A sunny day, perfect for a relaxing walk in the nearby park. With Autumn just around the corner, the trees have started to change their colour, from lush green to pale yellow and deep crimson. Kaneki quickly finishes his shift, drying the wet mugs and refilling the beans and bidding a happy bye to a grouchy Nishiki.
Picking up a small bouquet at the florist he ordered a few days ago, Kaneki quickly makes his way home to his lovely wife. Speaking of his lovely wife, he speeds up a little more, the fear of leaving her alone crawling uncomfortable back up his spine; she had a false labour just last week and worst of all, she was all alone at that time. Thank god for handphones otherwise... Kaneki fears the worst.
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“I'm back!”
“Good! Now come into the kitchen and help me out!
Did something happen?!
Kaneki rushes into the kitchen only to see Touka trying to reach for a mug placed on the top cabinet. Caught between admonishing her and laughing, he holds his snickers at the death glare she shoots him. “Stop suffocating yourself and come help me! I want to drink out of my bunny mug today but I can't fucking...” she tries to stretch a bit more, “reach it!”
Finally walking over, he holds her arm gently and draw them back, his own reaching out to get the mug she wants; her favourite mug because he's the one who bought it. Kaneki's quite smug about it since she prefers this mug over the black bunny mug Ayato bought for her and he never forgets to rub it in his face whenever he's over.
“Touka!” He calls for her to look over Holding 2 mugs out for her to get a good look, he asks, “ Which one do you want to drink out from?”
Touka turns away from Ayato who was visiting for the weekend with Hinami and decides, “The one you bought.”
She doesn't see it but Ayato was fuming at his sister and his -urgh- brother-in-law. How he wishes to wipe that asshole smile he's sporting.
Without handing over the mug he retrieved, he wordlessly pour the freshly brewed coffee into it and hands it over to her carefully. “Here you go. Be careful.”
“I know, mother.” She grins at this, finally her craving for caffeine will be quelled.
Kaneki pouts at this; since when he's the mother?
“I'm not sure if you got this wrong but... shouldn't I be the father?”
Touka waves him off and heads to the couch, struggling to sit without spilling any precious coffee. Since when did it get so hard to just... sit down?!
“Of course you're the father. I don't remember sleeping with anyone other than you.” As always, Touka knows where to shoot to make him blush. “Unless you changed without me knowing....”
The temperature in the room drop drastically and he gulps, memories of checkered tiles and a bin full of his nails flashing by before he could stop it. Though Touka has a bad temper and fights pretty damn well, he's confident she will not kill him, at least not 100% but 95% is darn close to it. Quickly raising his hands to a surrender position, Kaneki vigorously shakes his head at her silent accusation, eager to live to see another day and their family.
“Of course not! You're stuck with me for the rest of your life.” He grins childishly like a kid who will never let go of a bad joke. Plopping beside her, Kaneki makes a show of stretching his tired body and ultimately resting his head on her lap, ignoring her smacks and complains of him being heavy. “Let's go the park later for a walk. It's a nice day, after all.”
She snorts into her mug. “Thought you said I'm not allowed to leave the house since I'm, I quote you, about to burst?”
At least he has the audacity to blush at that. “I will be with you so it's fine.”
“I feel like a prisoner who only gets let out with permission.”
Turning his head so that he faces her belly, he snuggles into it. “You're thinking too much. Now, finish up that coffee and let's go!”
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It's too hot, she feels. Touka understands the necessity of the coat but the winter hat? The muffler? The gloves? It's only the beginning of Autumn for fuck's sake. Ripping off the gloves and hat, Touka throws them towards a panicking Kaneki who has already started fussing over her being cold.
“It's too hot, Kaneki! I will wear them if I feel cold.” She walks away quickly, or rather, as fast as she could which isn't very fast considering how much weight she's carrying now. Touka appreciates her husband's concern over her but sometimes, it is just overbearing and breathing becomes difficult.
Pausing in the middle of the path, her breathing becomes laboured and she quickly calls for Kaneki. Shifting her carefully to a nearby bench, Kaneki asks what's wrong and she puts up a hand to silence him before he gives her a headache as well.
“Just a little tired. Can we head back? I don't think I'm up for that walk you suggested...”
“Of course we can head back. Let me know once you feel ok to stand up.” His eyes carry a heavy shade of worry and she flicks his forehead and smiles.
“Don't look at me like I'm about to die.” She scold him. “I just need to rest, alright?”
