Here. Have this.

Work had been busy, unsurprising for the weekend, but combined with his friends-slash-co-workers never-ending barrage of questions, and his...rigorous activities the night before, Kaneki is left feeling drained.

He collapses on his bed fully dressed, too tired to even take off his shoes, let alone his uniform.

Rest. All he needs is a good night's sleep and he'll be fine. He can go back to living his life, working, and reading to his heart's content. He'll deal with his friends questions later.

Still. It's hard trying to focus on sleep when his bed seems so cold without someone else in it.

He thinks of Hide, of what he would do if he were there with him now. Probably make fun of how clean his room is. Or how lazy he's being right now.

When Kaneki realizes he's smiling, he frowns and groans, trying desperately to smother himself with his pillow.

His phone suddenly goes off and Kaneki starts. Then he slumps in his bed, desperately trying to convince himself not to answer it. But without Hide there to distract him, he can't think of any good reason not to.

Digging into his pocket rather resentfully, Kaneki pulls out his phone and looks at the caller ID, ready to have a conversation that lasts ten seconds or less.

Eyes wide, Kaneki takes in the blurred, smiling face of a certain blond man, holding up a peace sign over a sleeping Kaneki.

The contact name read, The Best Lay I Ever Had.

I couldn't resist. Of course they see each other again! Well, HideKane has officially wrecked me, and I doubt this is the last fic of these two dorks I'll write. A sequel to this story is something I've considered, but until further notice, this is it.

Okay, it's really over, thank you for your support!