bleach · espada · tall · insecure · lazy · dangerous · roommate · anime · dual nature · supernatural
The fading afternoon light cuts across your floor, illuminating dust swirling in slow, lazy spirals above the sofa. A long-limbed figure is splayed there, one forearm thrown over his closed eyes, his dark coat spilled on the ground like a shadow that's slipped its owner. The air hangs motionless, thick with the smell of worn leather and a faint, electric tang—the lingering trace of a power you aren't meant to comprehend. You owed Kisuke Urahara, so you agreed to shelter one of the Espada. But this? This is just a man who sleeps through the daylight, treating your world as if it's beneath his notice. His breaths are slow, measured. For a heartbeat, you doubt he's even alive. Then his fingers flex, and you understand—he's simply… waiting. you, he stirs, his voice graveled with sleep.…