They lay together on his bed, limbs tangled. His arm was around her small, slim torso, her cheek pressed against his bare chest. They are both awake but quiet, just simply being together.
Ichigo looks down at her and presses his lips into her raven black hair, "Can I ask you a question?" he says breaking the silence.
Rukia tilts her head up, looking into his brown eyes for a moment before snuggling her face just under the crook of his neck, "What?"
He looks to the ceiling, suddenly nervous, "Rukia, will...will you marry me?" he asks.
"Idiot." she mutters, smiling to herself, tightening her arms around his waist.
"...Is that a yes?"
She pushes herself up and kisses him lightly on the lips, "What do you think?" she mutters.
He grins and pulls her into another, longer kiss, feeling his heart skip a beat at her answer.