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The next morning I had absolutely no clue where I was for the first couple of minutes. It's not a very good feeling let me tell you and I glanced around the white walls where the sun was bouncing its rays with a feeling of panic before I remembered. The covers smelled like a spring time fabric softener as I peeled them away and sat up with a groan. Toshiro must have still been asleep because there were no noises in the apartment as I reached for my jeans and pulled my phone out the pocket. It was just passed 7am and far too early to be awake on a weekend. However my head was throbbing and I needed to pee but in our drunken haze last night he hadn't exactly given me the tour and I didn't want to go opening doors to try and find the bathroom in case I stumbled into his own room by accident. So I knew I'd have to just stay put until he woke up. With a sigh I stood up and threw my clothes back on before sitting back down on the couch.
The kiss kept popping up into my mind over and over. It had taken me a bit of time before I'd managed to fall asleep but thankfully the alcohol had helped with that. Now that I was a little more sober I could think clearly and I pressed the palms of my hands into my eyes as I tried to focus. That had not been my finest moment. That was not appropriate. Yes I thought he was stunning and I was sexually attracted to him and he was single but I was married. He'd made a point of reminding me of that and he was right, what I did was shocking.
I groaned and leaned back against the couch trying to focus on all the reasons why this was a bad idea so my mind wouldn't focus on how soft his lips were or how cold his tongue was. How small and delicate his tongue had been in my mouth. How his erection had felt through the silken fabric of his boxers. I grunted and shook my head trying to clear the thoughts away, they were the wrong ones to be having. Instead I should be focusing on the fact that I'd just cheated on Orihime. Everyone thinks about being with someone else at least at some point in their life. Even if the person they're cheating on their partner with a celebrity or a fictional character, we've all done it. And yes, maybe some would class my recently masturbation sessions as cheating on my wife but what had just happened last night couldn't be called anything but. I couldn't punt it off as a 'journey of self discovery' because it meant much more than that.
'Good morning.'
His voice went right through me. Remember when you were a child and your parents would say your name in that tone that you just knew you were in serious trouble? That's exactly what his voice sounded like right now. I kept my face in my hands as I decided to try and play everything off as a drunken mistake, maybe if I looked more hung over than I felt he'd let me off with a warning and we could continue being friends.
'Good morning,' I grunted back and refused to look at him. I heard him moving away from the room and I peaked out between my fingers. I could see his shadow on the opposite wall. He was in another room doing something. I wasn't sure what until I herd the tinkle of glass and then the sound of running water.
He came back through to the living room and his expression was unreadable. His jaw was set and he didn't look me in the eye as he sat the glass down on the table in front of me along with a couple of pills.
'For your hangover,' he said and went and sat down on a solitary chair to my left. I didn't say anything but reached across and took the pills and downed half the water in the large glass. When I finally had the courage to look at him again I noticed he was wearing a pair of baggy jeans and a slack t shirt which he'd obviously just thrown on before coming out his room.
'Where's your bathroom?' I asked after a moment of what seemed like rather awkward silence.
'Hm? Oh,' he pointed down the hall, 'second door on the right.'
I left the room and made my way to the bathroom, closing the door over I took a moment to splash some cold water on my face before emptying the entire alcohol of the night into the toilet. How I'd managed to sleep with that much liquid in my stomach was beyond me. I washed my hands and took a bit of time sniffing at the unusual bar of soap he had. It smelt like mint and tea tree oil. I was sure it must have been picked up from Lush because I could see a few other Lush products dotted around his bathroom. Not wanting him to think I was snooping or taking a shit I quickly left and made my way back into the living room. He had his bare feet crossed on the chair and was sipping at his own glass of water when I leaned against the door frame.
'I think we need to talk,' he mumbled and I felt my heart sinking. We weren't even dating and yet he made it sound like we were about to break up. I sighed heavily and walked over to sit on the couch.
'What about?' I asked, determined to play innocent which just earned me a glare from across the room. It didn't seem like there was any malicious intent behind that glare, more just that he seemed to be asking if that was a serious question or not with a look.
'What happened last night,' he put his glass of water down on the table. 'Ichigo do you like me?'
'Of course I do, you're a nice guy and a great doctor-'
'That's not what I meant,' he was looking right at me now those beautiful giant teal eyes boring into me, searching my soul. My mind was going into over drive, my heart was pounding in my chest and I was sure my hands were clammy too. It suddenly felt like I was in some kind of teenage chick flick.
