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gloryhrs · 2 years ago

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━━ ⟡ 𝓜𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝓛𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍', grimmjow j.

꒰ 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. ꒱

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 made his way up the ladder as he dismissed the burning pain on the side of his head. But the way the red fluid streamed from his forehead to his chin non-stop was impossible for him to brush off. "Damn Kurosaki, I’ll deal with him later." He cursed the male with orange hair who succeeded in winning the fight. After he managed to get up, he took a peek inside the window. His eyes softened when he saw the man with brown skin sleeping on the sofa with a thick cover draped over him. Holding his bloodstained arm, Grimmjow knocked on the window several times so that the sleeping male would awaken. "Damn it! Open up, brat!" Grimmjow struck his fist at the window, almost shattering the glass. You could sleep through a tornado if you had the chance.

The sudden sound made you sit up quickly, "Huh?" You wiped the drool out of the corner of your mouth while looking out the window. "Grimmjow?" You rubbed your eyes and slowly made your way to the window, after opening up a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. "I thought I told you to stay awake by the time I got here." His words muffled into your neck, the smell of your signature fragrance soothing him. "I'm sorry, college's been stressing me out lately, I swear I didn't mean it." You returned the hug as his grip tightened. He wanted to kill those assholes from your school, they always stressed you out and even made you cry once.

"Grim your face. . . what did I tell you about getting into all of these fights?! You’re starting to worry me." Your fingers rubbed against the dry blood on his forehead, causing him to hiss from pain. No matter how much you begged him, he just wouldn’t stay out of trouble. Grimmjow grumbled curses under his breath at the memory, "That bastard got the upper hand on me this time. It won't happen again, I swear. I hope you aren’t upset with me." He removed his face from your neck and gave your cheek a long kiss. He despised the way you would be upset with him for doing ridiculous things. "I’m not upset, I just want you to be careful." You caressed the small scratches on his cheeks, with him leaning into your touch. Your words calmed Grimmjow down, before he headed back to Hueco Mundo, you always advised him to take care.

"Now, let’s get you all bandaged up! After that, we can watch the one-piece movie I told you about." You took his hand and dragged him to the bathroom while rambling about the film. "Sit." You pointed to the toilet as Grimmjow followed your command, there would be times when he would talk back but you always smacked him across his head before he could finish. After wetting the washcloth you moved his blue locks back to clean off the dirt-covered cuts on his face. Grimmjow hissed when the cold water rubbed against his wounds. You laughed at his dramatic behavior, "Sorry, it might sting a little." You placed the bloody washcloth down and took the first aid kit out of the cabinet. As you stood between his legs to bind the gauze around his head his arm wrapped around your waist and tugged you closer to him, which almost made you trip in the process.

"Thank you for everything, brat." He leaned his bandaged forehead against your belly while your fingers ran through his hair. If it wasn't for you, he would have died, given that you found him bleeding in an alley. Your best friend called you a fool for bringing a stranger into your home without knowing what he's up to. But you ignored them, your heart was too big to leave someone for dead in an alley. Once you treated his injuries, you let him sleep in your guest room till he woke up. But when you returned to see him, he was gone. You were a bit sad not to have his name until he arrived at your window around midnight.

"Are you the one who cured me?" The man with the blue hair kept the flowers in his hand. "Oh! Yes, I saw you bleeding out in an alleyway and I didn’t want you to die." You played with your fingers at the man who looked at you up and down, his eyes were practically burning holes in your skull. He had to admit that for some guy, you were kinda cute. "I'm not used to saying this, but thank you. I picked them up from somebody's backyard." He handed you the flowers with the roots still attached to them, you wanted to say something but it's the thought that matters. You felt your cheeks warm up at the friendly gesture, there’s a handsome man to your window at midnight and gave you flowers?! It was as if a dream had come true! "Ah thank you, sir! Can I ask you your name?" You sniffed the flowers as he gave you a final look, "It's Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez"

Ever since, Grimmjow's been showing up at your window every night for year. You always invited him so you could watch films and play together. Your flowery and joyous aura was like a breath of fresh air in his eyes. He wished he had met you earlier.

"It's all right, I'm glad I was there for you." You kept scratching his scalp, the purring light from him made you squeak inside. Grimmjow could feel like he was falling into a deep sleep the way your fingers ran through his hair. "Grim, I still have to wrap up your arm." You caressed his cheek as he groaned and freed you from his clutch. "Don’t be such a baby, once I’m finished with your arm then we can go cuddle." You took off his torn jacket and tossed it in the garbage, making a reminder to burn it later. "I told you, I ain’t no baby." He grunted under his breath while you were withholding your laugh, you always thought he was adorable when he was sulking.

"I’m sowwy kitten, don’t pout. You'll make me feel sad." You poked your bottom lip to upset the espada even more. Grimmjow resisted the urge to throw you through the window as you mocked him. "I wasn’t pouting! I frowned!" He showed his sharp fangs in a menacing way, which made you pinch his cheek. "You're so sweet Grim Grim!" you cut the gauze from around his arm. Once you put the scissors down Grimmjow immediately lifted you up and threw your body over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Grimmjow! What are you doing?!" You scratched at his bare back as he squeezed your thighs to shut you up . . . it didn’t work. "I’ll show you who’s the kitten!"

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐉𝐎𝐖 soft purring was the only thing you could hear while the movie played. "So cute." You scratched behind his ears as his purring grew louder, as soon as you press play on the TV screen Grimmjow laid his head on your chest and fell asleep. "Grim, are you still awake?" You stopped scratching his head as he groaned into your chest. "What is it brat." He lifts his head, his blue hair now all over the place. "Will you be with me when I wake up? I want to cook breakfast for you." You touched the hollow mask. Every time you go to sleep with him, he's always gone by the time you wake up. You watched his light blue eyes soften your question. "Yes babe, I’ll be here." He placed his head back on your chest, the sound of your quick heartbeat which made him chuckle. "I love you, Grimmjow." "I love you too, Y/n." He leaned forward to give your lips a sweet peck.

