Ichigo was weary. College had been especially tiresome this year. Not to mention he'd encountered quite a bit of unwanted drama in his personal life. He'd broken up with his girlfriend, come out of the closet and almost lost his best friend. If that hadn't been enough, he'd finally come to terms with the fact that he'd had feelings on the guy had bullied him all through highschool. He was not looking forward to his father's big Christmas party. he was more just going as a formality and to see his sisters.

The last thing he had expected was to come into the family house and seen none other than Grimmjow Jaegerjacques carrying on casual conversation with his sister Karin. It boggled his brain enough that he went in immediate search of wine in response. Of course throughout the evening he'd been expected to mingle with his friends and accquaintances, but his heart wasn't in it and he slowly found himself succumbing to more alcohol. Around midnight Yuzu cut him off and told him to go to his room. He complained and said that Karin now had that space and that he was going home. The dark-haired girl stole his keys and gave them to Grimmjow saying that Ichigo had drank too much. He could have sworn he saw a smirk as he was dragged out. He complained the entire time earning some unpleasant replies.

He expected the blue-haired man to drop him at the door and take off with his car. He didn't expect to be carried into his appartment. Nor did he expect to be pressed into the wall teasingly. Grimmjow was attractive and even his cocktail addled brain responded to it favorably. He still had some presence of mind to try to move away noticing his arousal. It was too late though. Grimmjow had caught him.

"So your little sis was correct. Can't say I'm disappointed at all." He husked against Ichigo's ear.

"Nnng. Stop." Even though he tried, it sounded weak. "Get off."

Grimmjow grinned as he invaded his personal space again. "Eventually."

He tried again and pushed Grimmjow back. At this point he didn't see any point in denying he'd harbored feelings for him. He was curious as to how Grimmjow knew. "How? Why?"

"Your little sis is taking kendo lessons at the dojo I work at. In the class I teach no less. She knew exactly who I was." He smirked but stayed a comfortable distance. "Guess you can say she's a bit more perceptive than you."

Ichigo's alcoholic stupor didn't inhibit him from connecting the dots and suddenly he was on Grimmjow fist raised. "You fucking telling me that you beat the hell out of me because you had feelings for me?! What the fuck is your damage?"

"Hey! calm your ass orange. Not like I knew at the time." He grabbed Ichigo's wrist and raised it to his lips. "I'm pretty fucking stoked she told me. Said you were too dense."

Ichigo glowered, but couldn't deny that the other's lips felt nice on his skin. "Why couldn't you just say something?" He asked calming down.

"Would you have listened?" the taller man asked drily.

"Probably not." He chuckled.

"It's better to speak with actions to you." He leaned in to brush lips with the ginger. "So how 'bout it? You 'n me?"

Ichigo halted when he felt lips touching his. He thought about it then smiled softly. "Sure, but you don't get to manhandle me like that again."

"Heh. We'll see if you remember that in the morning." Grimmjow grinned and tossed the other over his shoulder making way for the bedroom.

Ichigo's phone fell out of his pocket in the process revealing an unopened text from Karin.

Merry fucking Christmas Ichi-nii.

a/n: Merry christmas loves. And most especially to blackstorm (who this is for). I have not forgotten any fics. I moved and then got really sick so I'm getting better and working on stuff now. Verloren first, then Modifications, then Anti-hero. Have the bestest holidays and thanks for supporting my works.