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Kaneki was never meant to be seen like this, in this form dubbed “Centipede”, hunched over a dead ghoul and growling like some rabid dog.
"Why did you follow me?" Kaneki asked, his voice distorted and low.
"I…I’m…" his partner started, backing up with their hands up in a display of surrender. They were pale. Awfully pale. Almost as pale as Kaneki.
"You shouldn’t be here," he started, and he noticed his significant other struggling to speak words but he wished they would say something anything other than what he feared they’d say most: "You’re a monster".
"K-kan…eki…" they stuttered, and they stumbled over another dead body as they took a few steps backwards and shrieked.
"No, please no, this isn’t me I swear please don’t leave me I love you," Kaneki rambles, the string of words barely coherent.
"Kaneki, what are you? What is that?" they cry and Kaneki just wants to hold them, cradle them, tell them his story and explain everything in a soothing voice because he hates the way they’re looking at him with fear in those bright eyes.
"Please," he calls out to them, "please, I’m so sorry, just—"
They sway and stumble forwards, their legs giving out, and the white-haired boy dashes to them, grabbing them by the waist and holding them close.
"Kaneki, what is this? Hey, say something…" they murmur as they clutch onto his chest.
They feel dampness on their head, like raindrops were somehow falling from the roof, and they look up to see Kaneki, tears running down his face.
"You weren’t meant to see me like this."