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s-sugustar · 1 year ago

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Aizen Sosuke !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Renji Abarai !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Kenpachi Zaraki !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Ichigo Kurosaki !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Uryu Ishida !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Urahara Kisuke !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Shunsui Kyoraku !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Mayuri Kurotsuchi !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Ulquiorra Cifer !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Szayelaporro Granz !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Shuhei Hisagi !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Gin Ichimaru !

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﹒⪩⪨﹒➼ Byakuya Kuchiki !

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ebonyslasher · 1 year ago

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Spicy Alphabet: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

A deft, rough tongue will clean whatever hole he's cummed in. He will stop there, unless it leads to more sex. He will let you hobble over to get cleaned up and will watch in amusement. But, he will carry you the rest of the way to get clean. Isn’t too keen on cuddling but will let you hang on him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Grimmjow took time to cultivate this powder blue hairdo. It's a visual testament to his personality, even when he's calm. The perfect mix of sleek, wild, and sexy. He's the IT guy around here!

But, fuck, would he not admit that your hair is cool as fuck too. Your hair texture was much different from his. So transformative! If it's not your natural, wonderful nappy hair bouncing about: you have to coolest braid and color combo's ever.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

A lot, surprisingly. But it isn't thick.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Grimmjow, unsurprisingly, likes to spar. It's a form of foreplay for him. If you're able to best him, he does become submissive- although it's easy to miss. He's more susceptible to receiving any ass play from you. His moans will be high-pitched and desperate during that time.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

The deep dick twisting technique did not come without experience.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

This

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’ll say some ego driven things that might make you laugh. But don’t until after sex. He'll be cozy enough to let the jokes slide.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Wild, like his hair

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Surprisingly, some. It's just shown way differently than the stereotypical trope method. Two examples:

A: In different positions, he's gentle with bending you around.

B: Even though he's an exhibitionist, there are still some activities that he'd rather be just you and him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Sometimes, if he can’t spar or fight the energy away.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Spanking, Kittenplay, degradation (giving), Praising (give/receive), edging, fear play, exhibitionism, creaming, competitive sex.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere in Hueco Mundo, even in front of others.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Strong personalities, challenging him, revealing outfits, acting and dressing like a cat/kitten, being confident, bragging, being independent and doing shit yourself. Vulgar flirtatious energy.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Humiliation (receiving), meek attitude, child like look/personality, whining, crying, praising others.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Yesss, gives and receives.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It's like static: Fast, rough, and his deepness varies.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Anytime, anyplace, sexy. Literally. And he's competitive? He will try to figure out how to make you cum faster each time. Currently trying to beat his 3:25 record.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yeah, of course. He wants to fuck in front of the others, including his superiors. Even Aizen (who secretly wouldn't mind). He don't care.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

High stamina and has no refractory period. All arrancars have outstanding endurance.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Doesn’t own toys and isn’t a fan. The most he likes is anything that'll add to any of your sexy outfits (or his).

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Yes, he is sadistic after all.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Let's just say everyone knows when y'all are fucking.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Lust running high, Grimmjow is feeling sensually desperate. He prowls the halls to find you. You were sitting down, focused on whatever stupid thing your were working on. Looking gorgeous. But, unfortunately, not in the mood.

Usually, Grimmjow would just grab you and get you in the mood fast. But, he felt sensual. Flowingly sexy.

Grimmjow gathers his energy and conjures a sexy garb that shows off his torso, legs, and dick print. He didn't care if anyone else saw. His mission was to win you over with this outfit.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

8.0 and slightly barbed when in cat form. Uncircumcised.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high, he can just control it to a certain degree. Whenever you're down, he's down. Whenever he's down, you better be ready.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

No, he's going to prowl around or try to coax another round out of you

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partyanimal167 · 2 years ago

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Helping Out- Grimmjow x Reader

I've been writing GrimmIchi fics for the girlies for years, but just randomly got the thought, I want a little piece of Grimmjow for myself. However, I couldn’t figure out a prompt and used a fanfic trope generator lol. So this is the result of it. I hope to write more and read more from the fandom.

CW: Canon AU, fluff, black!fem!reader in mind, author knows nothing about medical field (be nice)

For once, Grimmjow might have to thank Kurosaki for something.

Grimmjow couldn’t tell you how he got in this position. But Urahara could! The former-Espada was nagging Ichigo for a fight since the young man kept rescheduling due to his busy medical school schedule. Grimmjow thought himself to be reformed enough (barely) and was patient. BUT! Everyone had their limits. Ichigo was listing excuses and caught up in how his class needed volunteers for an extensive role-play activity. Grimmjow couldn’t really give a damn about the trainings for healing weak human bodies, and flicked a paper projectile at the orange-haired head.

“Are you even paying attention to me?” Kurosaki asked. “No. You haven’t said anything related to rematch or fighting.” Grimmjow replied boredly. Ichigo held his scowl before a light bulb lit up in his head. He might have picked up his mentor’s tendency for plotting. Ichigo offered a deal. He agreed to fight Grimmjow if he agreed to throw on his gigai and show up to help. At first, Grimmjow outright refused. But...it had been awhile since he felt his blood thumping the way it did when going against that supernatural mutt...

Grimmjow yawned as he slumped in a chair while a woman addressed the somewhat eager group of students. He really had no idea what he was doing here. His initial plan was to make everyone as uncomfortable as possible, so he could be asked to leave. However, just as he was about to move his plan into motion, the woman had walked up to him and gently read the card around his neck.

