❗Small spoilers for the mention of Azashiro in the novel.❗
Requested by: @lufenianwol
Note: Requests aren't open, but will be at a later date.
It struck him as peculiar for his son to gain his bankai before ever achieving his shikai, yet he knew it wasn't impossible. After all, he knew that Azashiro achieved his bankai without ever gaining a shikai. Still, he found it rather strange at first, but he couldn't deny how unique it made his child out to be. Everyone gushed over the fact that you achieved your bankai first, and as much as you might have enjoyed the attention, you knew this would only make training and fighting a bit tougher for you.
It was more tedious than anything to have to fight without a shikai. Your bankai was always your last resort, however, Byakuya knew this and often had you train alongside him to further your capabilities. He knew better than anyone that a shinigami shouldn't depend solely on their bankai, and so he devoted his free time to helping you to at least try and gain your shikai. It wasn't easy, but these things never were, and your father wasn't the same man he used to be.
Byakuya was a lot more understanding of your situation than you thought, but he also didn't see you as any less for not having a shikai. He also didn't work you to the bone during training. He took things at your pace, and would oftentimes include Renji in the training sessions.
Now, some would call your father a bit overprotective for this, but he grew worried ever since a mission to the World of the Living ended up with you badly injured. He felt awful when you told him it was because you tried to not rely on your bankai as much, to which Byakuya told you to forget he ever said such a thing. That if you need to use it, use it without hesitation. Your life and well-being mattered more to him than restraining yourself like that.
Other shinigami have resorted to nicknaming you "the second Azashiro", but you don't care. Byakuya does, though, and such a silly thing is immediately put to a stop.
If you ever do gain your shikai, your father will sport a smile so proud that it would definitely be the talk of the barracks. However, if you never obtain a shikai, that's okay, too. Byakuya won't ever see you as weak or anything different. He could never think of such a thing with his son. If you still wish to continue training to not rely on your bankai, he'll happily do so.
His son achieved his bankai before his shikai? He's surprised. Very, very surprised, but no sweat. He knows the same thing occurred with Azashiro, especially since that man never achieved a shikai in the end. That just makes you special in his eyes. Now, Shunsui obviously knows the little complications that come with not having a shikai, as well as what can happen when a shinigami relies too much on their bankai. He'd pull a Byakuya and try to train you. Emphasis on try.
It's not that it's difficult, but he can see how bored you get training each and every day with him. As much as he knows it'll make you stronger, he can't bear to see you unhappy like this. So, instead of training you to unlock your shikai, he'll just focus on improving your basic swordsmanship skills as well as your bankai. Shikai be damned at that point.
You're the talk of the Soul Society, though. People are even comparing you to the still imprisoned Azashiro, and you don't care. Neither does your dad with his little carefree personality. Sure, you don't have a shikai like that man, but that doesn't mean you're going to be like him.
Shunsui does get a little concerned when you're on certain missions, though, but you always come back with little to no injuries. For anyone who ever doubted you and your strength, because it certainly was never your father, you prove yourself each and every time. It puts a proud smile on your old man's face. To the point where he always has to brag about you. Nanao never hears the end of it.
He knows you don't need a shikai. Honestly, not with how strong you are now. Though if you ever do get one? He'd be THE proudest dad. Might even bust out a good bottle of sake for such an occasion. Though if you never get your shikai? That's fine, too. Shunsui knows these things take time. That or your Zanpakutō is quite the stubborn one.
Either way, he won't ever see you any different than him or the other shinigami. He also won't take any slander to your name on that, either, and will always bring up the fact that it's the same as shinigami not achieving their bankai. Your old man will always have your back on this.
pt 2 of falling into their s/os boobs w byakuya, gin and rukia ? shuhei in the first part LMAO
Byakuya
His dedication to his work is his downfall
With Renji off on a mission, he must rely on another officer to assist with the paperwork. Their buxom figure a trait lost on him as long as they work hard
Diligent, Byakuya rushes through the paperwork as they hand it to him. And when he turned to receive another pile his face landed squarely in their cleavage
He is mortified. But with his typical Kuchiki cool he scoffs once with an, “apologies.”
