Archive of Our Own ^beta

Each hunting dog receives a monthly surgery that is required by the government. these surgeries keep their vitality and inhuman strength in check so they can preform their duties as the governments strongest weapon.

Tetchō, however, hated these surgeries. No matter how much they helped keep him strong, it didn't matter. Each time, the surgery would leave him nauseous and in pain, puking up his own blood and coughing until his lungs burned.

Again, he's kneeling on the cold tile of the bathroom floor, holding his own dark brown hair in his hands as he coughs out blood in the toilet.

"f-fuck…" he shut his eyes tightly, a shiver shooting up his back, he felt weak, and he hated feeling weak.

Being hit by a truck was probably preferable over this.

He hears slow footsteps entering the bathroom, Tetchō doesn't have to look up to know Jouno is standing behind him, A look of disgust held in the mans unseeing eyes.

"Again?" Jouno's cold voice cuts through the thick air. Clearly unimpressed with his teammates display.

He shuts his eyes, sweat beading at his forehead. The nausea was getting to him.

"You don't get it…" He manages, his voice strained from all the coughing.

All the the hunting dogs suffered the consequences of these surgeries, but none of them suffer the side effects nearly as intensely as Tetchō does.

"Oh I get it perfectly-"

"No you don't! I don't have time for this" Tetchō spat, he's not in the mood to be scolded while in such nauseating pain.

"You're weak. You always will be" Jouno states, like it wasn't even a question. His tone cold and cruel.

Tetchō lets out a growl,

"I'm not weak! don't you-" his words cut off by a intense coughing fit. Blood splattering from his lips onto the floor.

"I can't control it" He wheezes, a hand coming up to clutch his stomach.

"Then quit acting like a victim! we all endure the pain, deal with it and quit being so damn pathetic" The blind man spat out.

Tetchō bites his tongue. Wiping the blood from his chin as he pulls himself up to his feet, his head spinning from nausea and he feels the muscles in his thigh ache.

"I'm not weak! don't ever say that again!" He hisses, One of his hands on the edge of the sink to prop himself up as he gains his balance. A hand shoving Jouno to the side as he moves to leave the bathroom.

"Running won't change anything, Tetchō. You'll always be weak in my eyes." He notes, his lips pulling into a cruel grin.

Tetchō felt his chest tighten and ache. His fists clenching at his sides. He wasn't running, was he? He was surviving, he was being strong and sucking up the pain, despite the feeling like he could to keel over at any moment.

Tetchō fled to the patio of the villa that all the hunting dogs shared. The blind man slowly trailing after him.

Tetchō leans over the railing, resting his forearms on the metal of the railing, shifting his weight to rely on the structure to keep himself on his feet. Jouno, however, leans against the doorframe connecting the patio to the villa.

"You're still shaking. How…pathetic." The blind man taunts, grinning.

Tetchō grits his teeth.

"Why are you following me? just to torment me?!" He questions, leaning against the railing, clearly frustrated as he lowers his head over the railing.

"just because you think I'm pathetic.." he squeezes his eyes shut, feeling an unfamiliar burning in his eyes.

Jouno moves closer, his presence looming behind the other as he speaks in a low, taunting tone.

"Because it's entertaining for me to watch the way you suffer. And you're right - I do think you're pathetic. But there's more to it than that." Jouno says.

There's more too it?

He raises his head slightly, looking off out to the dark night. Turning his head ever so slightly to glare at the blind man behind him.

"what?…" He only manages as a whisper.

Jouno's smirk widens at his staggered expression, his hand reaching out to grip Tecchou's shoulder firmly.

"You're like a puzzle, Tetchō. I can't seem to understand you. Your so weak and soft…But I bet on the inside, your just as twisted as the rest of us~" He says with a purr.

Tetchō turns his head back out, looking past the railing, swallowing sharply.

"You don't know anything about me"

He'd never admitted some of the thoughts he'd had…..about others, about himself... A shiver shooting up his spine at Jouno's touch.

Jouno leaned in closer, his breath hot against Tetchō's ear as he whispered.

"I know enough." he stated, "I know you hide those dark desires behind that stoic facade. I've seen how you look at me when you think no one's watching~" Jouno's tone was akin to a purr.

What?

Fuck…no, no, it wasn't supposed to happen like this…he's supposed to be strong…he needs to be, he can't be a hunting dog if he's weak. Tetchō vision begins to blur, a mix of anxiety and nausea makes it difficult to focus his gaze.

"No, you weren't supposed to know…" His hands begin to shake as he lowers his head to the railing, the unfamiliar feeling of tears burning in his eyes.

"No one was supposed to know"

Those words left Tetchō's lips, but he couldn't even recognize his own voice. He sounds so pathetic.

Jouno chuckles darkly, his grip on Tetchō's shoulder tightening as he pressed himself up against the others back, whispering in his ear like a devil on his shoulder.

"Oh, but I do. And it's intoxicating~"

"The way you try so hard to keep it hidden... makes me want to see just how far I can push you." His grin widening as he spoke, finding joy in tormenting his colleague.

Tetchō squeezes his eyes shut tight, attempting to hold back those pitiful tears that were unbecoming of a hunting dog.

"No…stop…Stop it" Tetchō finds himself practically begging. His hands tremble as he attempts to cover his ears, not wanting to hear it anymore, how the Jouno knows and speaks the same way those voices in his head always had, telling him he's weak, worthless.

Jouno only grins more at the sight at Tetchō's mental breakdown.

"Make me, make me stop, Tetchō." He purrs with a cruel smile, a hand wrapped around Tetchō's wrist, forcing his hands away from his ears.

