frolicking frosties
Requester: Sam
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Hitsugaya/Hinamori
Prompts: lazy Sundays, peppermint ice cream, blankets
A/N: SAM ILY. I'm sorry. I wrote this oneshot ages ago, but could never finish it. I'm a failure!
'It's another one of those lazy Sundays,' Hinamori mused as she deftly tied her hair into a bun, before inspecting herself to be presentable in a mirror, fixing the loose strands neatly into place. The room she resided in was starting to feel stuffy; the other girls had drawn the curtains last night for privacy.
As she lifted up the silk blankets the girls had used the night before, settling it on the bed and smoothing out the creases evenly, her foot met cloth. She had stepped on a pile of clothes.
Seeing this, Hinamori couldn't help but smile as she remembered what Hitsugaya once told her.
"Matsumoto's a slob."
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Leaving the beach resort Soul Society had lavishly splurged on them, waves of soft sunlight greeted her; the large ocean sparkled in the distance as the cool sea breeze wafted past her. A burst of loud voices alerted her to her left as soft brown eyes caught sight of a familiar spiky flaming red head together with a woman with cascading long orange-blonde locks bickering.
A small smile tugged at the ends of her lips as Hinamori's eyes roamed over the endless white grains, noticing a tiny pink haired girl in her adorable blue one piece swimsuit crouched on Aburame's head – at whom held an air-filled float in his hands, the fearsome Kenpachi nearby, chuckling heartily at his subordinate; before giggling at the odd pair of siblings building sand figurines; and lingering over a certain pale haired captain who lied under a large bright umbrella on a soft blue blanket – he was alone.
As she proceeded to approach her childhood friend, the flustered Hanataro, who –oddly- was carrying an icebox, gave a sheepish smile as he opened the, frosty air released as it revealed brightly colored ice cream cones.
"O-oh, I'll have two peppermint ice creams."
Nodding hastily, the black shaggy haired male lifted two green cones and passed them to her, before walking towards the others. As she looked at the haggard medic, she felt like he ought to have more rest.
Heading back to her destination.
"Here you go, Hitsugaya-kun."
Piercing gold eyes merely gave her a glance as the ice prince collected the cone from her,
"You ought to socialize more, Shiro-chan."
This got his attention as he glared strongly at her, "Captain" he emphasized, "Hitsugaya."
He liked to watch her, sometimes.
There was something within her movements - gentle and polite, that emphasized her overly nice nature, and her facial expressions, where he could read her like an open book.
He liked how he understood her.
Merry X`mas! 3