“Ok...”
The walk back home takes twice as long as they took to get to the park, Touka needing to pause every few minutes to catch her breath. Kaneki's worry is at an all-time high; this is the first time he's seen her so worn out since her pregnancy and it sure doesn't seem normal. After tucking her in bed with that extra small pillow placed at the small of her back for extra cushioning, Kaneki calls Yomo and informs him about Touka's situation when he hears her desperate cries.
It’s going to be his first birthday ever since they entered the married life but cafes don't run by themselves. As much as he'd like to go out on a date with his lovely wife, hand in hand while strolling down the decorated streets, taking care to make sure she does not do anything reckless like let go of his hand and slip...
The fear he experienced last week still haunts him. One does not simply not react hysterically when you see your wife, let alone pregnant wife, fall in front of your eyes. Good thing he managed to cushion her fall by diving beneath her before her butt could make land fall but it doesn't make him any less worried.
No wonder he's a jittery mess when he received a text from her saying I'm heading to the docs alone since the rest are busy. See you later.
He pales and drops his phones and it takes 3 slaps from Nishiki to shake him out of his stupor.
“Oi! Kaneki! You still alive?!”
“Yeah... yeah...” He rubs his red cheeks slowly, half his mind already cooking up 69 worst-scenarios-possible of Touka walking alone while the other half tells him to pick up his phone first before rushing to the employee's room.
A strangled collar stops him from doing so first. “And where do you think you are going?”
“Touka's all alone out there! I have to save her!”
“Kaneki, she will be fine. I'm pretty sure of that since that bit–I mean, that asshole once beaten me up.” He settles for a less vulgar word at the glare he received, begrudging at how easily she defeated him those years back.
“Have you seen her now?!”
“I saw her just yesterday and apparently that vicious mouth of hers just leveled up.”
“That's not what I meant! She's alone now and susceptible to falling and the babHIK– ” Nishiki pulls on Kaneki's collar again to make him quiet down. They are still at the front counter after all.
“As much as I'd like to let you go, it's more likely that I will die from the workload here alone than Shitty Touka will.”
The cafe is booming with business, a queue formed an hour ago still yet to be cleared. With the regular crew out of commission due to various reasons, only Nishiki and him were available for the day, Yomo having left earlier when the cafe was slow to scout for deeper news and wouldn't be back that early to replace Kaneki.
“But I –”
His phone vibrates in his hand and sees that it's from Touka. I'm fine. Stay at the store otherwise I will not let you talk to the baby from today onward.
He's sweating bullets as he types his reply, receiving another message halfway through. AND I will not tell you what the doc said.
He settles for calling her every 10 minutes until he reaches home.
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Kaneki reaches home in record time to find it pitch black and he gulps.
Where is she? Why isn't she home yet? She told me she's at home already?!
He panics badly and quickly switch on the living room lights, calling her name until he hears her call his from their room.
“Touka! Wh–” His words die at the provocative scene before him.
Sure, the guy always has some fantasy but he'd never thought it would come true. Here he is, mouth gaping open and close like a fish out of water at the sight of his Touka lying on their bed, wrapped in only satin red ribbons, candles glowing softly in the dark, making her look like a goddess.
He thought she was sexy before and with the additional beautiful bump, she's making his mouth water for all the right reasons.
She beckons him over with a wave and he complies without any resistance, eager to unwrap his present but she stops him before he could pull the tie apart. “You're so impatient,” she chuckles, “Did I say you could unwrap your present?”
He gulps at her sultry voice. This little minx!
“C-Can I?”
“No.” She rejects him flatly and snickers inwardly at his crestfallen face. Sitting up on her elbows, she pulls him down by the collar. “Let's play a game, Ken.”
“A,” he starts weakly, “a game?”
God forbids, a game! The last she suggested a game, he almost lost his balls!
“Yes, a game. If you can guess the answer correctly, you get to do whatever you like to me tonight.” She pauses to bite down on his ear lobe, just hard enough to draw a drop of that delicious blood of his. “But if you lose...”
Her eyes twinkles with mischief, “You get cold turkey for the next week.”
Leave it to his wife to torture him like that.
“O-okay. Bring it on.”
“It's easy,” she says, turning around and reaching to the bedside table to retrieve a small envelope, passing it to him to open it it up. “All you have to do is to guess what are the results of today's scan.”
