he’s frozen; afraid to move, afraid to breathe, even afraid to blink. he has what he desires most in the world on his lap, looking as fragile as always. he ponders at kaneki’s words and releases a controlled hum. tsukiyama is not one who succumbs to idiotic problems – but then again, he is human. greed and lust often go hand in hand, or so they say. pallid fingers tug and loosen his vibrant red tie. finally, he gives in.

“kaneki kun, i hope you’re ready for a night of booping.”