You tried to keep your voice steady as you leaned slightly over and read the card on who was probably the most attractive gentleman in the world. “Here, we have a gentleman who has been waiting rather long in the emergency room while more urgent cases were dealt with. While this can be a frustrating situation for both you and the patient, remember to be reassuring and kind to them. Letting our negative emotions fog our mind can put many people at risks.” You looked into the prettiest blue eyes known to man. There’s no way that could be natural. “I appreciate you waiting sir. I know that you’re in a lot of pain. I’ll be glad to take care of you.” You gave him an affirming squeeze on his shoulder and smiled. You quickly pulled away and addressed the next steps in the process of the man’s imaginary wound.

What the actual fuck was that? Grimmjow was not used to being on the receiving end of genuine care and affection from a stranger. Those were emotions that were rarely showed in his world and even as he visited the World of the Living, he wouldn’t say it was one he received often. He continued to look at the woman who stood near him and spoke to the class. She was dressed in dark blue scrubs that look great on her smooth skin. Her hair was wrapped up in a bun and covered with a scarf. A loc or two peaked out. She radiated confidence as she spoke to the class and continued down the line of pretend patients, answered questions, and encouraged problem-solving from the students. There was definitely something intriguing about this human.

Ichigo jumped when the tall man suddenly appeared at his side at end of the class. “Shit! You need a bell.”

Grimmjow didn't even argue. "Who is that?"

“What?”

“Don’t fucking what me, Kurosaki. Who is that?” he hadn’t even looked at his rival and kept his gaze on you as you chatted with the volunteers and students.

Ichigo looked and tilted his head slightly. “Y/N-san? That’s the teachers' assistant in this department. I don’t know her too well, but she’s really smart. I’ve texted her a few times when I needed help. She-,”

"Will she talk to me if I bring her broken bodies?"

"What-,"

"Actually, fuck it. This gigai can't cause me that much pain. What if I break a bone?"

"What the hell, Grimmjow? She's not a doctor yet. I don't think anyone would want to deal with you if you're doing crazy shit like that."

A pause. “Give me her number.” he still was looking at you.”

“What-”

“Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Grimmjow, I can’t give you her number. It’s creepy to give out a woman’s numbers to strangers. You’re not even a student-,” Ichigo argued.

“Hey guys,” you greeted and smiled, “good answers, Ichigo. It’s nice to see how you experience already gives you a different perspective as your peers.” Grimmjow muttered under his breath as the man received your praise. “Who’s your friend?”

“Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez,” he answered and held out his hand as he had seen humans do before. You shook it firmly. He grinned; there was something respectable about a good handshake.

“Thank you so much for coming, Grimmjow. It’s nice when people from the community use their time to help students out.” you explained.

“I’m always happy to help.” Ichigo tried to not gawk at his lie.

You nodded and giggled. “That’s so sweet. It can be hard to get people. There’s another one of these later today that I almost had to cancel. I’m still short a person, but I’ll make it work.” you went on a little.

“I can help.”

Ichigo was damn near losing his mind on the inside.

You were a bit surprised, “Oh, uh, I’d love that really, but it’s like three hours from now. I wouldn’t want to mess with your plans for today.” you scratched at your cheek.

Grimmjow snickered and shrugged. “I have no plans today. I can kill some time, find something to eat.”

That gave you an idea. “Well, at least let me buy you lunch then! I couldn’t imagine-,”

“Tch, like hell would I let a pretty woman buy me food. Don’t worry about it.”

You blushed at the compliment. “Huh well,” you reached into your pocket for a random business card you occasionally kept. You underlined a part of it, “Here’s my personal cell. I have to clean up and finish some paperwork, but we can find something close by to eat.”

Grimmjow chuckled as he took the card and looked at it. “It’s a date then.” You smiled then waved at the two men as you walked off.

“Heh, look Kurosaki. Seems I didn’t need you after all.”

