title. a good night
prompt. transparent
character/s. Ichigo, peripheral Ichigo/Orihime
rating. t
disclaimer. Bleach (c) Kubo
Sometimes he sees him, sometimes he doesn’t. He feels his presence, sometimes he doesn’t. But he knows it’s him, still watching.
He knows he’s there.
“I know you’re worried. I know you’re still here. Somewhere.” He says one night when his presence is the strongest. Orihime is sleeping and before he leaves the bed, he makes sure her sleep is undisturbed. He tucks a random stuffed toy in her arms before he goes outside and sits on a step of the stairs leading to her apartment.
“But you know, you don’t have to worry. I know you don’t like me, but I like your sister-” He coughs a little at this. “I… Anyway, she likes me- she loves me.”
He can’t see him, which is weird- but he’s here. So Ichigo continues.
“I will look after her whether you like it or not, for as long as she needs me. I’ll give her anything she wants.”
He pauses, and this silence is serene, and makes him smile a little.
“And maybe, maybe someday…”
The presence is now very strong, but comforting. And Ichigo knows he’s slowly… slowly gaining his approval.
“I’ll ask her to grow old with me.”