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Title: A Vizards Love

Fandom: Bleach

Chapter: 3

Story: 1

Characters: Renji, Shuuhei, Ichigo

Word Count:

AN: Fluffy cuteness. That's all I have to say!

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“Renji,” Shuuhei breathed over one ear, smirking when his lover grumbled and buried his face into the pillow under him. He had woken to find Ichigo in the bathroom, looking none too happy, but luckily not on his knees before the toilet. Instead the younger male was leaning over the sink, hair falling around his face as he slowly splashed water over his skin, trying to calm his stomach. Once he had made sure that Ichigo was going to be okay, the tattooed shinigami and gone to wake his lover up, finding the red head sprawled on the bed. “Come on, we have an Ichigo with a migraine slowly building. I’m going to need your help making some food for all of us on top of that.”
Renji lifted his head with a grunt as Ichigo stumbled past them, the soft thump and groan telling them that he had leant against the wall and was currently resting there. “Yeah. You grab him, stick him in our bed. I’ll go take a shower while you make tea,” he rasped, stumbling out of bed, looking ruffled and dazed. Shuuhei leered at his lover, getting a sleepy glare before Renji stumbled for the bathroom, closing the door a bit too hard and getting a groan from the still leaning Ichigo.
“Come on, Ichi, let’s get you into bed. Our bedroom is nice and dark and cool,” he coaxed, moving to pick Ichigo up into his arms, Ichigo moaning and pressing his cheek onto his shoulder. “We have the day off so you’ll be able to just relax and nibble,” he continued, walking into the bedroom and laying Ichigo down onto the bed.
The younger male groaned and relaxed into the softness, stretching his body slowly before coming back into a curled position. “Tell me that you’re gonna make tea and easy food for me today?” he asked, voice low and husky,
“Of course. Nice smooth smoothie, made with the almond milk like you prefer with banana’s and some kiwi,” Shuuhei chuckled, moving some of the pillows around so that they were creating a kind of nest for Ichigo’s head before pulling the blanket over him with a smirk at the hum of pleasure from him. “And later some soup with a simple turkey sandwich. Maybe if you’re feeling up to it, I’ll make it nice and hot. Of course crackers to nibble on along with other enjoyable snacks,” he continued, Ichigo humming.
“Spoil me some more why don’t ya?” Ichigo sighed, rubbing his cheek into the pillows. It wasn’t often that he allowed himself to get drunk and never when he went out instead of staying in. It was only when he stayed in and was with knowing friends.
Shuuhei chuckled and closed the curtains firmly before shrugging. “I know how to work it, so don’t worry about it,” he said, heading into the kitchen to make tea for the three of them and the promised smoothie for Ichigo. He had used a basic kido to ease the tension in his shoulders and neck along with the hangover before taking a small pain killer to kill the rest of it. So compared to the other two males in the house, he was feeling rather good. Once everything was done, crackers having been moved into the bedroom along with a water cooler that held icy cold water for Ichigo, he took the smoothie and a cup of tea to the prone male, smiling when he saw a glass half full and his friend laying back down.
“Better?”
“Marginally. My throat doesn’t feel like sandpaper,” Ichigo replied, wiping the corner of his lip as he shifted so that he was mostly sitting up, taking the glass with the smoothie while the tea was placed to the side for the moment. Sipping it, he sighed softly as his stomach started to calm down, his head wincing when Renji opened the door and allowed the outside light to flood in on his face. “Bastard,” he whined, rubbing at his face with one hand, massaging his temples.
“Sorry,” Renji apologized sheepishly, closing the door quickly but quietly and moving to the closet, towel wrapped around his waist to give him some semblance of modesty. Ichigo pouted at him, unable to actually glare with the throbbing going on behind his eyes before he turned back to his smoothie and using an offered spoon to eat it. “Always so thick,” the red head chuckled as he found a day kimono to wear, slipping it on over his shoulders and wrapping the obi before he pulled the towel out from under it.
“It makes my stomach feel better,” Ichigo huffed, eating another spoonful of the smoothie as Shuuhei chuckled and found a day kimono for himself. “After this, I plan on crashing out for a couple of hours until lunch,” he said.
Shuuhei hummed and nodded. “I’ll make sure that it’s light, like I promised,” he said, watching Renji light a small candle and placing it into a small holder that dulled the light even more but allowed them to see without squinting. “I have a couple of things that I need to do today though.”
“Can you swing by my place and grab one of my day kimonos?” Ichigo asked, pulling at the kimono that he was wearing. “I think after lunch I’m going to chance a shower and I don’t want to wear this one again.”
“I can do that,” Renji promised, pulling a brush through his hair, piling the locks into the signature ponytail once more before giving Shuuhei a kiss. “I’ll pick it up before I go food shopping.”
“Fuck,” Ichigo muttered, Renji smirking at him. “I need to do that tomorrow now. I should have done it yesterday but you dragged me over right after work,” he complained, tossing one of the smaller pillows that Shuuhei had used at Renji.
Renji held up his hands and chuckled. “If you want, I can pick up a few things?” he asked, Ichigo shaking his head.
“Nah. I’ll be fine. Just check the milk for me? I’m not sure if it’s good or not,” Ichigo requested, closing his eyes and relaxing into the pillows, the cold smoothie starting to melt a little. Shuuhei chuckled softly and took the smoothie, Ichigo making a soft sound of protest as Renji arranged him into a comfortable position on the bed.
“Come on, drink a bit of the tea and it’ll help the head,” Shuuhei promised, holding the tea cup in hand. Ichigo whined and pouted before drinking it down, already feeling exhausted and wanting to go back to sleep, but knowing that his friend was correct on that.
Once Ichigo had drunk his tea and fallen asleep in their bed, Shuuhei and Renji left the room, the brunet smirking at his lover before heading for the bathroom, putting the clothes that he would be wearing down on the sink. “He’s adorable, even with a hangover. How the fuck does he do that?” Renji huffed, getting an amused look from the other male.
“I think Kurosaki-san said something about him getting his looks from his mother in a lot of ways,” Shuuhei drawled, shaking his head as he pulled his lover close, smirking at him as his hands cupped the other’s ass and giving it a squeeze. “For now, my dear red head, we need to get things done. You have food to buy, I have people to interrogate and one particular blond to talk to,” he hummed, getting a low chuckle from Renji.
“Fine, fine. I’ll grab the food and the kimono and if you’re not back in time, I’ll start the food,” Renji promised, getting another smirk and squeeze.
“Sounds good to me,” Shuuhei hummed, nodding his head before pulling away with a quick kiss. Heading for the shower as Renji left with money in hand, he showered before heading off to find Yumichika and Ikkaku, wanting to talk to the couple about what they want with Kira, and warn them off with messing with him if they didn’t want to end up on the wrong side of a few different zanpakuto.
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