The med student just dazed off in the direction that you were just at. “What. The. Actual. Fuck.”

~~~

We have a thing for Grimmjow in uniforms; he should have the same. I slipped in a personal detail with y/n having locs. I never see it (imagine that man gripping on them). I love Ichigo being shocked by a confident, committed Grimmjow. I feel like I can continue this one. I’m gonna go to sleep though. Requests are currently open. Thanks for reading!

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katsuma6 · 2 years ago

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I updated on Wattpad! I know it's been forever and I am so sorry. 😭 I promise I will have a set schedule soon. Please enjoy my newest chapters and let me know what you think!

Also it'll be a little bit before another spicy chapter of my Grimmjow fic is posted. There's a lot of plot to cover.

So with that being said, does anyone want some spice in my Zora fic? Please let me know!

Wattpad - katsuma6

Thank you all for reading. I appreciate all the comments and messages. <333 :)

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sashi-ya · 2 months ago

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ONLY MINE 💦 GRIMMJOW X F! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 24: PUBLIC SEX

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“Grimmjow, honey… you seem a little uneasy… are you ok?” “Do you really think I could be ok with you wearing such a short skirt outside?”

You giggle, still naïve about the consequences of your skirt’s lack of centimetres.

“Ah… come on, it isn’t even that short!” you joke, as prying eyes of random strangers on that club scan your legs up and down.

Grimmjow grunts at them, he is probably about to use his own hand to poke a hole in their chests.

“Calm down, babe… they are just looking, you have m-“ you still playfully tease him, getting completely shut by a snatching claw that pinches your cheeks to look at him. You almost fell from your bar stool, as both were sitting at the counter.

“Shut up…” he barks, as he slides his hand from your knee to under your skirt and up to your core.

“Gri- Grimmjow… calm down… we are in public ~” you inform him, as if he didn’t know, and especially, cared.

The blue haired man, well aware of your surroundings, realizes nobody is really watching at you, but only your body… cause that’s with some men, they don’t even care about the human attached to a pair of legs and breasts…

“Didn’t you tell me you were mine? Let them look how mine you are” he whispers in your ear, smirking before even taking lips from there.

Your toes curl; you were sure you were finishing this night with raw, hot sex… however, you must have miscalculated when and most importantly, where.

Fingers “discreetly” reach for your thong, moving it out of the way, finding nothing but pure wetness covering your folds. And how could you not, if the moment Grimmjow grunts you are his, your core is ready to agree with him.

Under your skirt, and the counter, his hand plays with your sex. Touching your clit from time to time, sliding inside your cunt. Your inner thighs tremble, your hand squeezing your glass that’s been empty since a long time now. A little bit more and you are sure you might crush it with your own palm.

“Gri- babe… s-stop… I can’t” you whisper, trying to make him stop as it has become very noticeable you are indeed being <touched>.

“Why? Aren’t you mine?” he scoffs, using index and middle finger to slide it inside you in a violent ram.

You moan, knowing probably nobody heard you over the loud music, but your cheeks turn to fire from the embarrassment -and also since you are very, very close to climax-

“Why don’t I put my dick inside you, mh?” Grimmjow comes closer, again, murmuring into your ear.

You gasp, looking at him from the corner of your eye. Where, exactly, he wants to do that?

“WH-WHERE?” you ask, opening your eyes like two full moons.

In a matter of seconds, you are dragged against a very close, dark corner next to the bathrooms. Is it the most romantic place? No. Is it risky? Of course it is, but probably you are not the first couple to ever use such “love nest”.

“Here?” “Here. I can’t wait no more, turn around”

You are soon pinned against a wall covered in stickers and who knows what else. Yet, you have no time to care, as your feral lover has lowered your panties until they reach the floor, and his sex has been freed from his black jeans.

A few pumps get him ready, his hardness has been painful the last half an hour, and he is indeed desperate to be buried deep inside you.

Lifting your leg just a little from behind, and crunching enough to reach your core, Grimmjow guides his sex into your wet folds.

You whine, loudly. This time you forgot about the rest; every time your lynx lover fucks you everything around stops existing.

Grimmjow grabs your face in between his fingers. Like claws they manipulate you to look to the side and receive his concupiscent kisses. Tongues in and out, so lewd, so lustful. A picturesque lustful show that probably belongs to a different type of bar.

“Let them see you, come on… show them… I want them to see how much you love my dick” he grunts, biting your shoulder from behind. His body weight, and the violent trusts makes your body hit the wall nonstop. Breasts plastered against it, that will soon be trapped by his hands… to squeeze them, to pinch them, to enjoy them.

The sound of loud music and the humid atmosphere reaches you, remind you of where exactly you are. And the thrill of people discovering you adds a special spice to the moment. You know there are probably some eyes on your lustful show. Grimmjow said it himself, and he is probably more interested into showing those exactly how well he fucks his own prey… but what can you do? You are his, and that short skirt was indeed, for him to enjoy… in private, and here too.

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zeninprincess · 2 months ago

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pastries and documents; n. kento

wc: 2.8k | nanami kento x reader | office au

warnings: drinking 🍸, the use of 'name', no beta we die like kento

office romance au where nanami is your boss who is secretly in love with you, and you're pining him so bad. reader gets sick and nanami took care of her

a/n: this was supposed to be aizen but i feel like nanami would fit this better than aizen 🤭 also if there's still "aizen" or "grimmjow" in it my bad bro im writing this at 3 in the morning I haven't edited shit.

“good morning mr. nanami”

“morning ms. lastname”

nanami was a man who couldn't care less about feelings, love, or carnal desires. a man like him is someone whose calculated, precise, and self-sufficient. so, when a liability like you exist in his life, nanami could not stand the fact you light up his world, he needs to have you. you two were nothing alike, nanami being the calmer individu while you're a ray of sunshine, a bomb of glitter.

you see, despite you two being a co-worker, for nearly a year or so, you two had never interacted much, and when you do it's limited to “good morning mr. nanami” or when you bump into him in the middle of the day you'd say “good afternoon” “good evening” and when departing from office you’d say “see you tomorrow”

just because nanami is someone who prefers being a lone wolf doesnt mean hes a cruel boss to you, he was neither cold nor tough. matter of fact, contrary to popular beliefs, he was warm and approachable, he's easy to talk to. almost each time you say greetings or farewell he'd flash you a closed smile, or a on a rare occassion he would reply back depending on how he feels that day.