Kaneki fishes out an ultrasound film, squinting to see what lies beyond the naked eye. “I can't see very well.” He complains, getting up to on the lights.
Touka squints at the sharp lights and grumbles; so much for her effort trying to make things look romantic.
“Well? What's your answer?”
He doesn't reply, choosing to think of his answer carefully; after all, his future for tonight and the next week is at stake here. He sees 2 black round things and wonders, isn't there supposed to be only one? Why are there 2?
The dots connect and he whirls around and practically screams, “Twins?!”
Touka laughs at his reaction, “Yes. Twins.” Beckoning him over again, Kaneki runs and jumps onto the bed, hugging his beautiful wife tightly at the delightful news. “You will be twice as busy next time, Papa Ken.” She smiles, hands running through his hair lovingly.
He kisses her with all the love he has for her, unable to believe the happiness he is enjoying right now. “Thank you, Touka.”
“For what?” Looking at him with a look full of love, she wishes she could do more for her husband.
“For everything.” He kiss her. “For not giving up on me.”
Another kiss.
“For not leaving me alone.”
Another kiss.
“For giving me this chance to start something with you.”
Tears start to escape, streaming down his flushes face as he thought of how he doesn't deserve her but she kisses his insecurities away. “Don't be silly and stop crying. You are supposed to be happy when you have a present, well, 3 presents in front of you.” She reminds him, leading his hand to tug onto the tie gently.
“Of course.” He sniffles, “Don't want to spoil the mood by being a crybaby.”
“Yeah, and I bet you will be the biggest baby of them all,” she laughs as he pouts.
“Well, only this baby can do this.”
Kaneki kisses her again, deeply, and everything turns into sighs and moans for the rest of the night.
Could you write jealous shironeki (touken) ? please c:
Hitting the sack
“You’re late.”
Touka shoots a confused glance at her currently wrapped uphusband who is glaring at her with sharp eyes which can be barely seen from underneaththe blanket. “The boys couldn’t fall asleep and I can’t just leave them totheir own devices. You know how crazy they get when they are alone and awake.”
“… What about me?”
“What what aboutyou?”
If it was any possible, Kaneki burrows even further into hisbarricade of pillows and blanket, seemingly determined to merge all into one. “Youleft me alone in bed.”
Touka wonders what the merits of whacking him on the headwith her kagune shard are.
“You’re a grown ass man who is fully capable of sleepingalone, and you do not scribble onwalls when you can’t sleep. Not that it would make things better if you useyour Rinkaku to decorate the walls instead.”She chastises, smacking his ass with her towel before heading to the adjoinedbathroom.
Good thing the blanket is doing a great job of hiding hisblush; he’d though his wife have forgotten the incident where he – er… – re-furnishedthe walls a little while he was drunk. Ken swears he doesn’t remember a thingbut the destruction left behind didn’t sit well with his family, morespecifically his wife. At least the twins had fun trying to imitate him in hisdrunken stupor, while he was sleeping cold turkey for the next few days in theliving room.
Touka steps out of the bathroom fully refreshed after a hotshower; maybe she should get a massage soon. Taking care of 2 kids and a bigbaby, also juggling with work at the café isn’t as easy as fighting with theDoves.
“Touka…” He cries for his wife, discontented with the imperfectwarmth the blanket has been providing him with. “Hurry up and come to bed…!”
Did I marry an adultKaneki Ken, or just the adult-sized Kaneki Ken?
She contemplates flinging the heavy blanket away to make himfreeze from the cold but shoots the tempting idea down because her childishhusband would just whine even more like the annoying kid next door. But there’sa problem.
“Why are you on my side of the bed?” She huffs with her handson her hips, displeasured by the sight of her spot being taken.
“Your scent is strongest here – hehehehehe.”
About to pummel him with the conveniently placed lotionbottle on her dressing table, Touka yelps when she get pulled into bed, quicklyfinding herself surrounded by the delicious warmth – not that she will everadmit – and soft comforters. His soft breath against her nape is lulling her tosleep, tiredness from a long day creeping into her muscles and mind.
Before succumbing to slumber, she nudges him in the stomach,“Move over, you fat ass. I hardly have any space.” Her words harsh but withoutbite. Ken refuses, saying he wants to be surrounded fully by everything that isher. Taking his words in a decent way, she mumbles how cheesy he is when he isneedy.
“Only with you.” He kisses her and falls asleep soon after,finally surrendering himself to the sandman.
