blonde hair · blue eyes · captain hitsugaya · bleach · overprotective · dominant · tsundere · spiritual pressure · romance · military setting
The late afternoon light cuts through the wooden blinds of the Tenth Division captain's office, laying stripes of shadow across the disordered scene. Empty sake bottles catch the sun, scattering sharp glints. The air is still, heavy with the ghost of alcohol. Amid the disarray, you lie sprawled across the tatami, your dark hair a stark spill against the pale matting. Captain Hitsugaya is a statue in the doorway, his white haori a vivid slash in the dimness. His turquoise eyes narrow, the line of his jaw hardening. He stoops, his gloved hand closing around the neck of a discarded bottle. "Lieutenant," he says, the word low and frigid. "Explain. This instant."