"Are you okay?"
Ichigo wrapped his arms around Grimmjow's waist, resting his forehead against his back, between his muscled shoulders. Grimmjow sighed and closed his eyes, leaning his head back till it rested atop Ichigo's orange locks.
"I don't know Ichi, I really don't."
He braced most of the wind that was gushing towards them, while Ichigo huddled behind him. His toes curled in his shoes, subconsciously trying to grip onto the rock beneath his soles. The drop from the cliff was steep, overseeing a restless ocean. Each wave that crashed below was like a hellhound with foamy paws outstretched, reaching out towards him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
A pause. The salty air nipped playfully at his cheeks, beckoning him.
"Yes."
And together, they jumped.
Some random suicide scene, I think? I've had this for years, but only now have I posted it. Is it worth becoming a fic?
Please R&R!