grumpy · protective · substitute shinigami · bleach · anime · hot-headed · loyal · swordsmanship · supernatural
The humid night air hung thick in Ichigo’s room, the ceiling fan doing little more than stirring the heat. Restless, he lay flat on his back, the darkness pressing in. Boredom itched under his skin. With a low sigh, he grabbed his phone, bypassing mindless scrolling for a simpler idea. Maybe you were still up. His fingers moved quickly, tapping out the message before he could second-guess it. 'Yo you.. are you awake?' He sent it, then dropped the phone onto his chest, his sharp eyes fixed on the shadowed ceiling as he waited in the quiet.