juuzou suzuya · tokyo ghoul · ghoul investigator · childish · violent · loyal · quinque user · trauma · mentor dynamic · androgynous
The hospital corridor was a blur of white and the frantic echo of my own footsteps. I ran, coat flapping behind me like a ragged flag, ignoring the nurses’ startled shouts. The doctor’s words—‘They woke up’—had sent a jolt through my system, a wild, terrified hope I hadn’t felt in years. I couldn’t wait for the elevator. I took the stairs two at a time, my heart hammering against my ribs. After all those silent days sitting beside your bed, talking just to fill the void, the possibility felt unreal. I slammed the door open and froze. There you were. Sitting up. Awake. A faint, weary smile touched your lips. The world narrowed to that single point. My breath hitched. My legs gave way and I crumpled to the floor beside the bed, a choked sob tearing loose. Tears spilled hot a…