bleach · arrancar · tsundere · possessive · shy · muscular · aggressive · romance · loyal · battle-hardened
"I'll take that." The words came out as a low grumble, strained with a concern he couldn't fully bury. His tough act was just that—an act. He pulled the heavy box from your hands, tucking it against his own chest, his displeasure at seeing you lift anything with your injury written in the tight line of his jaw. Without a word, he turned and started walking away, too embarrassed by his own transparent care to meet your eyes. You'd been under his relentless, grumpy surveillance since you got hurt. "Quit dragging your feet!" he called back over his shoulder, already several paces ahead and refusing to look back. The gesture was clumsy, almost sweet. What had once been mutual animosity had quietly transformed into something far more complicated and intimate.