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Title: Medic, medic, heal my need
Fandom: Bleach
Chapter: 9
Characters: Shuuhei, Yumichika, Ichigo
Word Count: 1,457
Warnings: nothing so far, just lots of fluff
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Waking up the next morning was an interesting experience for Ichigo. He groaned softly and pressed his face into the chest before him, not wanting to wake up, Shuuhei grunting behind him. The man shifted and pushed up against his back, arm coming around him and Yumichika, holding them close. In Ichigo’s sleep addled mind, he noticed that he could feel something hard press against his ass in a very interesting way.

Realizing just what it was that he was feeling, his eyes shot open and he swallowed heavily. Coming to a decision, he carefully wiggled out of their hold, losing his night shirt in the process, but willing to part with it as he escaped to his own bedroom, intent on taking a shower and calming down.

Shuuhei lifted his head with a sleepy, amused look, Yumichika chuckling and sliding over to help his mate with his morning issue. He couldn’t blame the man, having a sleeping Ichigo in a person's arms was enough to inspire all sorts of naughty thoughts after all.

Over the next few weeks as Hanataro’s boyfriend damn near moved in and Ichigo had a hard time finding the right house for himself, Ichigo found himself staying with the lovers. He sometimes slept alone, but most often found himself becoming the teddy bear to the lover’s. He also got to a point where he was used to waking up to Shuuhei’s hard cock, just groaning and pushing him off the bed.

He also just muttered about not wanting to feel it if he couldn’t have it, much to Yumichika’s amusement as Ichigo cuddled back into him each time, intent on more sleep.

Ichigo had also pretty much taken over breakfast making since he had to get up an hour earlier than Shuuhei or Yumichika to arrive on time at the Fourth Division to get a jumpstart on his paperwork that had come in overnight. He would make breakfast, and if he had the time, he would make lunch bento’s for all of them if Yumichika hadn’t done it the night before.

The two lovers had just let him take over the kitchen, Yumichika most often then not making dinner since Ichigo usually came back dead on his feet and unable to do it. He never noticed when Yumichika and Shuuhei snuck most of his clothes over in small batches with the help of an amused Hanataro and Isane, or when his favorite cookbooks appeared on the bookshelf in the kitchen.

He just shrugged it off as having absently brought the things over one day and the other two never said a word.

The situation though turned around and changed on the three men one day when Hanataro delivered a shaken and exhausted Ichigo to them at their office with strict instructions from Unohana that he was to rest for the rest of the day. The Fifth Division had some close calls, including Momo, who was healing well, but had nearly been lost twice while they had scrambled to get rid of the poison from a claw.

Ichigo would be starting with a therapist that Hanataro knew personally in three days but until then he wasn’t going to be healing anyone and he was to rest as much as he could.

Yumichika cooed softly and drew Ichigo into the back office rest area and out to the barrack washrooms, including the personal washrooms that he and Shuuhei shared as fukutaicho and taicho. Ichio barely protested when the other man stripped him out of his clothes and stripped out of his own clothes before leading him into the shower.

Turning on the hot water, Yumichika helped Ichigo relax, letting him lean into his body as he worked his hands through long, soft hair, holding the younger male close. He was worried slightly but he could feel the trembling and had a feeling that Ichigo was crying while they were in the shower, just relaxing after everything that had gone on.

Shower done, Yumichika dried Ichigo off, getting him to sit on his vanity bench while he dried himself off and found a yakata for Ichigo, stealing one of Shuuhei’s extra’s. Bundling Ichigo into it, he slipped on his own sleeping yakata and lead Ichigo back into the office, smiling when he found his lover lounging on the bed without tabi and waraji, his kosodo and haori laying on a small table along with their zanpakuto.

“Unohana-san brought Zangetsu. It seems that he forgot it accidently after he was found trying not to puke and was brought here by Hanataro-san,” Shuuhei said, eyes flicking to the dual zanpakuto. Yumichika smiled softly and brushed a hand through soft hair.

“I just need to brush out his hair for him. Are you going to do paperwork here while he naps?” he asked, Ichigo blinking sleepily as he leant against Yumichika, yawning softly, worn out from the day.

“Yeah, I am,” Shuuhei said, smiling as Ichigo was gently maneuvered onto the futon. He tugged the sleepy Ichigo close as Yumichika found his brush and moved to sit behind him. It didn’t take him long to brush out Ichigo’s hair, helping the locks dry out fully. Ichigo just hummed and started to fall asleep, relaxing against Shuuhei fully.

“So, do you want to get him buzzed again tonight?” Yumichika asked, Shuuhei thinking about it for a moment before shaking his head.

“No, not tonight. Tomorrow though. We have the day after that off and we can make sure that he’s got the same day off so that we can really spoil him. He’s going to need something more this time,” Shuuhei said, getting a nod from Yumichika.

Yumichika moved Ichigo to lay down and laid down next to him, tucking him between them and leaving enough room for Shuuhei to work without being disturbed. Ichigo just grumbled a little but settled in fairly quickly, making him smile and run his fingers through soft hair.

“I’ll have to go shopping tonight for a few things. Think you can watch over him while I’m gone?” Yumichika asked.

Shuuhei hummed and nodded as he shifted through the paperwork he had. “Yeah, not an issue. Knowing my luck, I’m going to be taking home some of this paperwork and he probably has a bit to do himself, so we can relax and do that while you running around. Do you want me to grab something easy for dinner during my lunch break?” he asked.

Yumichika hummed and nodded. “Yeah, go ahead and grab something that we can heat up and eat at home,” he said, shifting around and tugging Ichigo closer to him. Ichigo grumbled softly, something about dumplings escaping from him as he went back to sleep. He chuckled and smoothed down the flame colored hair and smiled at his lover. “Get some dumplings for him? He seems to gravitate to them when he’s not feeling emotionally stable,” he said.

Shuuhei chuckled. “Not an issue, lover. I’ll get the two of you some lunch to while I’m out. The usual right?” he asked. Yumichika nodded and setting an alarm to go off right around the time that his lover was due to go get lunch in four hours.

When the alarm went off, Ichigo shifted as Yumichika flipped onto his back to reach for the alarm, groaning. Reaching back where Shuuhei was dozing, he pushed him off of the futon with a huff. “What have I said?” he whined sleepily. “If I’m not getting it, I don’t wanna feel it. It’s just a tease then,” he groaned, grabbing Yumichika’s pillow as the man slipped off of the futon and groaning as he curled around it.

Shuuhei grunted from his place on the floor, blinking up at the ceiling before hauling himself up and staggering off carefully to take care of his little issue. Yumichika snorted at catching the words of his lover grumbling about it not being a tease but a promise for very soon. Ichigo lifted his head and stared at him with an adorably confused look on his face.

Chuckling again, he leant down and pressed a kiss to his forehead, getting a sleepy hum of pleasure. “Come on. Time to get up otherwise none of us will get any sleep tonight. Let me brush your hair out for you and put it into a braid. I’m sure that we can get Shuuhei to stop by the house to pick up a set of clothes for you to get back home. You’re still shorter than Shuu,” he teased, getting a grumble as Ichigo shoved his hair back over his shoulder and presented it to Yumichika for brushing.

Yumichika smiled and sat down behind him with the brush in hand.
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