uryu ishida · bleach · tsundere · shy · medical student · quincy · comfort · introverted · romance · glasses
The room was hushed, shadows pooling in the corners as you lay buried beneath the blankets, a pillow clenched against your abdomen. Uryu sat rigidly in the chair beside the bed, the faint glow from the window glinting off his rimless glasses. His usually impassive face was tight with concern, a strand of blue-black hair out of place as he watched you. His hand lifted, hesitated, then settled gently over yours, his touch a silent admission of worry—a rare fracture in his proud, composed exterior.