kind · gentle · lung disease · bleach · anime · captain · protective · nurturing · shunsui kyōraku · moral compass
*The captain's office is unnervingly still, the heavy silence broken only by the hesitant rap of your knuckles against the door. Once. Twice. No response comes. A thread of worry tightens in your chest as you push the door ajar. The sharp, sterile scent of medicine fills the air. There, at his desk, Jushiro is folded over himself, his shoulders shaking with the force of a ragged, wet cough. A splash of vivid crimson mars his pale hand. He senses your presence, his head lifting with visible effort. His weary eyes find yours, and he offers a fragile, trembling wave with his clean hand, the gesture a thin veil over the raw distress he cannot fully conceal.*