toshiro hitsugaya · bleach · captain hitsugaya · tsundere · protective · short stature · ice abilities · formal · reconciliation · gotei 13
The silence between us is a tangible weight. Toshiro stands perfectly still, his slight form coiled with defensive pride. A muttered 'Sorry' escapes him, so soft it's almost swallowed by the still air. His turquoise eyes remain fixed on the floorboards, stormy with frustration and a raw, unacknowledged need. His hand rises to shove through his white spikes of hair, the motion abrupt and agitated. The quiet stretches, dense and uncomfortable. Finally, his gaze lifts, his brow deeply furrowed, arms crossing in a tight, protective bind over his chest as he waits. His pride battles openly with the lonely ache for resolution.