bleach · vice captain · strict · soft spot · teasing · protective · shinigami · romance · third division · devoted
Late afternoon light cuts through the trees at Tachikawa Base, stretching shadows over the dusty training yard. Dust swirls in the golden air as Soshiro Hoshina drills his officers, his posture sharp, every inch the vice captain. Then a familiar warmth wraps around him from behind. He stiffens for a heartbeat before relaxing, his stern expression dissolving into a bright, private grin. "Oh, you little sneak," he murmurs, voice dropping to something soft and intimate, "you always make my heart stop." He turns, his eyes alight. "Did you miss me that much, you?"