so when you find yourself for almost a year only interacting formally, what was the straw that finally made you decide to make a move first? there was no easy answer to this however, what really prompted you to pine him was the fact that you were drunk at a your co-worker’s celebration party.

that evening a fellow co-worker, had gotten the promotion to become the branch manager. satoru decided to throw a drinking party at a bar in which your boss, nanami was invited as well. after a few too many drinks you're left in a state half conscious. and even though the night is still young, and you know that, you were never a big drinker. even before this you have never really drank much. knowing this, satoru made fun of you for being a goody two shoes and you were having none of that so you tried your best to prove it to satoru's face.

‘tried’ being the keyword because after 3 glass of beer you're tipsy already, stuttering and blubbering anything that comes to your mind. little did you know, nanami watched you from across the table. observing silently, like a wolf stalking it's prey. back to you whose now on your fourth glass of beer you chug it all down gaining cheers from people hyping you up. you wipe the foam of beer that sat just right at the corner of your lip, and just when you thought it was over they ordered one more glass of beer. feeling peer pressured, you laughed and chug down the fifth, and then the sixth all in under half an hour.

then, there you are tipsy and disorganised. perhaps feeling bad, nanami interfered before satoru could coax you into drinking your seventh glass. “alright thats enough” he said as he adjusts his glass, walking over to your seat. and just when hes about to reach you, everything turned black. your body went into shock from alcohol poisoning.

waking up in the er, you found yourself dishevelled, missing one of your stocking and your black sweater. lucky youre covered in duvet, because people could see whats under your mini pencil skirt that you wear everyday to the office. you look around and found nanami sitting beside you, reading something you cannot quite make out. you try to sit up only to fall back into the not-so-comfortable hospital bed.

nanami turns his head to you, “easy, you could break that pretty little skull of yours” he chuckles as he helps you adjust your position. “w-what happened?” you ask, your voice raspy from dehydration. but before nanami could reply, a nurse and a certain white haired individual walks in.

“thank god… you could have a permanent brain damage. its because mr. nanami youre still alive!!” satoru said as he hugs you, his face shows guilt and especially concern about your wellbeing. “you see, you could have died, but thank god mr. nanami took you to the hospital as soon as you pass out. doctors had to pump your stomach to get the alcohol out of your system” satoru mansplained while you writhe in pain as you feel your head spinning around.

the nurse who was adjusting your iv, gave you a glass of water to reduce your migraine. nanami, whose sitting again now scolds satoru for pressuring you to drink more than what you can drink. you shot a weak smile as you thanked the nurse before she departed from the room.

thank god it was friday, you had saturday and sunday to rest. as nanami drove you home the next day, you couldn't stop thanking him for his action that saved your life and the fact that he paid for all your hospital bills.

“are you sure it's okay mr. nanami? i could send you back the-”

he cuts you off

“dont worry name, its my obligation to watch over other co-workers. besides, whats more important is youre alive and well” nanami replied followed with a smile. his eyes watched the road intently.

“i mean i know you would do the same to me name. im just returning the favor early”

you don't know why but that moved something inside of you. the way he articulate those words makes you feel a certain way. maybe its the fact hes so charming, or maybe how eloquent he is, dancing with words as if its his usual routine, it might also be the fact that he just have that natural charm, i mean the guy is enchanting, elegant, and articulate. but you would blame it to the fact that it's the first time you heard him talks about something other than stupid company stuff he usually discussed during meetings.

“right name?” he asks

“in a heartbeat mr. nanami” you replied. he clicks his tongue, the way his name rolls on your tongue sounds like songs of praises in his ears.

“call me nanami, or kento when it's just the two of us” you look at him, surprised by his request. you were surprised since you aren't even close to him hell, it's the first time you guys ever talk to these extent, somehow it felt like you knew each other for eternity.

that’s when you decided to return the favor by making him an apple pie on sunday morning. baking has always been your forte since you were young. with a family of chefs and bakers, you were taught how to bake sweets and pastries as soon as you could walk. and it grows on you because every time you have the opportunity to bake, you will do it and this one of the instances where you actually got a chance to do so.

monday comes, you walk into the office with files on your left hand, bag on your shoulder, and a freshly baked apple pie on your right hand. you knocked on his door with one of your elbow, then you opened the door. there he is, basking in all his glory with documents and files mounting all over his desk. he looks up to you. smiling, his eyes flicks into your right hand.

“i hope im not interrupting you, mr. nanami. i baked you a pie as a thank you gift” and with that you place the pie on his desk.

“oh you don't need to do this, but I guess thank you” he smiles. “uhhh its such a shame it's bigger than my stomach. if you dont mind, should we eat this together later?” he offered.

your words stumbled, your breath quickened, and your face turned red. “um, absolutely! but won't I upset your girlfriend?” you asked hoping he would say something like…

“i dont have a girlfriend”

oh… relief washes over you kmowing that nanami isnt taken, not yet atleast. well it's set then, you two are going to have lunch together.

this process repeats again and again. some day you found yourself wasting your break time to come to him, you even picked up his habits of staying up late in the office. and it was not unnoticed by your colleagues, especially satoru. he wonders if you got alcohol poisoning was a blessing in disguise. his boss who's now turning 35 finally found himself a girlfriend, or so he hoped.

despite the contrasting differences between you and nanami, you found yourself drawn to him like a moth to a flame, engaging into him more and more. each day you found yourself developing a crush on your boss. you even began to boldly flirt with him.

nanami on the other hand he's not really playing hard to get nor did he reciprocate, he was just there deflecting your sweet talks and your attempts to seduce him. although, deep inside nanami loves to see you try and pine him. he loves your attention and the pastry you bake him as an attempt to get him to fall in love with you.

he was a silent lover, he loves you from afar watching to his heart content, he loves when you do small things only he noticed. for example, when you're anxious you'd bite the nail of your thumbs, or how your fingers curls around your locks when thinking. he found all of that cute, it just fits you so perfectly. he also plays favourite with you, and it really stirred up your dynamic with your co-workers.

he would do things like extending your deadline, dismissing you whenever you're late, even giving you extra day off whenever he saw you depraved of your sleep. he would praise you here and there but he never really show how much he likes you, unless you really look into it.

