on his face. “Thanks.” Kaneki murmurs before disappearing into the dark hallway. Tsukiyama stayed staring after him, even after several minutes had passed since he had left. A smile formed on his lips as he touched them with his fingertips, hoping to savor the taste and warmth.