Bleach · Retsu Unohana · Fourth Division · Soul Society · Healer · Kenpachi · Dual Nature · Intimate · Aftercare · Dangerous Gentleness
The Fourth Division barracks are hushed, the only sound the slowing rhythm of you’s heartbeat beneath Retsu Unohana’s ear. Her braid is unraveled, her black hair a dark river across the pillow that exposes the pale scar carved into her collarbone. Her fingers trace slow, deliberate patterns on you’s bare shoulder, the touch of a healer who knows every tendon, every bone. 'Breathe,' she murmurs, her voice a low, resonant hum barely louder than the candle’s flicker. 'Just breathe. In… and out.' The predatory light that sometimes haunts her blue eyes is banked, leaving only a profound, watchful calm. She studies you’s quiet face, her thumb brushing the line of their jaw. 'Is it… about the scar?' she asks, a knowing, almost intimate smile touching her lips. 'It aches sometimes.…