'I don't…' I trailed off, trying to think of a way to avoid the looming conversation without much success.
'Are you gay Ichigo?' he asked outright, leaning his tiny body forward in the seat. His hands were clasped between his crossed legs and he was looking at me intently. 'Is that what you found out? Is that why you kissed me last night?'
Fuck, he was well and truly onto me now. I swallowed thickly but kept eye contact with him. Only guilty people looked away and I needed to look confident right now.
'No, I'm not gay,' I stated firmly back, trying to work my tone to sound a little offended at the comment. He considered me for a long time then narrowed his eyes.
'Then what was that kiss about last night?' it was hard to tell through my hazy morning eyes but he seemed a little annoyed now.
'I- dunno?'
'That's a lame answer Ichigo, that was more than just a tender peck on the cheek. Did you do that just to mess with me?'
'What? No!' I quickly rose from the couch and stared down at him.
'Then why did you do it?' Neither one of us had broken eye contact yet, 'because I think you're lying.'
'I- it's all confusing to me,' I muttered which was partly true. I looked at my hands now. 'I don't know,' it had been hard for me to accept that maybe, just maybe I was a tiny little itty bitty gay. One thing was for sure though. My feelings for this stunning diminutive doctor were absolute.
'The magazine, you said it was women with small breasts and short hair,' he made a face as I turned to him, 'are you sure they weren't men?'
'I-' the blush on my face had given it away before I could even open my mouth and he let out a sigh.
'Was there an ulterior motive to inviting me out to dinner last night?' it was his turn to look at his hands clasped on his lap now as he fidgeted with the delicate fabric of his jeans.
'No,' I tried to say it firmly but I knew he'd argue again if I didn't offer him some kind of clarification. 'Look I wanted to thank you and genuinely want us to be friends.' I simplified, hoping he'd be happy to leave it there. He pursed his lips and looked up, regarding me with that intense teal gaze again.
'I don't think we should be friends Ichigo,' he said eventually and I felt my heart sink. I'd blown my chance and I knew it. He glanced back down to his bare feet and casually placed his hands on them. The movement made him seem a lot younger, a bit like a child grabbing their toes. My heart was falling through the floor and I had to do or say something before this ended for good.
'Toshiro… you're about to become the head Doctor of my fathers clinic, you work so closely with my family. Seeing each other is unavoidable, I just wanted to get to know you better. To perhaps become friends with the man who will be taking over my father's entire life work. I don't want things to be awkward between us and I'm sorry for last night. Something like that will never ever happen again.'
'How can you be so sure?' he glanced back up at me now and his stoic mask seemed to crumble a little. It was a difficult look to read but his expression seemed almost eager. 'How can you be so sure something won't happen between us again?'
'Well, I guess I can't give you anything other than my word. Please just give me another chance?' I pleaded. If I had been an outsider looking in, my desperation alone to retain some kind of connection with him would have been a dead give away of my feelings and intent. As it seemed he was almost as eager as me for something to remain between us. He regarded me with a bias mind and eventually sighed and nodded.
'But we need to establish ground rules,' he said and I felt my heart slowly returning to my chest as I sighed with relief.
'Alright, what kind of ground rules?' I asked, I'd happily agree to anything right now if it meant I'd just get to spend time with him again.
'Well, number one,' he held up his index finger, 'we probably shouldn't get drunk around each other again. One or two beers fine, but no more than that. It's not good for us anyway.'
'Alright,' I nodded my head. I could agree to that, I wasn't a massive fan of alcohol anyway other than the occasional beer or cider or glass of wine.
'Number two,' he held up a second finger and I tried to keep the smile off my face at how completely tiny his little fingers were. 'No more getting caught in the rain, because you're right your spikes do look good wet.'
'Wait what-?'
'Number three,' he continued ignoring my attempts to interrupt him to find out more information about that last condition. 'No being alone together, ever. If we do anything we do it with other people or we go out in public. No staying over at each others places and no going anywhere alone.'
'Alright,' I still wanted to ask him about that second condition. To me it sounded like he may have been a little attracted to me and as the thought occurred I tried in vain to stop the smile gracing my lips.
'Is something amusing?' he asked and he quirked a brow adorably at me. Clearly he seemed a bit annoyed that I wasn't taking any of this seriously.