My birthday is on Sunday the 4th! Can I slide a prompt in here? *whispers* TouKen early pregnancy fluff? shironeki would be good (im lying, it would be super good) ((sorry im too shy to not ask without anon))
I got carried away and wrote the entire process =X Hope you enjoy the early birthday present!
Slightly NSFW at one part ~
Things That Make Life Worth Living
Kaneki’s always known that Touka isn’t an early riser accordingto past experiences; he is still traumatised by the horns he swore he’s seenbefore at 4am. Apparently his wife didn’t think watching the sunrise is a goodenough reason to wake up while the fucking roosters were still sleeping.Checking with clock again, he’s… puzzled. It’s already past 10am but Toukalooks like she still holds the ability to sleep for another 12 hours.
Sliding his hand across the dining table, Kaneki intertwines hisrough fingers with hers, rubbing her palm with an affection untold to no onebut them. “Are you alright?”
Her eyes are unfocused, on the verge of closing any moment butmanages to catch his words. “Yeah. Just… tired and,” a yawn breaks her words,only emphasising her state now, “sleepy. Can I go back to bed? I don’t feellike eating now…”
He manages to catch her before the bloody finger on her platepokes her right in the eye. “I’ll carry you back.”
Too tired to refuse, Touka gets carried princess-style back,something Kaneki doesn’t get the chance to do often. The feeling of hersnuggling up to him is something he will never get tired of. With a smile toowide that will probably make Touka give him a fist full of love to his face ifshe was wide awake, he walks with light steps back to their bedroom, takingcare to make sure her dangling feet doesn’t hit any corner on the way.
“Have a good sleep.” He makes sure to give a forehead kissbefore leaving the room, quietly shutting the door and heads back to cleartheir breakfast.
~~~~~
Are you alright is on the tipof the tongue but he holds it back; how can anyone puking their guts out forthe last half hour be in any way alright.
“Uuuurghhhh… I feel like shit.” She manages to wheeze out beforeanother wave of nausea hits her already weak stomach.
“Did you eat something wrong?” Doing his best to be useful in thissituation, Kaneki continues to rub her sore back and keep her hair away fromfalling all over her face. Hearing a particularly loud groan that makes himworry and cringe at the same time, he’s about to call Yoshimura for helponly to be held back by her weak grip.
“Don’t leave me alone.” She whispers with barely any strengthleft.
Hearing those words again only made his heart clench with hurt.“I won’t.”
Never again.
~~~~~
Kaneki knows he isn’t dreaming but he still asks her to punchhim.
“Huh?”
“Punch me!” He repeats.
“Wha- why?”
“Just do it!”
“Ok?”
Not knowing how much strength she should put, Toukagives him everything she’s got. As usual, her punch sends him across theirroom, the sound of a tooth or two hitting the wall. But he’s not getting up.Quickly hurrying over while worrying whether she did it just a little too much, shesquats and peer over his seemingly-dead body. Only to find him weeping.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
It’s fun, she thinks, poking his wet cheeks and it goes squishsquish. With a sudden cry and a leap from her – urgh – husband and a yelp fromherself, Touka finds herself encased in those familiar, strong arms that makesher feel loved. But why the heck is he still crying?
“I’m so,” a snort, “happy!” Another snort filled with mucus.
Eww.
Sighing at her hopeless husband, she pats his head, knowing theaction will help to soothe whatever emotions he is currently high on. Itdoesn’t take long until he calms down, wiping his tears away with his sweater,thanking her for the tissue she passed to him to… blow his mucus out.
“Sorry, I was so happy I-,” sensing another round of waterworks,Touka silence him with a kiss, an effective method that is bound to work everysingle time.
“You can save those tears when I demand for an entire plate oflarge intestine at 3 in the morning.”
He hates the smell of that horrible organ but seeing the gentlesmile on wife’s face, Kaneki doesn’t care about it. He will do whatever ittakes to keep his wife, and little one inside of her happy.
~~~~~
“Kaneki! I told you I don’t want to eat the liver! I don’t likeit.” She pouts with her arms folded and it reminds him of the small kid by theblock.
“Now, now, Touka dear. The liver is good for your health. It hasa lot of meat in it and not only does it provide a lot of-“
He finds it difficult to speak when she just stuffed the entireorgan into his mouth.
~~~~~
“I wanna eat some dick.”
Eyes as huge as saucers, Kaneki turns to wife, unbelieving thewords she just sprouted. “What?”
