FIC: Bleach: Like Lightning (Part 3) (Yoruichi/Soi Fong, PG)
Title: Like Lightning (Part 3: A Date After A War)
Fandom: Bleach
Pairings/Characters: Yoruichi/Soi Fong
Rating: PG
Word count: 255
Prompt: 059: Food
Author's notes: This is the angstiest fluffy ice cream date you'll ever read, seriously. It's all Soi Fong's fault.
Summary: She's never moved faster.
The Winter War is over, and Yoruichi's response is to take Soi Fong out for ice cream in the human world.
The battle was fierce, and neither of them escaped untouched. Soi Fong has a broken arm in a sling, and Yoruichi has a row of deep, mottled bruises all up her side. Still, it feels good to be in the human world, where everything is moving slower and they can take their time with things.
They walk to a store that sells ice cream, and take it to a bench outside to eat. Yoruichi is enthusiastic as she slurps up the creamy treat; Soi Fong is a bit more careful, taking hesitant licks and wrinkling her nose in irritation when the cold hits her tongue. Yoruichi snickers and nudges her with an elbow. “Just eat it, Fongy.” The old nickname rolls off her tongue easily, like nothing bad ever happened to them.
Soi Fong huffs and hands the ice cream to Yoruichi. “You take it. I don't like it.” She rolls her eyes but accepts, setting to work on the cone. They sit quietly for a moment, letting things be alright.
“Hey. Fongy.” Soi Fong opens her eyes and turns to look at Yoruichi in time to get her lips pushed open by a probing tongue. Yoruichi kisses her easily, long and slow and damp. When she pulls away, Soi Fong lips her lips and finds they taste like chocolate.
“What are you doing?” she asks. Yoruichi grins.
“Sharing.”
Fandom: Bleach
Pairings/Characters: Yoruichi/Soi Fong
Rating: PG
Word count: 255
Prompt: 059: Food
Author's notes: This is the angstiest fluffy ice cream date you'll ever read, seriously. It's all Soi Fong's fault.
Summary: She's never moved faster.
The Winter War is over, and Yoruichi's response is to take Soi Fong out for ice cream in the human world.
The battle was fierce, and neither of them escaped untouched. Soi Fong has a broken arm in a sling, and Yoruichi has a row of deep, mottled bruises all up her side. Still, it feels good to be in the human world, where everything is moving slower and they can take their time with things.
They walk to a store that sells ice cream, and take it to a bench outside to eat. Yoruichi is enthusiastic as she slurps up the creamy treat; Soi Fong is a bit more careful, taking hesitant licks and wrinkling her nose in irritation when the cold hits her tongue. Yoruichi snickers and nudges her with an elbow. “Just eat it, Fongy.” The old nickname rolls off her tongue easily, like nothing bad ever happened to them.
Soi Fong huffs and hands the ice cream to Yoruichi. “You take it. I don't like it.” She rolls her eyes but accepts, setting to work on the cone. They sit quietly for a moment, letting things be alright.
“Hey. Fongy.” Soi Fong opens her eyes and turns to look at Yoruichi in time to get her lips pushed open by a probing tongue. Yoruichi kisses her easily, long and slow and damp. When she pulls away, Soi Fong lips her lips and finds they taste like chocolate.
“What are you doing?” she asks. Yoruichi grins.
“Sharing.”