Warnings: I own only this sorry excuse for fluff. I mean, plot.
"A Lady GaGa Concert? Really?" He sighed, rolling eyes.
Hanatarou pouted, folding his arms. "You said that you'd get me whatever I wanted, and I want us to go to this concert together."
Grimmjow sighed slowly again, considering his options. Hanatarou did really want this, and Grimmjow did promise to get whatever the small man wanted.
"It's my birthday! This is important to me! I know that on your birthday you didn't care what we did, as long as we were together, but I really, really want to see this concert. SHE IS MY HERO!"
Grimmjow rolled his eyes yet again as he gathered his lover in his arms, leaning in slowly to kiss him. Stopping a millimeter away, he whispered, "You'd better be fucking grateful, or I'm going to have to punish you Hana-chan."
Hanatarou pecked him chastely on the mouth, but Grimmjow took his jaw in hand and tilted his head up, deepening the kiss. Hanatarou hopped of his partner's lap, and danced about ecstatically. Grimmjow smiled, leaning back onto the couch as he watched his Hana-chan bounce happily around the room. It'd be worth it, bad pop songs or not.
AN: So I wrote this for a friend of mine. She's the one who got me hooked on the pairing, and when I first wrote this (in April) there were no stories for them! And apparently there still aren't, or there aren't that are shown with the default setting of let's-not-show-M-rated-stories. Seriously Fanfiction. Come on. Anyway, I really like this. It makes me smile. I hope it does the same for you.
Also! I have no hard feelings against Lady GaGa. In fact, I am rather a fan of her work, and everything said by Grimmjow is simply his character, not my own opinions.