protector

41. sensual kiss.

he didn’t know how this happened. he couldn’t remember what series of events led up to being here, with this man, in this kind of situation. they’d met under not so ideal circumstances and Ichigo was positive he hated him, but somehow he found himself pressed close, too close to the big, solid body of Grimmjow.

his back was pressing against the wall of his bedroom, and Grimmjow was in front of him, pressing close. there were questions in his mind and a hint of doubt, uncertain if this was something they should be doing even as his hands slowly found purchase on the blue-haired man’s chest. a thought crossed his mind, that maybe he should shove him away, but instead his hands only gripped Grimmjow’s shirt to bring him even closer. 

from there, his hands inched up to the back of the taller man’s head, encouraging it closer to him. his lips found their way to the thick, muscled neck of the other man and slowly moved up to Grimmjow’s jaw, to the corner of his mouth. 

it was early in the morning. it was really early in the morning. who thought it was a good idea to give him clinicals at freaking five-thirty in the goddamn morning? he hated it, but Ichigo also knew this would be something he just had to get used to for when he officially became a doctor so he figured he just had to deal with it. eventually, he knew it would be 12+ hours in an operating room or barely coming home. and though Ichigo never saw himself as much of a coffee fan, he found himself depending on it more and more with these ridiculous hours. in order to get to the hospital in time, Ichigo had to wake up a little before five so that he could get a quick shower and gulp down about two hot cups of black coffee. 

Ichigo made it into the hospital with about ten minutes to spare, and despite the amount of caffeine he consumed before leaving his apartment he still felt drowsy. according to the email he got the previous night, he would be following some doctor around for a majority of the day. a man named ‘Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez’ was the person he needed to find, but he didn’t even know what this guy looked like so that might prove a little bit challenging. ]

while he was making his way through the hospital, he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket and reached in to take it out, momentarily taking his attention off of where he was going. as he was reading the message his friend sent to him, he wasn’t watching where his feet were taking him and suddenly he was walking into something. something solid, yet clearly human. startled, Ichigo quickly looked up to begin apologizing because really, this was definitely his fault. 

maybe this wasn’t the brightest idea he’s had all week. on his way home from class, ichigo chanced upon a situation he just couldn’t turn a blind eye to and ignore. it was a small group of larger men--around four or so of them--harassing a young teenage girl. this kind of thing happened everywhere, he supposed. sleazy bastards with no concept of personal space of the word ‘no’. despite it being absolutely none of his business, Ichigo couldn’t just stand by a let something so disgusting continue on and feel good about it later. 

“hey, fuck faces,” he yelled out, immediately gaining the attention of the crowd of men. they gave him a nasty look, one that said ‘get the fuck out, this is none of your business’, but of course Ichigo ignored that one. “what kind of low life jerks go around harassing a little girl? disgusting.”

wowowowowow i am soooo sorry for my very, very delayed introduction here. my internet was out for a few days ;;; i’m here now! i haven’t roleplayed anything in months... hell i haven’t watched anime in months. but yeah, hi, i’m around and looking to start writing!