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[mayoboro]

toushirou hijikata
#1470 holly heights
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[mayoboro]

[he knows badou is the last person who wants people to think he needs to rely on someone. the kid is, for all that is first impressions, much more dependent and capable than the wild animal disconcerted by his surroundings. everything seemed better, as he rolled to his task of annoying others and being the most perfect piece of shit.]

[but traces of that first instance of vulnerability, when badou had thrown the first aid kit into a wall and cowered like a wounded dog, never quite left hijikata's mind. he would never prod and try to scrutinise rotten meat, but the flesh wound seemed to have dead cells at its core. it was only a matter of time, he figured.]

[he stops his bike, rests weight on his feet, and waits stupidly for another message telling him to 'shut the FUCK up this is dumb', or something along those lines. waiting in vain, and knowing so, he pockets the mobile and gets back on the bike seat, to turn back to the law enforcement building.]