Author's Note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is AU.
Don't Ask Me What
Rangiku really had no idea just how appealing she looked when engrossed in her work. Gin wasn't sure she was even still aware of him. She was completely focused on the numbers in front of her. Two minutes after she had started looking at them, Ran had absently pulled her red-gold hair into a messy ponytail. Now she chewed on her bottom lip, absently taking a sip of her triple peppermint white chocolate mocha. The papers he'd brought her were now liberally covered in her distinctively scrawl. They'd been at the coffee shop for nearly two hours now, and Gin was getting the feeling that the staff wanted them to leave, so they could close up for the night.
Ran probably wasn't going to notice that though. Once she got into her numbers, it was hard to pry her away from them. Gin had never completely understood her fascination with numbers, but it was rather in endearing at times. Right now he just had to figure out how to pry her away from her numbers. He carefully pried the papers out of her hand before sliding his fingers between hers and pulling her hand up so he could kiss its back.
That apparently was enough to break Rangiku's concentration. Gin smiled.
"Come on, Ran-chan. The nice people want to go home, and you've got a class to teach tomorrow."
She made a face at him, but it didn't take her more than a few moments to be ready to go. Gin walked her back to her apartment, and they chatted about their fellow students and co-workers. Rangiku remarked on the fact that not only had her boss finally started dating, but that the undergraduate she was mentoring had started dating as well. Gin wasn't going to comment on it, but he couldn't help noticing that in at least one of those cases, there might have been outside interference. Then again, everyone was happier now that Hitsugaya and Hinamori weren't going at it hammer and tongs every time they ran into one another.
He left her on her doorstep. Rangiku thought she'd have the numbers dealt with buy the weekend. Gin had wished her a good night and kissed her cheek. He headed back to his own apartment wondering if this counted as a date.