The captain then chooses to handle all his own paperwork on his own until Renji comes back, and has a much better reason than his standard aloofness to stay in his office all day until then
Gin
If you don’t think that sly fox planned this, then you’re about as dumb as he thinks you are
Cleverly disgusted (as always) as one of his innocent gestures, Gin would try to pass you in a hall and suddenly trip on his captain’s robes before you
Falling over with a ‘oh no…’ he would have no choice but to use the ballistic safety of your bosom
Using their bounty to cushion his fall as, as a captain, he couldn’t have his face or haori marked by such a clumsy fall
He would of course play it off like a happy accident. One that is somehow your fault, which he quickly forgives
Rukia
Being a petite woman all her life, Rukia has been a little envious of other ladies with large breasts
She always plays it off as they are ridiculous, and her slender frame is a much better form for her Shinigami duties and fighting. But she is still jealous
After a particularly long day of work together, she and some of the others go out to drink. Her well-endowed friend glomped her in a big, drunken hug after one too many
Trapped between her breasts and strong arms, Rukia can only flounder red faced as she tried to get away
Maybe large breasts had their own fighting advantages after all
Something that nobody in the world knows about but you is that Byakuya Togami gets nightmares.
Most people would claim that the guy was so stoic he probably barely even dreamt. Those who knew him a little better - your fellow survivors, mostly - would tell you differently. That the things that had happened in the killing game and in Towa City had definitely affected him.
They just didn't know how much. And they never would.
He wakes with a stifled gasp, because even at his most vulnerable his brain works to try and suppress it, jerking to sit up in the stuffy blue-dark of the bedroom. His glasses, folded neatly upon his bedside table, do not lend him their sight, and so for five bleary, terrifying seconds Byakuya does not even know where he is. It's dark and too warm and he can't see or feel, and for a minute he thinks he'll roll over and see an apocalyptic city in smoking ruins, or his fellow survivors dead with no warning. His breath comes through a pinhole in his tight, panicked throat - and then there's the soft brush of warm skin over his arm.
He stutters, blinks, looks down. Fingers curl loosely over his wrist, which is trembling, he notes unhappily. But finally, as his eyes move up to your face, Byakuya finds that he can breathe a little easier.
Your eyes blink open groggily, and you push yourself to sit. "You woke me," you murmur, keeping your distance. You want to put an arm on his shoulders or card your fingers through his hair, but you know him well enough by now to know that Byakuya values his space when vulnerable. He's like a skittish animal in that regard; you're surprised he hasn't gotten out of bed already.
Byakuya swallows dryly, and says nothing in return. He wants to apologise, but he knows you're not expecting him to. Your sleep-softened statement had been a query in disguise; are you okay?
He can feel the dull tap of your pulse upon his wrist - slow and steady, in sharp contrast to his jackrabbiting one. For a good few minutes, he sits rigidly, letting your breaths wash over him, feeling the warmth from your skin seep across the gap between the two of you and warm him in turn.
You're so full of life, it almost overwhelms him at times.
"Lie down," he asks of you, and oh, aren't you both speaking in tongues now? His command is a plea in disguise, wrapped in trembling vulnerability that he prays you will be kind enough not to unpack.
You shift back onto your back; Byakuya can only glimpse your expression in the semidarkness, but he can see the glint of your eyes shining back up at him, wide and attentive. He lies back down beside you - and then, before he can stop to question himself, shifts so that his head nudges beneath your chin.
He feels your stomach flex at your hitch of surprised breath, and tenses himself to push off of you. It was a stupid idea - he doesn't need to be held, he's not a baby, he's perfectly fine keeping himself to himself, thank you, and he certainly doesnt--
Your arm winds around his waist, pulling him closer, scrunching the worn cotton of his sleep-shirt. Byakuya freezes. Oh.
Your lips upon the crown of his head, pushing through tousled hair. And for as much as Byakuya hates unnecessary mess, he finds himself curling into it, arranging himself so that his ear pushes right against your heartbeat. He pictures the organ beneath your flesh, twitching with life against your sturdy ribcage, and it helps him breathe. He sinks into your embrace, your warmth, your life.
He doesn't say thank you, because he knows you don't expect that. He shows his gratefulness by letting his eyes shut and the tension in his shoulders unwind, and he thinks you know, because you kiss his forehead once more before you lean back and sleep.
