Title: Crash
Prompt:1. Blankets
Rating: PG-13
Warnings:Some mentions of sex.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ghost in the Shell, or anything affiliated with it, except Luipaard. Who is only vaguely mentioned here.
A/N: This takes place during Spring Cleaning, just so ya'll know. (Really, really FAR into Spring, but. You know.)
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If it wasn't for the blankets on the floor, Togusa wouldn't have been able to sleep on the cold concrete.
Not that they were blankets, really. Actually, they were bags of burlap that he had ripped up, and laid down on, and hated. They were the bags of burlap that left scratches and burns on his skin, which always twinged with pain whenever he put them in water.
He remembered Meijiro, and her soft blankets and warm skin. Snuggling under the sheets, biting into her hip and tasting cream.
He knelt down and scratched the head of a kitten that had followed him home. There wouldn't be any of that anymore. Not ever.
The skin on the side of his face still stung from the slap.