your mother taught you that a way to a man's heart is through his stomach, and it's true because after weeks of baking him pastries, cake, sweets, spending lunchtime with him, he felt empty the day you didn't come to work and brought him his pastries as usual. your mom taught you well and nanami is the proof.

you never skipped a day working, even when he insists on giving you extra time off, you would deny the offer “i want to see you you know” you gave him the same excuse each time. until today, where you were nowhere to be found, not in the office kitchen, not in the cafeteria, and ofcourse your cubicle is empty.

nanami was alarmed by your absence from work, as you had never skipped a day before. he was also troubled by the fact that you didn't pick up his calls. He inquired about your location to satoru, who was smoking a cigarette outside the building while they both sipped their coffee. satoru then provided nanami with your information.

you were sick, you had high fever from getting wet when walking to the train station last night and now it made sense. nanami quickly called his secretary and told her to clear his schedule for the day. after that, he hurriedly drive himself to your house. he wanted to see you, he needed to see you. with a basket of fruit and a few medicine on his left hands and his briefcase on his right hand.

standing infront of your apartment door, a 6’1 man ringing the bell with each second he grew impatient, and he decided after the third time ringing your bell that he would invite himself in, but before he could do that he was met with a clicking sound of the white door.

looking up, your eyes met nanami’s. you were taken aback at the sudden appearance of nanami. sharp features adorned his already perfect visage. his suit is always neat with no signs of crinkles or stains. it's a stark contrast to your appearance now, with your hair tangled, covering yourself in your warm blanket, face pale as a ghost.

“can i come in?” he asks.

you took a step behind, letting him in.

“sorry if it's messy” you muttered under your breath, your voice has a hint of raspiness from lack of hydration, it was the same raspiness nanami once heard in the hospital. you invited him to your living room, setting down the medicine and fruits.

“tis for me?” you eyed the fruits and the meds. he nodded his head.

coughing non stop, he leads you down to your beige sofa. he put a palm on your forehead. you were burning up and nanami couldn't help but pray for god to just transfer all the pain you feel right now to him. he couldn't bear seeing you like this. then, he heard your stomach grumble loudly, and nanami couldn't ignore that.

“you haven't eaten yet? see, this is why young people these days get sick easily, they skip breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and- bla bla bla bla… you couldnt really process his scolding as you're too sick to argue back. seeing you rolled up in your duvet, trying not to fall asleep on the couch melts his heart.

-and the way you younglings live, my god you guys would rather stay up late to procrastinate more” his scolding came to an abrupt end when he felt your hand holding his. you didn't spoke any words but nanami understood.

“sorry, i'm just concerned for you” he paused “it's just, i don't want anything to happen to you” he elaborate further.

now nanami found himself pacing to your kitchen, taking off his blazer, loosening his tie, rolling up his sleeves. see, the thing about nanami is that he'd do anything for his loved ones, he may not be the best at cooking but he'll try and definitely succeed at that. he's planning to make you an egg porridge.

you desperately crawl to the kitchen trying to stop nanami from burdening himself but to no use, he carries you back to the living room and pins you on the couch.

“be a good girl for me, yeah? the porridge is already done so wait here” and you just nod. he smiles and paces himself to the kitchen once more before coming back with a tray of porridge and tea. “here, i know i'm not the best at cooking but atleast eat up for me” he said as he set the tray down to the table.

you eagerly sat up, ready to taste his food. he sat beside you and fed you with a spoon. “hey! im not a child. i can feed myself!' you protested, but nanami didn't give in. now you were being fed by your own boss whom you'd never have thought would do things to this extent for the sake of his ‘co-worker’

after a while the bowl is empty and you've taken your meds, the one that nanami bought you. he praised you for being good.

“so you do care about me nanami” you smiled as you teased him. expecting no response as usual, you were surprised when he replied back to your teasing. you followed him to the kitchen, he's doing your dishes while you sat on the kitchen island.

“of course i do. i'm worried sick for you!!” he exclaimed. “day and night I think of you, your wellbeing, your whereabouts. i sleep and the first thing i think about after opening my lids are you. when i see pastries i couldn't help but missing you, i breath for you, i want you no, i need you name” he confessed.

“ever since you started working here i-” he paused. “i was waiting for the chance to talk to you” he sighed. glancing at you.

your face reddened, the confession took you aback. he looked at you with loving eyes, it was as if nanami were drunk in love. “im not a man of many words but I always try” he continues his rambling while soaping up spoons “nanami… all these times i thought you're just being nice to me. i didn't know that you like me back”

“like?” he scoffed, not in a cocky way “no, no, you're wrong. i not only like you but I fell in love with you name” he continues to express his deep feelings for you.

“so…”

“be mine name, please. i can't stand the thought of you- mmph!!” he was cut with a deep kiss.

he didn't hesitate to kiss you back, deeper, more aggressive, it was full of desire yet gentle. you pull back and he's already missing your lips. “yes! yes i do!!”

“let me take you on a date, please” he begs. you chuckled and nodded to his request. “come here and kiss me already” he smiled as your lips dominate each other.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

bonus:

satoru cursed under his breath as he look at the clock, it was 11pm he found himself juggling between his works and your unfinished documents that nanami had forced him to finish during the days you were sick.

“god damn it. he better gave me a raise after this!!”

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thevanillerose · 2 months ago

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BUBBLEGUM BLUE | GRIMMJOW x READER | BLEACH

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Content Warning: Grimmjow swearing a f*ck-ton / Violence / Captivity / Unhealthy relationship / Stockholm Syndrome

Maybe a man like that couldn't be trusted. But in a place like Hueco Mundo...and while you were still a prisoner...you wanted any kind of goodness you could get.

Anyone could be forgiven for thinking that the 6 foot menace was nothing but a monster. Not only was his figure intimidating, he simply didn't seem to care too much for anyone.

He was sadistic, psychotic and rude. Pity you had to be in a cell where this guy was hanging around, right?

But...no...you definitely saw something else in him that kind of made him likable. It was strange, though you could believe that it might just be superficial. He was handsome and that certainly carried its own brand of aesthetic appeal. Beyond that though...every time he walked past the bars that you were trapped behind, you were allured by him. He stood out like azure among the others.

