Can you do a cute fluffy fic about Touka styling her hair the way she did in the omake and Kaneki finds it adorable? Thanks!
“Kaneki,” Touka whispers.
“Mmm?” He rolls over. He had just drifted to sleep.
“My hair is the same as the Director’s.” Touka looks horrified. “I had a dream you couldn’t tell us apart!”
“What?!” Kaneki shrieks.
Touka turns around. Slowly, she lifts her hair and, with the angst of a thousand Kanekis, with the determination of a thousand Furutas, pulls it into a pineapple ponytail.
Kaneki’s eyes resemble saucers. “You look adorable, Touka-chan.”
“Do I?” She smiles and pats the ponytail.
“Yes.” He sits upright to tug on it. “I love it.”
Touka beams at him. “Why don’t you show me how much, hmm?”
When they leave their room the next morning, Nishiki yells. “Why the fuck are you growing a pineapple as well as a baby, Touka?”
“I like it.” Kaneki draws Touka closer to him.
“Oh, sure, trust the white-haired kid’s fashion sense,” grumbles Nishiki.
Touka waves the Aogiri kids over.
“Oh no,” says Nishiki.
A tsunami of children tackle him. His glasses are removed, and he can feel them styling his hair. “Touka! Get back here! I take it back! TOUKA!”