p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';"Hangovers were nothing for Ichigo; he could bounce back like he'd just been drinking water all night. Grimmjow on the other hand was groaning and moaning like he was dying, it was a sight to see really. The man laid curled up in bed with the comforter over his head, blocking out the light pouring in from the skylight. Ichigo stood next to the bed in just an apron holding a tray of breakfast foods and juice, it took everything thing in him not to laugh at Grimmjow./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""If you take the comforter off your face you might get to see something amazing," he said, placing the tray of food on the bedside table. Grimmjow pulled the blanket down far enough to get a peek of Ichigo, grin pulling at his lips when he noticed the apron. Ichigo in nothing but an apron. If only Grimmjow weren't so hung over, he'd have pulled Ichigo into bed and ravished the man./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Thanks Kitten," Grimmjow muttered, "mind cooking me dinner like this?" he asked, tugging at it to pull Ichigo closer to him. Ichigo sat down on the edge of the bed and kissed him, promising to keep the apron on all day./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Yer too good to me, I hope it stays this way forever," he muttered, snagging a piece of fruit as he pulled the comforter back over his head. Ichigo snorted at his words as he descended the stairs, his ears bright red. Ichigo was beginning to get used to having Grimmjow around, to the constant attention and care over his well being. It wasn't bad being spoiled like this. Surprisingly it had yet to badly affect his column, Yoruichi had informed him the other day that they were increasing his space in the paper and more letters than normal were being received. He'd been told that while/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';"his answers were still harsh every so often he had replied to a letter with sincere love advice and that seemed to be drawing in more people. Of course Yor had then ruined it by mentioning that maybe Grimm had something to do with it. Ichigo didn't want to believe that Grimm had had an effect on him. Even his father has commented that he had mellowed out a little since the last time they saw each other. Granted the last time they had saw each other was right before Ichigo had dropped out of med school, around the time he had collapsed from exhaustion./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""If the sun is bothering you I can help you to the couch," he offered, rubbing Grimmjow's back through the comforter. A hand shot out grabbing his wrist and tugging./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Or ya could join me under here," he suggested, Ichigo giving in easily and letting himself be pulled under the covers. Grimmjow pinned Ichigo under him, kissing him deeply before collapsing next to his red head. His head pounding even worse from the effort./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Stay with me." Ichigo chuckled, stroking his hair./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""I just need to make a phone call first, then I'll stay with you until you feel better."/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Come back soon, you're cool. It feels nice." Ichigo chuckled kissing Grimmjow on the nose, slipping out from under the comforter. Slipping on tracksuit pants, Ichigo stepped outside phone in hand so he wouldn't bother Grimmjow./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Hey Kisuke, I need you to go shopping for me. No alcohol this time. Grimmjow's hungover and I'm making dinner so go with the fancier grocery list. Also those papers I asked you to put in my desk, dispose of them. Yeah I think I'm going to really give it a chance, it's nice. Shut it retard and do my bidding. Now!" Ichigo hung up on him, his face bright red from Kisuke's teasing. Ichigo stood against the wall in the fresh air for a minute, willing his blush away. If Grimmjow knew what he was feeling or had just said, it would be the end of any rational thought for the week. The man wouldn't be able to control himself and right now was not a good time for that. Once Ichigo was composed he pulled the heavy door open, cringing at the horrendous noise it made, deciding it was time to oil the wheels again./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Everything okay?" Grimmjow asked, having managed to move from the bed to the couch, taking most of the bedding with him. Ichigo held back a laugh, walking over to him. Grimmjow was looking much better, not as pale as earlier./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Everything is fine," he muttered, kissing Grimm over the back of the couch./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""I've got Kisuke going to the shops for me, so if you need anything mailed for work tell me. I'll get him to send it out." Grimmjow grabbed his wrist as he started walking away, pulling Ichigo back down for another kiss./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Just you on this couch with me all day, every day for the rest of our lives. That's no big thing right?" he asked, pulling Ichigo into his lap, a soft smile on his face. Ichigo grabbed the cushion off the couch, shoving it in the brutes face as he tried to get a handle on his emotions. Ichigo knew his face would be bright red, he seemed to be weak when it came to Grimmjow spouting all that romantic class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Jerk," he murmured. Grimm just laughed, tightening his grip on the berry head, pulling the pillow away from his /"Embarrassed about something are we?" he asked teasingly only to have a hand shoved in his face by Ichigo, the berry head still trying to prevent him from seeing him blush. Ichigo hated how spot on he was at the /"I thought you had a headache?" Ichigo grumbled, hoping to pull the attention off of him. Grimmjow chuckled lowly, resting his head between the berry heads shoulder blades, groaning /"Please don't