Tears pricking in Tetchō's eyes as his hand clench, trembling.

"No! Stop it, I can't take it anymore!" He manages to speak out.

"Shut up, SHUT. UP!" His hands jerk out of the others grip, desperately covering his ears and holding his head down against the railing. Another wave of nausea hitting him, making his stumble, struggling to stay on his feet.

Jouno Smiles.

"That's it, let it all out. All the pain, the weakness. Let me hear you break" He grins, again attempting to force Tetchō's hands off his ears.

Fuck. his eyes shoot open when he feels the other forcing his hands away from his ears. A tears streaming down his face quietly. He felt so nauseous... in so much pain.

He was about to protest, blood spilling from between his lips, he begin to cough. Blood splattering onto the railing and the deck of the patio.

Jouno watches with a sadistic gleam as Tetchō coughs up more blood, his body trembling violently.

Jouno leans closer, his lips almost touching the others ear.

"Pathetic and weak... and yet, so beautifully broken. I wonder what the others would think if they saw you like this." He murmurs with cruel enjoyment.

Tetchō's eyes widen. tears streaming down his face freely now…..he hasn't cried in years, the feeling and completely unfamiliar to him. How would they react? would they call him weak too? would it matter if they knew how he'd contemplated killing himself just to make the pain stop...he was supposed to be strong, but here he was, crying on the patio, and coughing up blood while his body collapses from the inside out.

"Stop...make it stop" His hands tremble. He felt incapable, unfit to fulfill his duty as a hunting dog.

Jouno gleams brightly at the sight. One gloved hand coming from behind Tetchō to wipe his tears from his face.

"My dear, Tetchō. You're heart is pounding" He states.

"I can hear the tension in your muscles~ do me a favor and let loose~" He purrs, his hand sliding off the others cheek and down to his neck. Without a hand to support his head, Tetchō's head lolls forward. He's practically gone half limp.

"I-I can't…it hurts so bad…" He whimpers, squeezing his eyes tight.

Jouno is only amused further by Tetchō's crash out.

"Come on. maybe you're even more pathetic than I thought." Jouno promptly teases him, ah hand coming up to his own chin as he mocks his comrade.

"How could you ever be a hunting dog with such a fragile mindset" He purrs, continuing his torment.

"How can you expect to save anyone when you're like this?" Jouno's mocking finally relents and he goes quiet. His hands grip loosening on his shoulder. Crickets filled the air along with the sound of Tetchō quietly crying, his head in his hands against the railing.

"I can't…I can't stop it" He sobs.

"I know you're probably right…I'm weak." He mutters, raising his head ever so slightly.

"Is there any amount of training that could fix that?" it was a rhetorical question, but Jouno replied anyways.

"No." He says more coldly. The gleaming, cruel smirk gone from his face.

"There's nothing you can do about it." Jouno says coldly, but his hand slides slowly from the others shoulder to his back, gently rubbing his back, almost in a caring manner, despite his cold replies.

This only make Tetchō cry harder. His breath hitches, a bit of blood spilling from his lips.

"Then maybe I should have let those damn detectives murder me." He mutters through gritted teeth, tears staining his now, visibly frustrated expression. his fingers pulling at his hair.

"Now wait a minute Tetchō-" Jouno spoke, but unable to express the way he feels. He knew he's always told Tetchō to go die in the past, and for the most part he meant it, but when it was here, and the other actual says something like this…that he wished he had been killed…That thought didn't sit right with Jouno.

Tetchō looked up from his hands slowly, tears staining his eyes as he gazes at his blind teammate. there was almost a cruel enjoyment to this, on both ends. And much as he knows Jouno is only here to torment him. He feels a bit of a relief, just having someone with him, even if that said person would be hurting him on purpose.

"Mgghh, quit crying. You're making me uncomfortable" Jouno retorted to the other.

Tetchō's eyes welled with tears as he tries to hold them back. Failing, he tosses himself at the other, wrapping his strong, yet shaking arms around Jouno's waist. Nuzzling his face into the crook of Jouno's shoulder, beginning to sob again.

Jouno is quite frankly surprised by the sudden embrace, and even more disgusted considering the fact he has one of his colleagues sobbing into his shoulder…yet there was another feeling present.

"eugh" Jouno lets out a quiet scoff, very slowly sliding his hands around the others torso.

"You're so damn annoying sometimes, Tetchō" He states, one hand on Tetchō's back, the other coming to rest in his hair.

"I'm never letting you get away with this again…" Jouno huffs, ever so slightly tightening his grip on Tetchō.

Tetchō continues to cry into Jouno's shoulder. Letting down ever tough wall he'd ever kept up. even if it hurt him to be vulnerable, especially with someone who would purposely torment him…and yet he did.

"Hey…" Jouno mutters, catching his attention.

"hm?" Tetchō raises his head to look at the mans unseeing eyes.

Jouno had a slight blush on his face. The other was still crying? He leaned down slightly. Anything that'd get him to shut up…

One hand moving to Tetchō's chin as Jouno slotted their lips together in a soft, yet claiming kiss. Tetchō lets out a soft whine into the others mouth, his face heating up quickly.

Jouno pulls back.

"Quit being a baby." Jouno huffs, pulling his hands away from the other, clearly done with him.

Before Jouno could pull out of the other mans grip, Tetchō leans down and claims Jouno's lips again in a more needy, more animalistic kiss. This time Jouno was the one who let out a soft moan as he was kissed. His hands pressing against Tetchō's chest. Finally he manages to pull away, a string of saliva connecting their lips.

"Fine…Only for a bit longer" Jouno relents quickly, hands sliding back onto the others body.