“Ichigo-kun, you wouldn’t believe the day I had!” Orihime chirped, coming into the house, keys in hand as she let herself in. “Hanako-san had me make five cakes in two hours and-” She was so ready to jump into a wild tale of cake-making, but was cut short as she saw Ichigo holding up a calendar, his face bright red as he glared at her.
He wasn’t mad at her, because knowing Orihime, she was just trying to be helpful. He was just upset knowing all of Soul Society would be looking at a photo of his firm ass come Christmas.
”What happened to the scrapbook?” Ichigo choked out, setting the calendar on the coffee table. Orihime dropped her things to the floor and avoided his gaze.
“A-Ah... Change of plans, I guess.”
Ichigo sighed heavily and Orihime had a bit of a heavy heart now that Ichigo knew about her little project and was plenty frustrated. She wanted to help Rukia and the Shinigami Women's Association, but if her boyfriend was going to be eternally angry at her, it probably wasn’t worth it.
A flash brought her stare back to Ichigo, whom was holding her camera in his hand with a dead-serious look on his face.
“Take off your shirt,” he told her bluntly, causing her to explode and splutter. He held up the camera, leaving her no choice to comply with his serious expression. When he looked like that, there was no way to change his mind.
*3* I wouldn't mind getting a calender like that! I liked how Ichigo decided to get his own calender. And he was so blunt about it! XD Great job, bb! I loved it!
He wasn’t mad at her, because knowing Orihime, she was just trying to be helpful. He was just upset knowing all of Soul Society would be looking at a photo of his firm ass come Christmas.
”What happened to the scrapbook?” Ichigo choked out, setting the calendar on the coffee table. Orihime dropped her things to the floor and avoided his gaze.
“A-Ah... Change of plans, I guess.”
Ichigo sighed heavily and Orihime had a bit of a heavy heart now that Ichigo knew about her little project and was plenty frustrated. She wanted to help Rukia and the Shinigami Women's Association, but if her boyfriend was going to be eternally angry at her, it probably wasn’t worth it.
A flash brought her stare back to Ichigo, whom was holding her camera in his hand with a dead-serious look on his face.
“Take off your shirt,” he told her bluntly, causing her to explode and splutter. He held up the camera, leaving her no choice to comply with his serious expression. When he looked like that, there was no way to change his mind.
“I-Ichigo-kun!”
“Since you got yours, I’m going to get mine.”
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