As a D&D nerd I must request 🧚🏻♀️ fantasy 🎠 royalty with Byakuya. Please and thank you! Also welcome back, I do love your Byakuya hc’s
I was actually so excited to write this, haha. It gave me such a flash of inspiration! Thanks for the warm welcome, and I hope you enjoy!
-Mod Celeste
2o0+ Followers Event: Byakuya in a Royal + Fantasy AU
-So initially, I thought he'd make a good high elf prince or something.
-But then, for some reason my mind said: Demon prince.
-For whatever reason, he strikes me as the type who would make deals with humans-- in exchange for their souls, like a Supernatural-esque crossroads demon.
-Even with his high-ranking status, he gets enjoyment from toying with foolish mortals. Something about karma or consequences...
-Not that he'd be unfair or anything. Byakuya would spell out all of the intricacies of the contract and what it would mean when it's over. All in a very cool, aloof manner.
-He dislikes most humans. The majority of the ones he's interacted with are full of greed, malice and other malevolent natures.
-To him, these deals were not callous, but a means to show their inevitable damnation-- regardless of their wishes, they'd probably go to hell anyway. He was just hedging his bets.
-That's why, if you summoned him to wish for a selfless act... he simply wouldn't understand.
-"You do understand the terms, correct? Whatever you desire is yours, until the end of your life. But once that has run it's course, your soul will be in my possession-- why would you possibly wish on behalf of another?"
-Byakuya frequently checks in on his clients. When he comes to see you, every couple years, life is relatively unchanged, save your one wish.
-You came from a small, rural village outside of the kingdom. Your little brother had gotten a terrible disease that no healer in all of the realm could cure... it was hopeless, until the miracle arrived. People claimed it was a blessing from their God.
-"If only they knew the real truth," Byakuya thinks to himself often. Though, he was on par with that-- fate could bend at his will, and most of hell feared him.
-Grateful as you were, Byakuya had a very hard time understanding that. "You could have done anything at all with your soul. Love, riches, conquest... and instead you chose the wellbeing of someone else. Does it bring you joy? Some kind of satisfaction? Surely, you don't benefit from it other than sparing the heartbreak."
-You often reminded him that sometimes people don't do for themselves, out of love. Why wish for more when you have everything you want already?
-He would watch the years go by. You lived your humble life, proudly watching your brother grow up to see a life he almost didn't get. The kingdom slowly but surely improved the village, and things continued on.
-On some visits, he'd come simply to hear you out. "What is it that makes you happy in this life? I've given men lavish surroundings and countless honors, and watch them suffer greatly even still. What makes you so different?"
-Your answers were always the same. The joy of loving those dear to you, of appreciating every moment and miracle you get, big or small.
-You fascinated him. Maybe humans weren't as horrible as he once thought?
-Time marches forward, ever so slightly. You grow, and age, and wither away. Usually Byakuya is unfazed by this-- he knows when his contracts are due, after all. But he had to admit, there was something bittersweet about your case.
One day, in your old age, he appeared to you. Byakuya had never startled you: his appearance was never monstrous, or cruel-- just calculating, and otherworldly. You welcomed him. For once, you saw a bit of... hesitation, in his eyes.
-"I know what I do is far from saintly. In fact, it's been the ruin of many men. They're consumed by their desire of something so unimportant in our vast universe. In the end... well, many of them see the error of their ways. Do you... do you, by chance, regret your choice?"
-Gently, and without faltering, you express that you do not. Byakuya smiles-- a genuine, surprised smile, and laughs.
-"Ah, I think I finally understand you. After all these years, I see I'm the one in need of guidance."
-When your time finally comes, and the deal is up, Byakuya is there to greet you. There's a sadness in his eyes. Most of his clients fear this moment, but not you. He almost doesn't want to take you away.
-He takes your hand, takes you away into a place you'd never expect to see. He clears his throat, ready to explain himself.
-"Under most circumstances, a deal is final, and contracts are not to be changed. But you... you have shown me a kindness, a love that deserves to exist without damnation. Consider yours as "on the house", if you will. In exchange, I ask that you... perhaps, stay with me, in the afterlife. You may negotiate to your liking, should you choose."
-And so, you stay by his side. He was not as cold a ruler as he once was, having seen the virtue of humankind. Byakuya ended his deal-making escapades, opting to answer an occasional need for a miracle instead.
