"Let go of me you piece of shit," the man shouted, as he punched down on Tora, the blows landing on his head and his back.
Tora's vision was getting blurry, but he tightened his hold, he tried to use his weight to pull the man down but he was too weak, but if he could just delay the guy for even a few more seconds, that would be good enough.
"Don't fuck with me!"
The man grabbed his neck from the back, and Tora began to feel the fingers digging into his throat, and he started choking. Was he really going to die here? Tora let go of the man's legs and tried to pry away those fingers, and as so as he did, the man kicked him viciously in the chest, send a jolt through his body, gasping and coughing as he tried to get air back into his lungs, he caught sight of the man's face contorted with rage.
Then a loud bang! sounded out in the stairwelll, echoing around the space.
"Get the fuck away from him, or I'll blow your fucking head off!"
It was Ryouji's voice, unmistakably so, was he dreaming? He tried to see but his vision was turning black, and only vague outlined shadows of images were left.
"Ryouji?" he croaked out, feeling frightened and light-headed and moments later he completely black out.
When Tora woke up feeling unsure if he was alive or not, but then the pain of everything aching hit him, and he realised he must still be alive. He was in bed and hooked up to an IV drip and someone was gripping his hand tightly, when he looked down he saw the sleeping figure of Ryouji. The tips of his ears were red, for some reason he thought that was really cute, he tried reaching out with his other and to touch Ryouji, but the movement was painful enough that it made him cry out. Ryouji immediately bolted up. His face was an unshaven mess, and there were dark circles under his eyes. A lot of emotions crossed his face, his mouth opened and closed without sound forming, and Tora felt sorrier than he'd ever been about what he'd put Ryouji through, Tora tried to speak, but found that his throat was too dry and parched for any sound to be made, Ryouji immediately went to fetch him water, then helped him to sit up and drink it, and then afterwards took Tora's hand into his own again, gripping it as if to reassure himself that Tora wasn't going away.
"Is Hiroya okay?" Tora asked.
"Yeah," Ryouji said, and then looked away, "he's been taken into protective custody, but there's a distant relative that wants to take him in, it's being sorted out."
He stopped talking, and the silence grew awkward, with Ryouji's face turned away from him.
"Ryouji?" Tora called out tentatively.
"You should be," Ryouji said, finally turning to look at him. "I told myself I'd never cry over anyone again, you punk, you made me break that rule. You're going to be so sorry once you get out of here."
Tora couldn't help but smile at that, "okay,' he said, and Ryouji went to get the doctor.
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