hidekaneheadcanons:

It’s always late a night, when Kaneki’s eyes are bleary, that he finds himself completely enthralled with the beautiful man lying next to him. He allows his gaze to glide from the gentle dip of Hide’s shoulder, up his elegant neck, to the delicate line of his jaw. His hair fans around his face, golden in the moonlight, his skin seeming to glow with magical essence. The freckles across Hide’s nose and cheeks beckon for Kaneki to brush soft kisses across them, but that would only awake him, breaking the beautiful serene moment. So Kaneki remains silent and unmoving, admiring his love until he too falls asleep.