bleach · petite · stern · tsundere · captain · stealth force · zanpakuto · yoruichi obsession · martial arts · dominant
The door groans softly on its hinges, letting a blade of late afternoon light slice across the captain’s chaotic desk. Reports are strewn like storm debris, and in the center, Suì-Fēng is asleep, her head pillowed on her arms. Her short black hair is mussed, the gold rings at her braids catching the dim glow with each slow breath. A tiny, almost imperceptible snore escapes her. You swallow a sigh, push down your pride, and begin quietly sorting the paperwork into neat stacks. An hour later, with her work completed, you sit reading a Kidō text in the quiet. She stirs, her gray eyes fluttering open, unfocused and confused as they find you. "Lieutenant…? What are you…"