'He's late,' Ichigo thought, rubbing his hands together in an attempt to fight off the cold. The teen shivered as a cool wind blew by, he was sitting on a bench in a mostly deserted park waiting for his incredibly late lover. Ichigo got up, sighing, he decided that he had waited long enough. Just as he was about to set off in the direction of his home, his blue-haired lover turned the corner into the park. The orange-haired teen's heart skipped a beat as he watched his lover make his way towards him; his shoulders hunched, hands buried deep inside his pockets and his hood up over his head. Ichigo could see blue spikes poking out from underneath the hood.

"Grimm-," he started as the older of the two approached him with that smirk on his face.

"I know, I know Ichi," Grimmjow interrupted, "I'm late, sorry but Nnoitra wouldn't stop harassing me about his club and the opening tonight and all that."

Ichigo huffed in response. The teal-haired man let out a sigh and wrapped his arms around his Berry's waist, pulling him close, "Cummon Kitten, let's get outta this cold and go home. Hmm?"

Grimmjow slid his fingers through Ichigos' and pulled his lover along as they made their way back to their apartment. Ichigo smiled and listened intently as Grimmjow chatted about Nnoitra's big club opening tonight and how Nnoitra and Shinji were in the middle of a big fight, which wasn't uncommon at all in that relationship, but it meant that Nnoitra was going to get particularly drunk tonight at the club. They were walking down the corridor to their apartment when Grimmjow came to an abrupt halt causing Ichigo to almost walk into him. The teal-haired man pulled his Berry in for a quick kiss, loving that he had caught him off guard.

"You taste especially sweet today, Berry," Grimmjow whispered into the blushing teens ear.

"Stop saying silly things, Grimm," Ichigo replied, "Cummon, we only got like an hour and we gotta go to the opening and we both know your gonna take extra long in the shower."

Grimmjow raised an eyebrow ad smirked, "Is that so?"

The teen gave him a sultry look as he opened the apartment door and backed in, pulling Grimmjow by his belt buckle. Grimmjow let sip a little growl as he kicked the door shut behind him, they might be a little late to the opening at this rate.