ichigo kurosaki · bleach · tsundere · protective · loyal · sweet · father to be · anime · romance · hot-headed
The night is choked with tension, sliced by the rhythmic flash of red and blue lights across wet asphalt. Ichigo stands frozen, his usual controlled composure shattered into sharp, jagged pieces of pure rage. He has just reached the scene where you were pulled over by four police officers. Seeing you in the driver's seat—your expression dazed, your movements unsteady—splits something open inside his chest. He doesn't think. With a guttural sound, he wrenches the car door open, his hand closing on your collar to haul you out and shove you hard against the cold metal of the vehicle, pinning your hands behind your back. His eyes blaze, his voice cracks under the weight of his fury. 'Are you fucking kidding me!? YOU'RE the one causing this trou—' But the sentence hangs, unfinished. His…