Being here was scary, but whenever you caught a glimpse of the man with a half mask on his face, you felt a little more relaxed. It was like a breath of fresh air.

Things got infinitely more interesting when he started stopping by to talk to you. He had been noticing your staring more and more, and eventually he confronted you one day, walking right up to the iron black bars and gripping them so hard and so abruptly that they vibrated.

“HEY!”

His shout startled you out of sleep in the simple bed you had been given. You jolted up from the mattress, and upon seeing him standing there, hurriedly fixed your bed head while simultaneously making your way over. “S-sorry sir, I was asleep.”

His cat-like eyes narrowed from his side of the bars. As soon as you came close enough his slightly tan hand reached through and snatched your plain white prisoner collar, yanking you forward to where you thudded against the metal, and he could lean in nose to nose.

There was a big, malevolent grin on his face while he talked to you. “I see you looking at me every time I walk through here. What the fuck is up with that, huh? You tell me.”

Was it strange that your heart wasn't beating entirely out of fear right now? Being held so close to him like this...even if some obstacles were in the way, even if the context was twisted, it still... ...It still made you a little flustered.

He must have noticed too. The crimson blush growing on your cheeks. “What the fuck are you reacting like that for!?” “I--!” you struggled to explain it, because even you didn't entirely know. “I just...I thought you looked interesting...” “...Interesting?”

“-And your hair, it's blue, like um...” This was going to sound dumb. “Like...like bubblegum.”

“Pssht-!” Grimmjow scoffed and laughed in your face, before pulling just a little tighter on your shirt. He was so close that you could feel the warmth of his breath when he spoke, lightly dusting over your already red cheeks. “...Do you have a crush on me or something?”

Now...that did give you reason to pause. Did you? A crush...on Grimmjow of all people...a man whose name you only knew because of passing conversations...who you were now talking to for the very first time.

Could that be the case? Really?

...It actually seemed likely, as crazy as it was to consider.

“...I...might...” you admitted, to which his eyes widened. For once he dropped his cocky smile, but it was only a hot minute before it was back again in full force. He looked kind of delighted, in a sickening way. “Oh that's cute...the prisoner has a little crush on me. So what, do you think you're gonna be let go just because of that? Are you gonna try and soften me up or something?”

That had never been your endgame, nor had you imagined it would happen either. It was impractical to even consider, to be quite honest. There was no way you were going to be allowed to leave. You were stuck in this cage indefinitely, and who knew what would ultimately happen to you?

But...perhaps the fact that you were essentially doomed gave you the confidence boost to just come out and say these things that would usually be kept quiet.

“I just think you're...cool...and handsome...even if I don't really know who you are. I've only seen you walking past here quite often...”

Grimmjow was trying not to show it, but he was actually a little startled. Were you out of your mind? Or were you being legit right now?

“...You must be nuts. I could kill you on the spot if I wanted to...”

His hand suddenly swapped holding your collar for your neck instead, nails digging in sharply, his grip completely encapsulating your gullet. Your own hands shakily raised to touch his wrist. He felt so much larger than you, so much more dominant.

“The only thing stopping me from doing that is the fact that we need you right now. But if you weren't necessary to keep around...” Grimmjow lowered his voice to a menacing whisper, “-You can't even begin to imagine what I'd do to you.”

His hand loosened, and you fell limply to the floor, collapsing on your knees. With another cocky scoff, he simply turned away from you and walked down the hallway again, leaving you there...

…

Yet that wasn't the last time he visited you. Far from it.

In fact, he started to come by more and more often. Grimmjow would walk up to the other side of the bars and talk to you, often as roughly as expected, and sometimes he would treat you that way too. On more than one occasion he threatened to come inside and rough you up because you kept insisting your feelings were true, but it was a long time before the incident when he actually did it.

This blue haired boy was ruthless, and so at first you wondered if he might be here to kill you. If that was so, then perhaps it was merciful. Better to lay eyes on the one you liked most one more time before the end. You'd rather die by his hand than anyone else's here.

But...Grimmjow wasn't here for that.

It was weird. You were so annoying, always gazing up at him with those big eyes and coming out with the sappiest shit. He could be strangling you near to death and you still seemed to be enamored with him. Why? He had no idea.

However...he started to find himself becoming the same way with you. His touches eased up and became gentler. His language was still crude but he didn't speak so harshly to you anymore. He started to ask more and more questions about who you were and what kind of life you'd had before, even if he would always shrug it off at the end and pretend like he never cared to know the answer.

So he wasn't here to kill you. Instead, he advanced towards you, with another idea in mind. He wanted to see how you would react when he did this.

“...You say you're in love with me, right?” Pausing as you processed his question, you then clasped your hands before yourself and nodded sheepishly. “Mm.” “Heh.” Grimmjow reached you. Looking back up at him, you could see he was grinning ear to ear. Nothing new there. “I think you must be more of a psycho than me.”

“What do y--”

He cut you off, or more specifically, his lips did. The kiss was sudden and firm, and his large hand curled around the back of your neck to make sure you wouldn't break away from it. Not that you were going to anyway. His kiss was cold...but you liked it.

Your hand reached up and touched that hair you liked so much, tousling those pastel strands and holding onto a few. You wanted him to know you were into it, so that maybe he might do the same thing again in the future. Kiss you like this...

His tongue was warm. It pushed into the confines of your mouth and he bit down on your own, entangling you in that sort of a romantic embrace, while his hands clutched you on the outside.

Your eyes closed.

People could call you crazy. That was fine.

Being a prisoner to a person like this...

...It wasn't so bad.

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thatwasntverycashmoneyofme · 2 years ago

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—𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗆𝗃𝗈𝗐

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gloryhrs · 2 years ago

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━━ ⟡ 𝓢𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐄, grimmjow j.

male reader. ʚɞ highschool au.

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez has officially gone soft! He was one of the toughest guys in school, the biggest delinquent who never took shit from anyone. He used to put himself in trouble for his constant smoking, vandalizing, or his massive use of profanity. This was the same guy who talked back to the teachers over and over again and refused to do his work unless someone paid him. Overall, he was a lost cause, nobody was able to help him even if they tried. But now he was a new person. Nobody knew what happened to him or what bit him in his sleep, but these past few weeks, the hotheaded male behavior has made a 360. His loud and aggressive behavior was now turned into quiet and somewhat peaceful.