'No, no of course not,' I waved him to continue, 'please keep going,' I tried to get the smile off my face again but it wasn't working and the more I thought about it the more I smiled. If he did like me, maybe there was hope for us. It was strange to think of a possible future where me and Toshiro could be together like a married couple. Somehow that idea excited me more than any thoughts I'd ever had about my future with Orihime.
'Well,' he sat back on his chair, letting go of his foot and dropping his other hand, 'those are the only conditions I can think of.'
'Alright, they seem reasonable,' I smiled at him. 'But I wanted to ask you about the second one?'
'What about it?' there was no mistaking the small blush that was creeping up his neck and across his cheeks, which just caused my grin to widen.
'Do you find me attractive?' I asked, a ridiculously large grin now on my face.
'I-I,' he blinked stupidly up at me, 'surely you don't seriously have to… ask that?'
'You do?' I fought every urge in my body to make a move on him. Every fibre of me was screaming to reach out to him and touch him but I didn't want to blow this. Not again.
'Well,' he scowled and folded his arms while looking away, 'I wouldn't have kissed you back if I didn't find you attractive, you twat faced idiot.'
'Harsh,' I chuckled, 'so if you are attracted to me, why didn't you say anything?'
'I am many things Ichigo Kurosaki,' he turned an intense teal gaze to me, 'but I am not a home wrecker.'
'Oh?' I tilted my head curiously but the smile slid from my face.
'You clearly have a lot going on in your life, and I think you should sort all of that out before you even pursue a relationship with anyone else, especially another man.' He said seriously and I blinked at him. Does this mean he'd want to date me? I wanted to ask but I didn't want to risk spoiling our chance at a friendship. Though it didn't entirely need to be vocalised that I was interested in him, I felt like if I did vocalise it, it would shatter this wonderful ignorance we were both pretending. If I could sort out my private life, then maybe… maybe we could be together. I continued to look at him and he quirked a brow in my direction. He was a beautiful, charming and amazing man and anyone could snap him up at any point. But a weight rested in my stomach at the thought of crushing Orihime. It wasn't something I wanted to rush. I didn't want to hurt her.
'Are you alright?' he asked after a moments silence and I turned my gaze to the door. My stomach was churning at the thought of hurting her. It was something I wanted to avoid. She was still a kind person and didn't deserve to be hurt by me because I fancied a doctor. But the longer I left this… the more time Toshiro had to find someone else.
'I'm fine, I suppose by condition number three, I should leave now?' I asked and he nodded at me.
'Yeah you should, do you want me to drive you back into town to get your car?' he offered, starting to stand up and I shook my head.
'No, it will give me some time to think,' I walked towards the door and he followed me out into the hall and towards the front door. I opened it and turned to leave. He was stood there rubbing one foot on top of the other as he gazed curiously up at me. I wanted so badly to reach down and peck him but resisted and quickly turned to leave before my resolve crumbled.
'Bye Toshiro, I'll see you soon,' I said firmly and left through the front door.
'Bye Ichigo, be safe.'
Even though it was the doctor in him actually wishing me to stay safe it still made my heart jump a little at the thought he cared.
XxXxX
Over the course of the following few months I didn't find a decent enough time to speak to Orihime. I know, shocking.
I should pull the plaster off fast but every time I went to speak to her I'd get nervous butterflies and I'd pull back. She'd noticed a drastic change in my mood and though I was trying to distance myself from her in the hopes that once we did break up she'd feel less miserable. The improvement in my mood came with more demands to try again especially in the bedroom, which led me to a rather awkward and uncomfortable night two nights ago.
Orihime had asked me almost every other night to give things another go and though I kept denying she eventually snapped. She woke me up about 12am giving me a blowjob and though every cell in my mind was screaming at me to stop her, it had felt good.
It had led onto something more and we did actually have sex but the entire time I wasn't thinking of her. I was thinking of Toshiro. I knew that was horrible and wrong but I couldn't stop myself and I didn't realise the damage I'd done until afterwards. Thankfully we'd used a condom despite her complaints she agreed I wasn't in the right place for children just now. I did feel awful that I'd just given her this false sense of a future when I'd been trying to pull back.
It just meant this would all be harder on her when I eventually did end things. My anxiety had flared back up and I wanted nothing more than to return to work just so I could get some time to escape.
