Just getting back in the Hitsukarin mood so I can update Rapture! ^_^
Prompt: Tape
Rating: K
She should have known leaving her father and her maybe-sorta-not-quite boyfriend alone in the same room was a terrible idea. She really didn't know what she could havepossibly been thinking.
Isshin was babbling about how adorable and perfect she was, but Karin could only gape at the television in mortification.
Ichigo popped up behind her, leaning on the doorframe. "Aw, I remember that," he smirked, ruffling her hair. "You used to be so cute. I wonder what happened."
Karin didn't even have the energy to sock him where it hurt like she usually would. There were more pressing matters at hand, like how Hitsugaya Toshiro was watching her three-year-old self sing nursery rhymes and prance around in a tutu. A tutu.
Without a word, Karin stalked to the source of her shame and smashed the eject button on the VCR. Her childish voice ended abruptly.
"Aww, Karin-chan!" Yuzu pouted. The traitor wouldn't be so happy to watch home videos if her potential love interest was nibbling on popcorn in their living room.
Crocodile tears sprang from Isshin's eyes. "Why must you ruin the fun?"
"It's not fun!" she snapped in response. "It's embarrassing!"
Hitsugaya reached for her hand, and though she stiffened at the touch, she didn't pull away. Karin had a hard time meeting his eyes, as she could see the laughter in them. "I think it's adorable."
"Shut up," she muttered, allowing him to lead her to the seat next to him on the couch. Her face flamed, though no longer merely from embarrassment.
His mouth turned up the tiniest bit at the corners, and when she finally braved a look at his eyes, she found them to be warm. "No, really. I think it's great that you were able to document your childhood. You were a really cute child. Yuzu too."
Yuzu beamed. "Thank you, Toshiro-kun!"
"Thanks," Karin obliged distractedly, realizing that he was still holding her handand oh god was she breathing did she forget how what if she passed out she would never live it down. "But no more videotapes."
"Fine," Isshin sniffled dramatically. "But what about…this!" He pulled a photo album out of nowhere, opened to a specific photo for them all to view. Ichigo, young and grinning and naked as the day he was born. Karin and Yuzu, just as naked, giggling and splashing the bathwater everywhere in a way only toddlers could.
Isshin winked. "Rub a dub dub!"
Ichigo launched himself across the room, but Isshin merely sidestepped him, moving the photo album out of his reach. "Give me that!" he snarled, chasing his father out of the room and knocking a lamp over in the process.
Yuzu covered her rapidly reddening face with both hands. "Oh my."
Karin sat unnervingly still, pondering why the universe hated her and attempting to diffuse through the couch and into the the earth.
Hitsugaya stifled a snort. "Still cute," he said, bumping her shoulder with his and giving her hand a light squeeze.
She merely closed her eyes and groaned.