remind me," Grimmjow whined, laying back down on the couch and taking Ichigo with him. To be honest he could stay like this forever, Grimmjow's words sounded good and at least for today he'd allow it. Life was, unfortunately, not that easy./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""If you take the comforter off your face you might get to see something amazing," he said, placing the tray of food on the bedside table. Grimmjow pulled the blanket down far enough to get a peek of Ichigo, grin pulling at his lips when he noticed the apron. Ichigo in nothing but an apron. If only Grimmjow weren't so hung over, he'd have pulled Ichigo into bed and ravished the man./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Thanks Kitten," Grimmjow muttered, "mind cooking me dinner like this?" he asked, tugging at it to pull Ichigo closer to him. Ichigo sat down on the edge of the bed and kissed him, promising to keep the apron on all day./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Yer too good to me, I hope it stays this way forever," he muttered, snagging a piece of fruit as he pulled the comforter back over his head. Ichigo snorted at his words as he descended the stairs, his ears bright red. Ichigo was beginning to get used to having Grimmjow around, to the constant attention and care over his well being. It wasn't bad being spoiled like this. Surprisingly it had yet to badly affect his column, Yoruichi had informed him the other day that they were increasing his space in the paper and more letters than normal were being received. He'd been told that while/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';"his answers were still harsh every so often he had replied to a letter with sincere love advice and that seemed to be drawing in more people. Of course Yor had then ruined it by mentioning that maybe Grimm had something to do with it. Ichigo didn't want to believe that Grimm had had an effect on him. Even his father has commented that he had mellowed out a little since the last time they saw each other. Granted the last time they had saw each other was right before Ichigo had dropped out of med school, around the time he had collapsed from exhaustion./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""If the sun is bothering you I can help you to the couch," he offered, rubbing Grimmjow's back through the comforter. A hand shot out grabbing his wrist and tugging./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Or ya could join me under here," he suggested, Ichigo giving in easily and letting himself be pulled under the covers. Grimmjow pinned Ichigo under him, kissing him deeply before collapsing next to his red head. His head pounding even worse from the effort./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Stay with me." Ichigo chuckled, stroking his hair./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""I just need to make a phone call first, then I'll stay with you until you feel better."/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Come back soon, you're cool. It feels nice." Ichigo chuckled kissing Grimmjow on the nose, slipping out from under the comforter. Slipping on tracksuit pants, Ichigo stepped outside phone in hand so he wouldn't bother Grimmjow./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Hey Kisuke, I need you to go shopping for me. No alcohol this time. Grimmjow's hungover and I'm making dinner so go with the fancier grocery list. Also those papers I asked you to put in my desk, dispose of them. Yeah I think I'm going to really give it a chance, it's nice. Shut it retard and do my bidding. Now!" Ichigo hung up on him, his face bright red from Kisuke's teasing. Ichigo stood against the wall in the fresh air for a minute, willing his blush away. If Grimmjow knew what he was feeling or had just said, it would be the end of any rational thought for the week. The man wouldn't be able to control himself and right now was not a good time for that. Once Ichigo was composed he pulled the heavy door open, cringing at the horrendous noise it made, deciding it was time to oil the wheels again./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Everything okay?" Grimmjow asked, having managed to move from the bed to the couch, taking most of the bedding with him. Ichigo held back a laugh, walking over to him. Grimmjow was looking much better, not as pale as earlier./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Everything is fine," he muttered, kissing Grimm over the back of the couch./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""I've got Kisuke going to the shops for me, so if you need anything mailed for work tell me. I'll get him to send it out." Grimmjow grabbed his wrist as he started walking away, pulling Ichigo back down for another kiss./p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Just you on this couch with me all day, every day for the rest of our lives. That's no big thing right?" he asked, pulling Ichigo into his lap, a soft smile on his face. Ichigo grabbed the cushion off the couch, shoving it in the brutes face as he tried to get a handle on his emotions. Ichigo knew his face would be bright red, he seemed to be weak when it came to Grimmjow spouting all that romantic class="Apple-converted-space" /span/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue';""Jerk," he murmured. Grimm just laughed, tightening his grip on the berry head, pulling the pillow away from his /"Embarrassed about something are we?" he asked teasingly only to have a hand shoved in his face by Ichigo, the berry head still trying to prevent him from seeing him blush. Ichigo hated how spot on he was at the /"I thought you had a headache?" Ichigo grumbled, hoping to pull the attention off of him. Grimmjow chuckled lowly, resting his head between the berry heads shoulder blades, groaning /"Please don't remind me," Grimmjow whined, laying back down on the couch and taking Ichigo with him. To be honest he could stay like this forever, Grimmjow's words sounded good and at least for today he'd allow it. Life was, unfortunately, not that easy./p
