Rukia x Ichigo
Magnet
"You're like a fucking magnet."
"What?"
It was true though. She didn't care how strange or abstract she sounded, and she didn't care that he didn't have a clue what she was talking about. That didn't really matter to her, none of it did. The fact that he never understood, the fact that he could be so arrogant at times, the way he distanced himself emotionally from all those around him without meaning to. That smug look he got on his face when he damn well knew he was right. How much of a bitch he could be, and how often they fought.
No, none of it mattered.
She just kept getting pulled right back.