I did find some of that time though, when I got to see Toshiro every Friday night. We'd do a lot of things together, we'd go bowling, go see a movie, go ice skating or go for a meal together. Anywhere that was public with other people and as we agreed on our conditions we didn't get drunk or go back to each others places. We were literally never alone together. We even avoided movies with romance just to be sure but that didn't stop me from looking at him. Looking at him and wanting to touch him, to hold him, to kiss him.
When we were together we avoided the conversation about my relationship with Orihime and instead I just listened to him rant about work. Every now and again I'd get jealous when he'd mention seeing male patients and when he'd stop to speak to one he'd bump into while we were out. They often asked if I was his boyfriend, each time he denied it, it was like a small stab into my heart.
There were no guarantees that if Orihime and I broke up that Toshiro and I would even get together. We'd never talk about anything relating to a potential future like that which just made me want it more. I was conflicted, because I didn't want to hurt my wife.
'Earth to Ichigo,' he called impatiently and I glanced up as Toshiro rolled his eyes thrusting a thumb behind him in the direction of the bowling lane. 'I got another strike, it's your go.'
'Right,' I quickly stood up and went to pick up the dark blue ball which I used to bowl with. He always won every single time we played and you'd maybe wonder why I kept coming back to play against him but I enjoyed the way he partially bent to bowl even though it wasn't really necessary it did give me a good view of his ass. I wondered if he'd noticed because he stopped wearing tight skinny jeans whenever we came here. Though I was sure I caught him quickly looking away when I turned back around after taking my shot. I often got spares, sometimes I'd get strikes on the rare occasion and Toshiro would congratulate me with a condescending smile when I walked back. This time I got a split because I was distracted and I could hear the tinkle of his laughter behind me.
'Wanker,' I muttered under my breath as I turned to pick another of the dark blue balls up. How he could bowl perfect strikes while using a bowling ball half my balls weight was beyond me. I took down the pin to the left since my stance naturally favoured the left side of the ally and made my way back to where he sat looking smug.
'You know if you didn't tilt your head so much maybe you'd bowl straight,' he chuckled and I flipped him off.
'Shut up,' I growled at him which only caused him to smirk at me. He stood up and walked over to pick up his crummy lime green ball. He assessed the ally as he always did while the machine put down fresh pins and he bent over, shaking his ass a little as he bowled. I slapped a hand over my face and groaned, it was like he knew he was torturing me. How could a man go from thinking he was straight for practically his whole life to fantasising about another mans ass? How was that possible? And why was it so difficult to resist?
I removed my hand from my face just in time as Toshiro turned around from another strike with a smug smile on his face. I rolled my eyes at him and he stepped over me to sit down. The final scores were up on screen and I clicked my tongue. At least I was getting better and better every time we played.
'That's an amazing score,' a familiar voice called and I turned to see Renji and Rukia making their way over. I grinned up at them and Renji smiled down at me, his eyes flickering between myself and Toshiro. As per Kisuke's advice I'd been hanging out with Renji more and more as well. I'd actually opened up to him about my dilemma between Toshiro and Orihime but this was the first time for the two actually meeting. It had been Rukia that had spoken and she gazed up at the score board in wonder.
'Yeah, Toshiro is literally just amazing at everything he does,' I rolled my eyes and watched Renji smirk. Whatever he was here to do I hope he didn't embarrass me.
'Thank you,' Toshiro smiled pleasantly at Rukia.
'Sorry, Toshiro this is Renji and Rukia, guys this is Toshiro.' I introduced them and I watched with horror as Renji's smirk widened.
'So you're Toshiro,' he chuckled, reaching out a hand as Toshiro stood up to greet him properly. 'I've heard so much about you.'
'Likewise,' Toshiro grinned at him as I tried to warn Renji with my eyes from behind Toshiros back. Renji was taller than me which put him towering above Toshiro who was literally the exact same height as Rukia. Maybe he was half an inch taller than her, perhaps a full inch at most. He greeted her next and Renji smiled pleasantly at me before mouthing the words 'he's so short.' I waved my arms in a frantic attempt to stop him saying that out loud and he just chuckled at me.
'It's so good to finally meet you Toshiro,' Rukia smiled and he grinned back at her.
'What are you two doing here?' I asked narrowing my eyes at Renji again who looked like he was formulating a plan judging by that twinkle in his eye.
'Well my brother is watching Ichika tonight so we're getting some time off,' Rukia smiled, 'thought we'd have a date night.'
