#ATTENTION TOUYA LOVERS I AM WRITING A PIECE FOR HIM AND HERE IS A CRUMB

[emjiroki]

Snippet of my Touya fic (I still dont have a title dont judge lol) 

TW for future updates and the fic because it will be dealing with heavy themes! this snippet is pretty safe though!

White. Everything was so white, sterile. The floors, the walls, the unbearable buzzing fluorescent lights. A proper house of torment. Touya felt backed into a corner in the brightness, like a feral dog with its hackles raised and barely fighting back the urge to snap his teeth. The fresh wounds on the palms of his hands stung a little as he dug in his fingers, the bandages were that tacky soft that clings to your skin. Unnerving. The skin treatments didn’t get any easier unlike what the doctors said. They still burned, worse than his own fire ever could. It was a different burn though, chemical, deep down fixing the damage that was done by his own power slowly but surely. He was thankful they had at least put him under to remove the staples holding him together, had stitched and fixed his flesh back to almost somewhat presentable through grafts and high-end expensive technology. Touya was used to pain, to take just about anything after singeing nearly ninety percent of his skin away, but his nerve endings and muscles reforming was something he thinks people in hell have to endure and he refused to put himself through that under any condition. Even if he might have deserved it more than most.