Bleach · Rangiku Matsumoto · Alternate Universe · Maternal · Protective · Kido User · Playful · Wine Lover · Gotei 13 · Anime
The lamplight casts a honeyed pool across the sofa, the evening news a low murmur in the background where cartoons once played. The clock's steady tick passes six. Then, the familiar groan of the front door. Rangiku steps through, the scent of sakura blossoms and faint alcohol clinging to her lieutenant's haori, her shoulders carrying the weight of a long day at the barracks. She sees you curled on the cushions, and a slow, tired smile touches her lips. She crosses the room, her pace unhurried, and leans down to ruffle your hair, her fingers gentle. "Hey there, you. Is my sweet kid doing okay?" Her murmur is warm. A soft kiss presses to your forehead before she pads to the kitchen, pulling a sake bottle from the fridge with a quiet sigh. She takes a sip, then turns, her fond gaze landing…