'That's lovely,' I grinned at them. Ichika was their daughter, she was beautiful but she was a handful.
'He's going to be watching her next weekend as well so we were planning on going camping like old times,' Renji added leaning over Rukias shoulder. 'Remember that Ichigo?' he grinned at me and I tried not to act embarrassed as Toshiro turned to glance up at me. We'd used to go camping back when we were teenagers and mostly it was a way to avoid parents while satisfying sexual urges. It was round about that time I'd had my first kiss and it was when Renji and Rukia first got together too.
'You two should come,' he added with a grin and I gulped glancing down at Toshiro. Toshiro seemed to be thoughtful, looking at the ground as he contemplated.
'We could each take our own tent?' I offered and he nodded his yes.
'I think the outdoors would do us the world of good,' his eyes casually slipped back to me and I wondered if his use of the word 'us' just meant me. I often wondered if he got me out the house more often than not just to try and help with my depression or if he met up with me because he maybe liked me a little. It was hard to tell. Just when I thought I'd sussed him out it flipped back the other way. It was both annoying and endearing in its own way.
'Alright,' I agreed finally and watched a malicious grin spread over Renjis face. 'I'll need to buy a tent,' I said as I tried to analyse that smile of his.
'No need we have a spare you can borrow,' Rukia said and I smiled back at her. We weren't doing great with money just now with me being off work so it would be helpful to borrow one rather than buying one of my own.
'Are you guys done with this lane or do you want to stay and play another game with us?' Renji asked.
'I'll have to call Orihime if I'm staying a little later. I turned to look at Toshiro who shrugged his tiny shoulders.
'If you want to be beaten at another game Ichigo you be my guest,' he smirked and Renji cackled.
'We'll see who beats who,' he stepped forward to put the names into the overhead and I sighed when I spotted 'strawb' being entered because 'strawberry' was too long to put in.
'He calls you Strawberry?' Toshiro chuckled at me and I glared down at him.
'If you ever call me that, you'll be stuck getting called "short fry"!' I threatened and he pursed his lips but nodded his understanding.
The game went by quite quickly and it was clear Toshiro was going to sweep the floor with all of us. He wasn't holding back at all but he did seem to cheer Rukia on the loudest. Maybe he took a liking to her because he finally found someone smaller than he was. They'd high five when one of them did well and it soon turned into a 'them' verses 'us' thing.
'If you two high five one more time,' Renji growled while gritting his teeth. Rukia had just high fived another strike Toshiro had gotten. 'So help me god,' he finished.
'You jealous bro?' I laughed at him, poking him harshly in the shoulder, 'Toshiro is kicking your ass.'
'He's kicking yours too,' he snapped back at me.
'He always kicks my ass, I've gotten used to it,' I rolled my eyes and watched as Renji went to take his turn.
Toshiro and Rukia talked between shots and I smiled, it was nice having Toshiro get along well with my friends. I'd always thought that Orihime didn't like my friends. Renji and I had gotten ourselves into a couple of situations where we'd have to use our fists to get us out of them and the roughing up always upset her. Rukia would simply kick Renjis ass worse than any guy could have and they'd be golden again but it would take me weeks to calm Orihime down despite it being the fact that I was the one who actually got hurt. I think she saw them as a bad influence and she would often say how she didn't trust them.
Yet here was Toshiro laughing and grinning along to everything Rukia was telling him about her daughter while the two poked fun at Renji like he'd known him for years and years.
'You're up Ichigo,' Rukia called and I stepped forward to take my shot. My last angle had been off by quite the bit and so this time I bent a lot lower to the ground to try and bowl a strike. It worked and I practically bounded back to the others where I saw Renji watching Toshiro with an amused look on his face as Toshiro complimented my strike with a raise of his bottle of water.
'First strike for a while,' I said turning to glance back up at the tiny screen.
'You always look so pleased when you get one,' Toshiro smirked at me and Renji rolled his eyes.
'Like you were watching his face,' he muttered and Toshiro stared at him aghast.
'What… are you insinuating?'
'That you were staring at his ass as he bowled,' Renji clarified rather loudly that other people glanced over.
'I-I was not!' his face was turning red with embarrassment and Renji was smirking down at him.
'He's just saying it to throw off your game Toshiro,' Rukia rolled her eyes as she glanced towards me. Her head was facing away from Toshiros and she mouthed to me; 'he totally was.'
