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obsessedwhim · 11 months
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Ichigo gave a heavy sigh as he stepped down a quiet street, one that resembled his childhood in a way. The houses stacked neatly next to one another with their own few cats who slinked through bushes and over walls though there would be no Kurosaki Clinic in sight, which the wandering Soul Reaper preferred.
A quiet street for a quiet guy, that's what he needed right after a long shift of Hollow hunting. Nevertheless, there were times when he'd make it home and every inch of the place would be crawling with some friend group or family member who had taken it upon themselves to visit the couple's home. This time though the building was void of any tomfoolery, since it was later in the evening Ichigo had thought that maybe you'd fallen asleep by now but a warm glow emitted from the kitchen. 
Taking a breath to enjoy the peaceful hours that awaited before him the ginger watched as his spouse's silhouette ricocheted back and forth through various tasks, though the curtain withheld what you were up to he could always ask after making it back to his body- which was sounding like a pretty good idea right about now.
The robe-clad male skipped into the spare room window and groaned when the ache of human tiredness gripped at his muscles, rolling his shoulders Ichigo attempted to forget about it as there were more important matters in his mind. Such as finding you and basking in the comforts of your normal day-to-day activities, perhaps some couch cuddling afterward paired with whatever recent docuseries you were into. 
Lumping down the stairs, not akin to a sock puppet given life, slowing in his steps to hide a grin as he listened to you mumble and converse with never mind what podcast echoed around the kitchen walls, keeping you diligently distracted as a hidden trick came to mind. Inching the door open Ichigo's smile broadened as he made his way towards his distracted spouse with arms held in the air, just as you stood from stacking away the plates, all you were given was a moment to let out a sigh before being snatched away by a large wingspan. 
"What're you doing here!" Ichigo growled playfully as his hugged your smaller being to his torso and lifted your slipper covered feet from the tiled flooring "You should be in bed!" he breathed into the back of your neck as you begged for freedom, though pleads fell on deaf ears as Ichigo placed you on the ground only to quickly lift you by the bend of your legs into a princess hold "Ichigo! Be cAREful!!" you giggled as you were squeezed close, letting out a yelp as you attempted to grab at a washcloth that fell from your shoulder but was held just out of reach "Ichigo!" you scolded delightfully as he laughed with a smug grin "You finished with the dishes yet?" he asked, not letting up his glowing smile or comfortable hold, his partner said yes, about to explain what was left but yelled one he used a large foot to close the door to the dish washer and turned to leave the kitchen "But! But I still have to wipe down the counters and sweep the floor-!" you attempted to crawl over his shoulder and reached out to the unfinished task but the Reaper kept a tight hold on your thighs with one easy arm and turned off the light to the kitchen with the other.
"You've done enough, it's time to rest already" The ginger rolled his eyes before tossing you from his shoulder and onto the couch. Crossing your arms childishly until he threw a blanket at you and picked something for background noise, only to toss the remote at you as well "Would you stop throwing things at me!" you told as he sat next to you, awaiting his revolt but only earn a large hand which could hold your head like a bowling ball, only for said hand to push you away face first which earned deserved slaps and more pushing. 
"Alright, enough already" Ichigo pulled you into some strange combination of a noogie and a cuddle "It's getting late and I'm tired" he held you close, his arms circling your body as you wiggled into comfort "Okay okay" you chuckled, holding the remote a the screen to pick out a show, any old show really. Just something you could both fall asleep to. 
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