Toshiro frowned as a knock sounded of his front door. It was close to nine o'clock at night, he couldn't think of anyone that would could by at this time (not even Matsumoto, no matter how drunk she was).
He shuffled towards the door and opened it wearily. He was instantly grabbed by the shoulders and tossed back and forth, he smacked the hands from his shoulders and lunged forward giving the person a swift uppercut.
"What the fuck!" The person braced one hand on the door frame and one underneath his jaw, "Chill, Icy-san! It's me! Renji! I come in peace. Sorta."
Toshiro's eyes widen and relaxed his defensive stance. "What are you doing here? Ichigo is not here if that's what you wanted, but I'm sure you already knew that," He said bitterly.
Renji shook his head, "No, I was looking for you actually. There's something I think you should be aware of."
Toshiro furrowed his eyebrows and stepped aside to let the red head in. Toshiro closed the door and followed Renji to the living room, "Would you like some tea?" he asked awkwardly.
Renji cleared his throat and shook his head again, "No, thanks. I think I'll just tell you was happening and be on my way."
"I see, well, please have a seat then," Toshiro gestured towards the couch Renji was standing by as he took a seat on a chair just opposite of it, "what is it that you want, Abarai?" Renji looked uncomfortable as he eyed the couch before slowly taking a seat. He leaned forward, red hair falling over his shoulders as he rested his elbows on his knees. His shirt draped open slightly, showing the top part of his tattoos that laid on his chest. Toshiro watched as Renji fidgeted and licked his lips. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong or are you just going to sit on my couch"?
Renji eyes widen in surprise, he shook his head and sighed, "Look, obviously, Ichigo and yours relationship isn't the best right now," Renji glared as Toshiro snorted, "listen to me! You need to get him back," Renji hissed. "Byakuya is going to try and steal him from you! Do you even care?"
Toshiro stood up abruptly, the chairs legs scraping the floor, "You don't know how I feel! You have no idea! You honestly think I don't care? How dare you! I am well aware what's going on Abarai- "
It was Renji's turn to stand up, engaging in the shouting match, "You knew? You fucken knew! How dare me? How dare you! Ichigo may not act like it, but he's depressed about this whole thing! It's hurting him! I can see it, Rukia can see it! That's something you can't hide from your best friends"! Renji took a few deep breaths to calm himself, meeting Toshiro's wide eyes, he sighed, "You fucked up in the past, Ichigo fucked up in the past, okay? Get over it. Shit happens. You guys can fix it… you always do".
Toshiro almost crumbled right then and there, he sat down slowly, feeling light-headed. "Why do you care so much? All I do is hurt your best friend," Toshiro whispered, clutching a hand over his heart.
Renji sat down and cleared his throat, "It's because he loves you. He has a connection with you that no one will ever achieve. Not even Byakuya. I don't want to see him depressed. Please, talk to him. Fix this". Renji looked at Toshiro and noticed the look the desperation and fear clear in his green eyes. The red head looked at the coffee table the separated them before looking back up, eyebrows drawn together, licking his lips, he cleared his throat again getting the attention of the smaller male. "If you're going to talk to him, be sure you're not going to hurt him like this again". With that said Renji stood up and walked out the door, letting it fall shut with click.
Toshiro wasn't sure how long he sat there on the chair after Renji left. Seconds. Minutes. Hours. He wasn't sure but he would have guessed that it might have been hours seeing as when he finally broke free from his hazy state the sky was becoming a light gray. He got up, his bones feeling stiff, his mind clouded with exhaustion. He made his way down the hall towards his bedroom. He made a quick stop in the bathroom, when he opened the door to continue his journey the light from the bathroom light up the hallway. Toshiro's eyes wondered to a picture frame that hung a little further down the hall. It was a picture of him and Ichigo at their college graduation, Toshiro smiled fondly remembering what happened when the picture was taken.
Toshiro had been talking to a couple of his friends when he felt someone tap his shoulder, his friends had smiled and excused themselves. When Toshiro had turned around arms had wormed themselves around his upper thighs, just below his butt and hoisted his up high in the air and before he had the time to protest another persons' mouth had covered his. Toshiro had recognized the pair of lips almost instantly, it was a simple, sweet and happy kiss. He remembers how Ichigo was grinning into the kiss because their graduation caps kept bumping into each other. Toshiro had put one arm around Ichigo's neck to kept himself up and used one hand to hold his graduation cap on his head as Ichigo's fell to the floor. The picture was taken by Ichigo's dad who was cheering them on.
Toshiro smiled and he softly touched the frame of the picture before quickly pulling his hand away as if it was on fire. He looked at the picture one last time before turning the bathroom light off and going to his room. He had his mind made up. He was going to get his boyfriend back. He wasn't going to let Byakuya Kuchiki, of all people have him. Ichigo was his, and he was Ichigo's.
Byakuya Kuchiki could kiss his ass.
Hey guys! How are you guys? Long time no see! Sorry if I made you guys think I wasn't going to finish this story… I just been super busy as of late and I finally got a break. I wasn't planning on finishing this chapter till later this month but oh well.
Annnyyyywwaayyysss, thank you guys for reading my stories no matter how silly and stupid they are. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter of 'Coffee Shop Ex's'. Lots of drama is soon to come so stay tuned!
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