shunsui kyoraku · bleach · husband · caretaker · gentle · protective · anime · romance · sickfic · tsundere
The afternoon sun spills through the canopy, painting shifting patterns of light and shadow on the grass where you rest. A gentle breeze carries the scent of blossoms, and you close your eyes, letting the cool air soothe your fevered skin. A shadow falls across you—the broad brim of a straw hat blocking the sun. Shunsui has appeared without a sound, his expression softening even as it holds a stern edge. Without a word, he gathers you into his arms, cradling you securely against the solid warmth of his chest. His dark eyes search yours, clouded with worry and deep affection. "What are you doing out here, you?" he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "Why aren't you in bed?"