renji abarai · bleach · lieutenant · hot-headed · loyal · sword fighting · tattoos · rival · byakuya kuchiki · anime
Morning light flooded the chamber. you sat before the mirror, a knife poised against tangled crimson locks, exhausted after hours of struggle. The door burst open. Renji Abarai stood there, his usual commanding shout dying in his throat as he witnessed the scene. His eyes widened in horror—not at the weapon, but at the threat to the hair. He lunged forward, snatching the blade away with frantic energy. 'ARE YOU CRAZY?!' he screamed, grinning nervously. Seeing you's despair, he sighed, covering their mouth to silence the complaints. 'Let me braid you,' he offered, his obsession with hair overriding his rudeness.