Happy Birtday to wolfpup026 at dA! Hope your day have been nice.
Here is a short drabble for you!

Characters belong to Tite Kubo.

Grimmjow was lying on his back on the couch. What had he done to deserve this? Oh yeah, he had called Ichigo a jelous bitch...
But it was true though, Grimmjow had only chatted mildly with a lady and Ichigo had thrown him onto the couch as soon as they got home.

"Stay there and think about what you have done!"

And after that Ichigo had slammed the door shut to their bedroom. Grimmjow didn't bother though, after a while Ichigo would come out through the door and ask if Grimmjow wanted to sleep in the bed instead. Since he had work and all the next day.
Grimmjow turned to look at the tv, maybe he could watch some while he waited for Ichigo to turn up. Naah, too much of a hazzle.
He sighed and turned to lay on his back again. What was taking Ichigo so long? Just as the thought had left him, he heard the bedroom door creak open. Ichigo soon looked down on him and when Grimmjow looked at him, he averted his eyes.

"You can sleep on the bed if you want to. Since you have work tomorrow."

Grimmjow smiled to himself, it never hit wrong did it?

"Naah, I'm comfortable on the couch," Grimmjow said and looked at how Ichigo blushed.

Why was he blushing?

"Wouldn't it be better on the bed?" He asked.

Ah so that was why he was blushing. He wanted Grimmjow to crawl back into the bed and hold him.

"I don't even know what I'm doing on the couch anyway..." Grimmjow muttered.

"You know damn well what you're doing there, you sleezeball."

"Hey now! I wasn't a sleezeball, I was just talking to her."

"You were a sleezeball and you know it."

Grimmjow sighed.

"Look, babe...-"

"Don't you dare "babe" me, you pervert."

Grimmjow sighed again. This was just too much. Why didn't he just accept it and make it up to Ichigo in the bed instead of trying to talk to him?

"I was just talking to her."

Apparently, his mouth didn't agree with his brain.

"How can "you smell really lovely today" be "just talking to her"?" Ichigo hissed.

"What was I supposed to say then? "You smell like horseshit today," Grimmjow hissed back.

"How about you start with a normal "hi"!"

"Pfft, that's just too mainstream for me."

"And that's the problem. Why can't you be a gentleman instead of a sleezeball. Not to mention you already have me, why do you insist on flirting with everything that walks on two legs?"

"Excuse me, I have never flirted with a duck."

Grimmjow couldn't help but smile as Ichigo glared at him.

"Which is incredible. You can be a gentleman to a duck but not to a woman?"

"Ducks don't smell nice."

"If you puff the amount of perfume that lady had on her on a duck, it would. Anything would."

"I bet you wouldn't. I love it best when you smell of sex and sweat," Grimmjow wiggled his eyebrows at a blushing Ichigo.

"Anyway, are you coming or not?" Ichigo puffed out.

"I'm staying here for the night, since you're being unreasonable."

"I'M BEING UNREASONABLE?! YOU... YOU... IDIOT!" Ichigo cried out before he stomped away.

Oooh how cute Ichigo was when he was angry. The stomping, the hissing, the swearing that sometimes occured. And ooh how great the sex would be.
Grimmjow stood up and slowly walked into the bedroom. He saw Ichigo curled up into a ball with his back turned towards Grimmjow.
Grimmjow smiled as he slipped under the covers, letting his arms embrace Ichigo.

"I thought you were sleeping on the couch tonight."

"Naah, I just remembered how much I wanted to hold you," Grimmjow said and grabbed Ichigo's hand, pulling it back as he himself leaned over Ichigo and kissed it.

"You're being a sleezeball again."

"Well, at least I'm your sleezeball huh?" Grimmjow chuckled and kissed Ichigo's cheek.

He saw a small smile tug at the corner of Ichigo's lips.

"As long as you don't forget that," Ichigo whispered before turning to kiss Grimmjow.