I grinned stupidly and watched as Toshiro took another large drink of water and quickly stood up to take his turn. He nearly tripped over Rukias feet and he looked totally stiff as he took his shot. I watched his ball angle to the right and my mouth fell open when he didn't bowl a strike. He turned back towards us, his face even more on fire and he seemed to be muttering something under his breath. He had to wait for his ball to return because he was so used to getting strikes he only kept one ball for his use. When it arrived he got a spare but it was still amusing to me that Renji had so easily thrown him off his game with just a little bit of teasing. As he made his way back over to where we sat he refused to look at me.
'See Ichigo? To throw him off all you have to do is tease him,' my crimson friend smirked over at me and I grinned. Toshiro was scowling and as he sat down Rukia rubbed his arm soothingly.
'He's an asshole, just ignore him. Lord knows I do,' she rolled her eyes at Renji who stepped forward to take his shot. He held his ball up dramatically in front of him and I felt like I had to do something to avenge Toshiro, to show him I was on his side. Even if the information from Renji had caused my heart to swell and the image of an embarrassed Toshiro would linger in my mind for months. I wanted to get him back for my… short friend. I crept towards him as he assessed the ally and waited until he had thrown back his arm to take his shot to yell really loud in his ear. He started so badly he threw the ball behind him instead which caused many other people in the allies around us to laugh and point. He turned to glare at me and I thought he was genuinely going to punch me as I heard Rukia and Toshiro howl with laughter behind me. Renji went to pick up his ball, his face the same colour as his hair as I walked back to join the others, getting high fives from them before sitting down. Renji then bowled a terrible turn because he was still aware of everyone talking and laughing at him for what had just happened.
When he finally did come back to sit down and Rukia got up for her turn with Toshiro cheering her on. He glared at me and muttered under his breath, just loud enough for only me to hear.
'You'll regret that.'
It was a genuine threat, me and Renji were the pranksters of the office where we worked. We'd only ever prank each other and he'd mentioned that work was boring without me around. So I felt a swell of excitement rising in my stomach at the thought of it.
'Bring it on,' I muttered back to him under my breath as Rukia bowled her first strike and Toshiro leapt off his seat to give her a double high five with both hands in the air.
The game ended and Toshiro would still have won even if the other three of us had added our scores together. I voiced this to them more to annoy Renji than anything else.
'I think that's a slight exaggeration Ichigo,' Toshiro rolled his eyes, 'can you not math?'
'Nope, there are three types of people in this world Toshiro,' I said calmly, 'those who can count and those who can't.'
It took Renji a beat longer than Toshiro and Rukia to get the joke which just caused him to scowl.
'Ichigo how can you be so good at bad dad jokes when you don't even have a kid?' he teased and I ignored him like I always did.
'I like Ichigos dad jokes,' Rukia chuckled stretching as we made our way outside.
'If you like bad dad jokes I've got one,' Toshiro smiled, 'did you hear about the angry pancake?' he asked and Rukia shook her head eagerly. 'One day he totally flipped.'
She laughed a lot longer than I thought necessary for such a trivial joke but Toshiro seemed pleased with himself as he grinned at her.
'I loved that,' she giggled, 'I'm looking forward to next weekend now, if you have any more of those jokes please bring them.'
'Oh I will,' Toshiro smiled and Renji smirked.
'I'll bring the alcohol and the spare tend Ichigo,' he promised and I shared a glance with Toshiro. I know we'd both agreed not to get drunk but one or two bottles of beer should be okay? I figured we'd talk about it before we went since one of us would likely be driving there to save the environment. Toshiro was all about that so we often shared a car together since it wasn't exactly being 'alone' when one of us was busy driving.
'Alright, well text me the details and we'll meet you there,' I smiled and waved them off as we walked back in the direction of my car.
'They're lovely,' he said happily as we walked away and I felt my heart swell. Having him approve of my friends felt amazing.
'Yeah they're pretty awesome people,' I confirmed as we both got in the car. The car ride home was spent trying to come up with the best dad jokes to tell Rukia the following weekend and I watched – as I always did – to ensure he got into the block of apartments safely when I dropped him off.
Now all I had to worry about, was whatever plan was cooking in Renjis mind that day. Whatever it was I was sure he was going to try and pull something while we were on this camping trip together.
XxXxX
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