Normally, he never thought about sappy shit like feelings and wanting to be with a woman romantically. Grimmjow wasn't one for being a pansy and openly admitting his feelings to anyone. But for some reason, he just felt that he had to stay that one night.
And watch her sleep in his arms.
He wasn't one for cuddling either. Hell, every time he came to visit her, he'd be long gone before she even fell asleep. This is the first time he decided to stay with her for the night.
And though he'd never admit it out loud, he loved watching her sleep.
She was so soft, so warm. Much like her personality, he mused. He didn't think he'd ever develop feelings like this for anyone. It definitely never occurred to him that it would be a human girl of all people.
Grimmjow was more of a one-night stand kind of guy. He'd just come and go as he pleased, not getting emotionally attached to any arrancar that begged for him. They were all sluts in his mind. They never really satisfied him though. He couldn't place it, the feeling he felt each time he left their room. He thought it was just because he didn't get it in a while and he was sexually stressed.
He'd never deny that he hasn't had naughty thoughts about the girl in his arms. But, with only her, he realized that he didn't want to taint her. Her innocence is what shocked him. She was so pure, so sacred. It was like he could never physically harm her ever. She was so different compared to those other girls. She didn't care for attention. She just sat in her room each day, being happy she was able to see him. She was grateful for having someone to talk to; since Ulquiorra wasn't much of a talker. She even told him she was grateful for being able to live this long.
He snorted and told her that Aizen wouldn't kill her that easily. He didn't go into too much detail about that evil man. He knew she was somewhat scared of him and he didn't want her to ever be scared when he was around. He also didn't like the idea of her being dead in the first place. Without even realizing it, he had unconsciously sworn to protect her; from everything and everyone.
Especially Aizen and that bastard Kurosaki.
But he didn't care about them at this moment. The only person he thought about was the one currently in a deep slumber, the one who could only make him smile.
His precious angel.