-If heaven considered that a sin, it was a sin well-earned in his eyes.
as unbelievable as it sounds, the prestegious byakuya togami, the man who makes more then you could ever imagine, and who always had a snarky, stuck up attitude was a virgin who has never even had any remotely sexual encounters.
oh boy, were you going to abuse that now.
you originally weren’t going to do anything about it, after all he was makotos friend, but he made you snap. you were having a rough day, bad school day and someone made fun of your abilities, calling your talents useless and worthless. when you were telling makoto, he consoled you, but byakuya only spurred you on further
it was all a blur before you had to be held back from him as mondo, sonia and makoto all had to pull you back from attacking the stupidly pretty blond. your face was red with anger, and you looked feral. the veins in your neck and arms bulged, and it seemed like your body was breaming with power from all the stored up rage. you ended up popping a few of the buttons on your shirt when you were being held back, and togami saw down your shirt and saw your sculpted body. he didn’t know how to react when he saw you snarl like a feral animal, but after he was done silently marvelling at how hot you were, he began to name call you again, antagonizing you again.
the same thing happened, but this time mondo couldn’t hold you back in time to prevent you from making contact. togamis eyes widened as he felt your heated body slam his suit against the wall, so much force and power in your touch it burned, and knocked the glasses off his face. he could only watch as your strong and large hands got dangerously close to his neck, before you whispered faint threats, before getting dragged away by mondo. you were out of control.
togami was studying later that day, in the corner of the library when you showed up. your eyes were stalking around the room, obviously looking for someone. he shrinked back in his seat, not wanting you tto find him. he wasn’t so sure you were someone to bully now, but once your eyes landed on him, he watched as you took long strides to meet him. not many students were here in this hour, and that made what you were planning to do easier.
once you asked him why he was hiding from you, he did the obvious thing and declined trying to hide from you, but you knew better.
“i wanna play a game with you, see if your money is where your mouth is. do it, ‘kay?” byakuya couldn’t help but nod, it was the same commanding voice as before and he was starting to squirm.
so that was how it started, he thought.
he remembers the first time he was forced on your cock, and since then, there would always be inconspicuous stains on the inside of his suit or pants. who would’ve thought that he would be such a secret cock whore? he just didn’t know it yet, but you showed him, and now he worships the ground you walk on.
before school he walked to the washroom, needing to piss, he thought that you weren’t here yet, and he wanted to get prepped for whatever came after, or even during classes. so he carelessly walked into the washrooms, as you quietly stalked behind him. before he could mention it, his hand was grabbed and he was forced into a stall. his body seemed so much weaker compared to you.
you told him to say your safeword, to remember it before you went on him, pushing his body against the stall while you worked down his body. you pulled down his pants, and looking at the marked ass that was begging to be squeezed. so you did, watching as he let out a pained moan from his already bruised ass, he seemed so pliant for you now, you loved it. you broke this frustrating man, and now you get to reap the rewards of doing so.
the air seemed so warm from all of the heated panting he has been doing. you pushed your hand against his back, and forced his face and chest against the cold material of the bathroom wall. you were rewarded with a very slutty moan, this man was a whore! you grabbed two fingers from your other hand and shoved them right into his dripping mouth, feeling as his tongue slobbered all over your fingers. he just didn’t know it, and he was very grateful for you to show him that his calling was to be a cock whore for you.
you pulled your dripping fingers out of his mouth and wiped the excess drool on his cheeks. it wasn’t like that was the first time you put fluids on his face, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last either. you grabbed his tuxedo pants and hastily removed them, accidentally letting a small tear in them. thats when another small moan was let out, this whore had a clothes ripping kink. you felt power in your hands, he would be so happy to have his clothes torn to threads, but imagine the scandal that would be all over the news, seeing such a prestegious heir being found naked, filthy, mind broken and creamed. you would surely abuse this another day.
you shoved the two fingers in him roughly, enjoying that he was still tight, but slightly looser from all your sessions. it made shoving your large cock inside him that much easier. you played with the rim, before roughly the fingers in and out of him, watching as he clenched around you and moaned into the door, trying to keep his moans inside of him.
you didn’t like that he was trying to keep his moans in, so you pulled your hand off of his back and onto those pretty blonde locks of his, before tugging.
“what are you baby?”
“a whore! a whore f’you!”
