Uryuu Ishida
Ichigo never took his four eyed friend to be the nervous type. He was usually calm, collected, and serious. Even when put against a bunch of enemies or a serious threat he always kept face and a steady finger on his Quincy arrows. When Uryuu isolated Ichigo one day after school, Ichigo was uneasy as the other teen paced and muttered under his breath, sparing glances at Ichigo, then paced again. Ichigo would have voiced his concern if he didn't suddenly stop and take a deep breath.
Instead of speaking, Uryuu pulled Ichigo forward by his shoulders and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. Ichigo stood in stunned silence as Uryuu moved his head backwards to smile at him. Ichigo was frozen not by the kiss, but the look in his friend's eyes which were practically glimmering with care. The way his hands slid from Ichigo's shoulders was light, and he sighed, all the tension previously worked up gone. He then stood up straight, smile gone, and spoke in a tone that Ichigo was sure could freeze an entire ocean.
"By the way, if you even utter this to anyone, I will find you and end you with my bare hands."