“Since when did you start doing your work?”Nnoitra peaked his head over Grimmjow’s shoulder as his eyes scanned the book nonstop. Grimmjow squeezed the pen in his hand and decided to withhold a sarcastic remark. “I’m not trying to be a dropout, plus I’m bored.” He scoffed before turning his attention back to the book in front of him. A snicker came from Nnoitra’s lips at the answer, The high and mighty Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez was doing his work? This had to be some type of sick joke! “Never thought I’ll see the day. You out of cigarettes?”He teased as Grimmjow rolled his eyes.

I don’t have time for ignorance today. He sighed in annoyance. This was the third time someone tried to clown him for doing his work aka acting out of character, the first being Nelliel and the second being Ulquiorra.

After hearing the ringing of the bell Grimmjow stood up instantly and made his way out of the classroom without saying any goodbyes. Nelliel tilted her head at the way Grimmjow packed his things so quickly and left the class early, he would usually loiter around just to piss the teacher off. “He’s been acting weird lately. Hey Ulqui! Is something going on at home?" She spoke out loud which caused the remaining students in the class to snicker. Ulquiorra frowned at the ridiculous nickname and shrugged his shoulders, “He lives by himself. Maybe he decided to stop acting like a gremlin and finally do something useful with his life.” He grimaced from the memory of his obnoxious neighbor and the amount of trouble he caused. “Not to mention, he’s barely home now. I haven’t seen him at his house in three days.” He added while surfing the pages of the book he was reading.

“Eh?! So where does he go after school? Is there someone in his life now?” She tried to remember the last time she saw Grimmjow with someone outside of his friend group. Her mind started to wander off until a lightbulb appeared on the top of her head. “Y/n! The guy who helps me study on Fridays! I seen them walking around yesterday.” She smiled as Nnoitra raised his eyebrow at the familiar name. “You talkin' about that damn nerd? Why’s Grimmjow hanging out with him?” He placed the soda can down, Nnoitra didn’t know you well but he sure for hell knew you were that glasses guy that always sat in the back of the class. “I don’t know! But that’s what I’m going to find out.” She rubbed her hands together, you and Grimmjow were complete opposites! How could even put up with … that?

“It’s best if you sit this one out.” Tier joined the conversation, she doesn’t interact with Grimmjow that much but Lord knows he surely knows how to drag a situation out. “Yeah, this change is doing all of us a favor.” Ulquiorra flipped to the next page of the book. Nelliel slumped her shoulders in defeat, “Fine, but only this time!”

Grimmjow checked his watch in irritation as he repeatedly tapped his foot on the glossy floors. He despised the manner in which your teacher kept you to clean up because you were a responsible and helpful student. “That damn teacher needs to clean up his own class next time.” He mumbled to himself to notice you walking towards him. “Grim, have you been waiting for me?” Your sweet voice brought him out of his mind, you saw how his dull blue eyes light up when he saw you. “Of course cutie, I'd be stupid if I didn't.” His hands made their way around your waist to pull you closer until your chest was touching his. He gave your lips a quick peck that turned into a full kiss, he could not get enough of your warm and soft lips melt away against his coldness. His fangs nipped on your lower lip which made you melt in his arms.

“I could never get tried of doing that.” He kissed your lips once more and took your bag out of your hands. Once you caught your breath, you intertwined your hand with his and leaned onto his arm. “Are you hungry?” He singled out the ramen stand down the road. “Mhmm.” He looked while you were played with the diamond necklace around your neck, He’s so goddamn cute. Grimmjow cheeks heated up from your adorable characteristics. He wanted to hold your face between his hands and squish your cheeks together. He couldn’t believe you were making him soft!

After holding the door open for you your eyes scanned the warm ramen place, the scent of delicious food brought a smile on your lips. “Where do you want to sit?” Grimmjow looked around the restaurant while you pointed the place at the corner. Once you sat down, the waiter handed you the menus and left, “What are you getting, Grim?” You asked your boyfriend who scratched his head using the menu. “I don't know yet, what are you eating?” He put the menu, to be honest, he couldn't read a fucking thing off the menu.

“Shoyu ramen, do you want spicy miso ramen?” You switched the menu in his direction, since he had a soft spot for spicy dishes. “Yes, would you like a piece of cake?” He added on which brightened your smile straight away. You love cake! You nodded very quickly while Grimmjow laughed. “Alright, now we just wait until the waiter comes back.” He reached above the table to entangled his hand with yours.

Never in a thousand years did Grimmjow expect himself to be in the position he was in. The black Spider-Man headband pushed his blue hair back as you continued to run the jade roller on his face to straighten out the uneven hello kitty face mask. His eyes softened at your concentrated face, the matching headband pushing your locs back made you even cuter. “How long does it take to work?” Grimmjow rested his hands on your waist, often giving it a tight squeeze when you kissed his lips. “About five or ten minutes.” You removed yourself from his lap and signaled him to follow you.

While walking behind you a mischievous grin made its way on Grimmjow’s face. “Grim—wah!” You yelped when the tall male picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, you let out another yelp when he moved his hands to your thighs and almost dropped you in the process. “Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez! Put me down!” You held back your laughter when he began to jump up and down, with your body bouncing with him which almost made your glasses fall off. “Are you sure?!” He stopped at the couch as you nodded your head rapidly. “Yes! Why is it so high up here?!” You held onto his tank top in fear of falling and landing the wrong way.

“Ok, fine!” He playfully scoffed and flipped your body off his shoulder as you laid on the soft cushions with a grin on your face. “That was fun! But dangerous..” You fixed your uneven glasses with Grimmjow lifting your legs up to take a seat down on the couch. “What movie or show do you want to watch?” He picked up the remote and scanned through the dozens of movies on the streaming app. “Let’s watch The Amazing World Of Gumball.” You smiled as he quickly went to the search bar to look for your favorite show. Grimmjow yawned loudly as his hands made their way to your feet that rested on his lap. The sound of your laughter made feel so giddy inside that he lost all thought process.

“Cutie?” “Hm?” He looked over to see your face inches away from his, “You’ve made me so soft, I love spending time with you.” He kissed your nose then lips. “I love spending time with you as well. I’m glad you were able to turn yourself around for me.” You grinned which showed your braces. “Your braces are so cute, nerd.” Grimmjow chuckled and wrapped his arm around you while giving your lips one last kiss.

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