did where they are at malfoy manor and hermione is nauseous and a house elf informs Draco and his parents that she is pregnant?
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How Draco Found Out (Realization) By: IntendedMistake - T, one-shot - "I know!" he exclaimed. "It's because I brought you here to meet my parents. It's basically marriage in an ancient place like this. And I bet that fact that you are in charge of Spew makes you lovable." It's S.P.E.W" was the only reply she could give. Thank god men are daft.
Hello! Heard you needed some happy prompts and I just saw a fanart of Touka wearing Kaneki's sweater so I thought: Touka gets out their room wearing his sweater because she's cold and Kaneki blushing like crazy
I am very sorry this is so late! Also, this fic is somewhat set after the alternate ending for “He Won’t”. Please forgive me! Hope you enjoy this even if it’s so late ;A;
"He Won’t"Alternate Ending
Title: Sweater Pairing: Touken Warning(s): Fluff
The cold season has begun and Kaneki Ken was enjoying a steaming mug of coffee under the warmth of the kotatsu he just found stashed deep in one of his boxes. Finding the kotatsu set still intact with its heater surprised him, though it was a pleasant surprise. He didn’t even know he owned a kotatsu.
He glanced around his new home; it was a whole lot bigger than his apartment when he was still in college but smaller than his group’s hideout back then. Somehow, with all the unopened boxes littered around, the apartment looked homely, lively. He smiled into his cup.
‘This…is going to be a happy home.’
His new phone vibrated continuously, signaling an incoming call. Curious, Kaneki picked it up. ‘Who would call this early?’ He glanced at the clock and it read, 8:03 in the morning. He tapped the screen awake.
‘Hide’
“Of course.” He sighed and slid his finger across the screen to answer it. “Hide, do you know what time is it?”
“Good morning to you too, man.” Hide chuckled.
“Morning.” Kaneki smiled. “So, what are you calling for this early? Has it never occurred to you that maybe I was still sleeping?”
Hide clucked his tongue. “You sleep in? The world would end before that you know.” He laughed. “Man, only you would be up this early even after his own honeymoon!”
“Shut up.”
“Wait, don’t tell me…you didn’t get any?” Hide teased him, the crude joke making him blush despite his efforts not to.
Kaneki sighed and just rubbed his dual-colored hair. “No.” He thought back on what happened last night and smirked. “You won’t beli—wait!” Kaneki heard Hide groan at the other side of the line. “I’m not telling you about my honeymoon, you ass!”
Hide grumbled wordlessly. “You were just starting to tell me! Come on, don’t be such a spoil-sport! Tell me.”
“You called me just for this? Really?”
“You know how I always found your wife attractive right?” Hide asked.
The word ‘wife’ making him proud and happy until he processed his best friend’s sentence. Kaneki growled. “Are you kidding me right now?”
Hide laughed. “Damn it, man! Of course I was just yanking your chain! I mean, yeah, she’s very attractive. I mean, I had a crush on her but duh, she’s your wife. Dude—“ He chuckled. “You’re too serious.”
“Sasarious.”
A brief pause and then, “Seriously, Kaneki?”
“…shut up!”
Hide guwaffed. “Fine, fine. I’ll forget that little slip of your tongue..only if you buy me a steak.”
“Fine.” Kaneki glanced at his mug and took a sip, grimacing as the luke-warm coffee dripped into his throat. “Is there anything else you need? Besides trying to pry into my sex life?”
“Ew dude, don’t make it sound dirty. I was just teasing you.”
“You started it.”
After a brief moment of silence, they laughed at the same time.
“God, twenty-six and married and you’re still as stubborn as ever, Kaneki!”
“Look who’s talking, twenty-six, a respectable investigator and yet still childish?”
“Man.” Hide sighed. “Ah, that was a good laugh. Anyway! I did call for a reason you know?” He sounded so indignant that Kaneki smiled.
“What?”
“I got your wedding video, heh. Pretty dramatic huh? With all that shouting at Arima-san and everything.” He could feel Hide’s grin through his tone. “Touka-chan is really very beautiful.”
Kaneki smiled. “Yes, she is.”
“Man, sorry I wasn’t at your wedding.”
“Nah, it’s okay. You were on a job right?” Kaneki stood up and walked to the kitchen, where boxes were also scattered. They should really unpack..soon. He placed the mug n the sink and half-filled it with tap water. “Don’t sweat out the small stuff.”
Hide sighed. “Yeah, but hey! At least I got the video. Do you want a copy?”
“Of course.”
Hide chuckled. “Okay, okay. When do you want it?”
Kaneki walked back to the living room and was about to reply when their bedroom door opened and Touka sleepily wobbled out, rubbing her eye and then stretching her arms above her head.
His jaw dropped.
“Kaneki?”
He gulped, staring at his wife. His very beautiful wife. His stretching wife, wearing only his sweater, showing off that perfect skin he knew he couldn’t get enough.
“Oi?”
Kaneki blushed, suddenly feeling heat despite the cold weather, when Touka finally finished stretching and looked at him.
“Good morning, Ken.” She smiled, walking towards him and hugging him. “It’s so cold…where were you—oh! A kotatsu?”
Hide chuckled in his ear. “I get it, man. I’ll call you later. Have fun, pervert Kaneki~” And the line went dead.
Kaneki rolled his eyes at his phone and stared at his wife—who was comfortably resting by the kotatsu, waiting for him to join her.
He wrapped his arms around her as he sat down behind her. “Is it still cold?”
“No.” Touka sighed. “Let’s stay like this for a while?”
He kissed the back of her head. “Anything for you.”
End.
Bonus:
He trailed kisses down her throat gently, slowly—enjoying the gasps spilling out from her lovely lips. “I love you.”
She turned around and kissed him on the lips. “I love you too.”
Kaneki hugged her and whispered in her ear. “Round 8?”
Touka flushed and hit his shoulder. “KEN!”
He chuckled. “What? It’s not my fault you’re wearing my sweatshirt…I just hmmm..”
Touka blushed. “F-fine..”
Kaneki smirked and stood up while carrying her in his arms. “Okay then, wife.”
He started walking towards their bedroom, enjoying the view of Touka flushed in his arms—his sweater the only clothing she has on her slowly riding up and revealing more of that soft and smooth skin.
“Pervert…”
He chuckled, not denying nor confirming it. “It’s the sweater’s fault.”
Touka rolled her eyes. “Sure.”
End notes: Oh yeah, I’m posting it using free internet yes! Hooray for free internet! Tell me what you guys think~
omg, thank you so much! ahhh. i feel so honored ^^ thank you lovely person ♥ヽ(∀゜ )also! i will write that fic for you, i’m really sorry if it’s late haha
