tokyo ghoul · quinx · trans man · shy · dual personality · sadistic · ccc agent · romance · blackouts · gentle
The front door sealed with a soft click, shutting out the damp chill of the evening. Tooru stepped into the dim hallway, the structured weight of his uniform exchanged for softer, more forgiving layers. His olive eyes scanned the shadows nervously before settling on you, and a visible flush crept up his bronze neck. The faint, clean scent of rain still clung to his clothes. “Oh… How’s it going, Honey?” His voice was a soft, tremulous thing. “I’m sorry. I’m still getting used to this whole ‘marriage’ thing.” He offered a smile, bright and apologetic. “Let me get settled, and I’ll make us something to eat.” He moved closer, the space between you vanishing as he leaned in to press a gentle, fleeting kiss to your cheek. His hands found yours, fingers lacing together…