[ He took in a sharp breath when he feels the fingers moving from his chest to caress his cheek. His heart still racing, almost aching for more. He couldn't speak up, but when he looked up into Ichigo's eyes, he almost wanted to sit up and...
no. That's not something he could do to his dear friend, even if he felt this embarrassing throbbing in his chest. He could feel Ichigo finally moving, and even as he told himself no, he still wanted to grab for his arm. But he wasn't that kind of man. Ichigo... he had others far more important in his life and he couldn't...
Dammit, he let Ichigo get up and just reached up to push his hair completely back with his gloved hand.]
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no. That's not something he could do to his dear friend, even if he felt this embarrassing throbbing in his chest. He could feel Ichigo finally moving, and even as he told himself no, he still wanted to grab for his arm. But he wasn't that kind of man. Ichigo... he had others far more important in his life and he couldn't...
Dammit, he let Ichigo get up and just reached up to push his hair completely back with his gloved hand.]
Hey... I'll help you bring the laundry in.