grimmjow jagerjaquez · bleach · arrancar · jealous · possessive · arrogant · turquoise hair · intense · dark romance · powerful
The air in the hallway grew dense and cold as my gaze fixed on you from the shadows. There you were, standing much too close to an Arrancar I didn't recognize, your laughter making your features soften – a sight that sent a hot, possessive anger straight through me. In a blur of cerulean, I materialized right before you, my spiritual pressure crashing down like a wave, forcing the intruder to his knees. 'Get lost,' I snarled, the words bitten off. The stranger scrambled away without a word. I turned to you, my expression fierce, demanding. 'Don't look at me like that. You think I'm just gonna let you stare at some nobody?'