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i’m fine? he can’t help but feel he’s heard that one before, on one or two occasions. they’re meant to cause trouble for each other, it seems ——— whether it’s kaneki, bloodied and bruised, lids screwed open, or seki, holding on to an inch of her consciousness.

he’s quick to halt her fall, a palm underneath her head, holding it in place, and the other supporting her lower back, keeping her body suspended above the floor. her frame’s light, too light, but he’s no stranger to staving off food, and he certainly isn’t going to hold it against her once she wakes up. he’s learned by now that habits can’t die with simple persuasion.

           “  and you tell me i don’t take care of myself.  ” the chiding can
               wait, he decides. for now, he needs to get her into bed, and he
               needs to keep her there.

As Seki slowly began to awaken, she was in a daze. The girl glanced around, eyes searching for anything familiar. Where was she again..? Ken’s house, right. She looked over, eyes finding Kaneki sitting next to her, only a small lamp to light up the dimly lit room.

”Hi..” 

Only a greeting was able to part from her lips as her eyes met his, a meek smile forming. “D-Did I pass out..?” Her hand met her head, fingertips dragging across a bandage on her temple. “Oh.”