“I wanna eat some dick.” Seeing how he has failed to comprehendher request, she repeats again. “Dick, penis, cock, meat stick, whatever youcall it! The one you rub 50 times when I deny you sex. That! I wanna eat that!”
It’s amazing how much… restrain she has not bothered to holdafter pregnancy.
“O-O… kay. I… have to go… hunt then.” He gulps. Kaneki couldonly apologise deeply to his victims that night and pray he does not receivekarma for it.
Seeing his wife… lick those dicks and chomping it off, he’scaught between asking her why she isn’t licking his and glad his is stuffedsafely in his pants. She’s finished every last one of them, announcing howsatisfied she feels with a burp.
“Oops. Sorry.” His face must have been one like a kid becauseshe’s observing him. “You look like someone whose got their teddy bear stolen.”
“It may have well been.”
“Why do you say that?”
It’s his turn to pout this time, refusing to answer herquestion.
Touka thinks back of her action, wondering what was it that shedid that is reducing her husband to display such a show of childishness. Ahhah!
“I see, I see. You’re jealous.”
His face lights up Christmas lights, silently exposing hisfeelings and embarrassment. This night couldn’t get any worse for him, hegrimaces, sinking further into the couch to hide his pitiful form. A lighttouch across the front of his pants shocks him, looking up to see his wife onall fours, night shirt dipping enough to reveal her inviting chest and bulgingtummy.
“Don’t need to get jealous, Ken. I didn’t forget about you.”
Her sultry voice sends him shivering, whether it is out ofanticipation or fear of her biting his dick off, he’s not sure, but he doesn’tthink anymore when her warm mouth envelopes him.
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“You think I look like a whale, don’t you.”
Her accusing tone makes all his internal alarms ring. What thehell did he not do but still irked her this time?! “Of course not! I think youlook beautiful!”
Of course, this is only to Kaneki’s point of view. What Toukasees every day in the mirror is the total opposite. Long gone was her slimwaist, now replaced with a huge tummy that seem like it would probably explodeany day. Swollen ankles, fat thighs, big arms. Even her hair feels like a clumpof mess and she wants to cry.
“But.. I-“
“No buts. You’re beautiful, no matter what shape, form, orsize.” He brings her in for a hug, doing his best to wrap his arms but findingit difficult after all so he hugs her from the back instead. They spent a fewpeaceful moments, enjoying the silence that will be gone come the next fewmonths. But life is never easy for Kaneki.
“Are you indirectly calling me fat?”
“Huh? No? When did I- Toukaaaa!”
Somehow her kagune shards are sharper and deadlier than lasttime.
~~~~~
“You look like you are tired of life.”
“Just tired of Touka’s pregnant genes.”
Kaneki knows they are bound to meet obstacles in their life buthis wife’s temper may not be what the great Centipede can handle on his own.He’s been locked out of their room for the past 3 days, forced to sleep on thesmall sofa with only a thin blanket to keep him warm.
Nishiki pats him on the shoulder. “I hope Kimi isn’t like thatin the future. And good luck to you; only a few more weeks, right?”
“Yeah…”
Missing hugging his lovely wife and cuddling up to her, he can’twait for it to be over!
~~~~~
The little tyke demands to see the world in the middle of thenight, raising the alert level to an all-time red high. Lots of screaming,cursing, 3 broken ribs, 10 wounded fingers and thumbs later, Kaneki and Toukafinally get to behold the result of what 2 people in love can create.
“They look so beautiful.”
“I hope they grow up to be as beautiful as you are.”
Even when covered in sweat, Kaneki will never findsomeone else who looks more beautiful than his wife. She has given so much;patience, guidance, new point of view, and even love for such a messed up beinglike him. And now, cradling the tiny new-born with wisps of black hair in hisarms, Touka has given him yet another reason to want to live.
“Well, considering the both of us are rather goodlooking, I do say there is a high chance,” she jokes. “But it seems that thislittle rascal is taking after your impish white side…” In her arms lie awiggling tiny baby with white, shiny hair, the little guy trying to escape theconfines of the blue blanket wrapped around his teeny body.
“Hehehehe. I wonder whose kagune they take after…”
“Who knows? They may even take after both of ours.”
Feeding them and changing their nasty diapers, beingthere when their kagune first sprout, attending school and learning how toblend into society, them having girlfriends and getting married, Kaneki wantsto be there every inch of their life and he will never ever let his family bealone.