“who am i baby?”
“daddy! f’me daddy!”
“good job, useless slut.”
did he always seem this small compared to you? why were you ever scared of him when you should’ve been fucking him long ago?
byakuya let out a moan as you suddenly pulled out your fingers, his spit dripping from his hole. suddenly, a large, hard and hot appendage was on his back, between his bruised ass cheeks. he could feel something slick being wiped on the tip of your cock, and was equally as excited to be fucked. there was a small puddle of saliva and precum on the bathroom floor, along with his discard and ripped clothes.
you teased his hole by taking the head of your cock and pushing it against his rim, before suddenly pushing the whole thing into him. togami let out a pained squeal, tightening around you before his hands were reaching towards you, a silent plea to go faster.
who were you to disobey your pet? gotta lead him on to being a good little whore for you. you grabbed his arms and moved back before pulling his arms back and thrusting into his tight, slim body. if you were to look sideways, you could see his slim tummy bulging.
moans were pouring out of him, someone was bound to come in, so you had to hurry. you grabbed his throat and tightened, before your other hand grabbed his nipples, your fingernails scraping against the pinkish brown buds, before you tweaked and rubbed them.
togamis moans were getting louder, before a stained orgasmic moan flew out of his lips, before he fell limp in your hold. you released him, and saw a few small ropes off cum on his clothes and the floor. you grabbed his waist and continued to plow him, telling him that he should abandon his title for being your cockwhore. you teased him for being a useless cocksleeve, to which he flusteredly denied. every time you would degrade him, he would tighten around you. he would let out tired moans if you rubbed his sensitive nipples. after a few more forceful thrusts, seeing him so tired around your cock made you cum.
togami let out another tired whimper when he felt a warm fluid filling him up, it felt like you were pouring magma into him! he begged you to pull out, to which you did, but now he felt his back being painted white. by the end of it, each stripe of your cum made his back warm, and you slowly massaged the cum into his back before helping him dress up, and letting him mark you, and kiss you. you sent him a smack on the ass and then sent him on his way to your morning class, watching as he lightly limped.
i would also like to ask for S with Byakkun please miss donna!
Anything for you, dearest! ☺️
S - Sleepy sex (do they give oral to wake their partner up? do they like receiving oral to wake up? do they like fucking their partner awake? being fucked awake? how about being fucked to sleep at night? do they have lazy morning sex?)
Byakuya enjoys being gently woken by your lips wrapped around his morning wood. It’s not often you rise before he does but on these rare occasions, he is more than happy to lay back and sleepily moan at the tightness building in his balls. Stretched out like a king, his queen between his thighs and he pets your hair to praise your work.
Somno isn’t big on his agenda though he might be tempted to toy with you a little if he senses your dreams are lewd. A hand slipping beneath your pj shorts and cupping your sex whilst he wakes you with a murmured good morning in your ear.
Lazy morning sex is a given but often reserved for the weekend when he has the time to indulge in it. Nothing better than making you all dirty first thing in the morning, coyly smiling at the winces you give throughout the day at your poor abused muscles.
hi :D can you byakuya x ftm reader (who uses he him pronouns) and byakuya notices that the reader has just been very quiet all day and- classic dysphoria shirt pull etc 🥲
if you fetishize mlm relationships/trans men, get the fuck out of here!
synopsis ; reader has dysphoria and byakuya helps him out
warnings ; ftm!reader (he/him), good boy petname usage; 1, dysphoria comfort, chest dysphoria (ftm), fluffy, the song i put is about a hetero couple but it's a good song and has good tunes, not my best work but im back
note ; damn i doubt you're still active but here is the very late request anyways!!
words ; 0.6k +
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byakuya let out a small, relaxed sigh as he sat next to your spot in bed, opening up his very interesting book about finances.
the first thing byakuya noticed was that your head hadn't dropped on his lap like it usually did when he sat close by you, and it totally threw him off. it almost felt as if his day was ruined.
almost.
he wasn't a child, it's not like... he looked forward to this moment every single day... as if it was his only real source of motivation...
you fiddled with your hands, eyebrows furrowed in discomfort as you pulled your knees up against your chest in an attempt to soothe the dysphoria, staying silent in self-destructive thoughts.
you seemed to have spaced out because in the silence of 9:45 pm that is often filled with thoughtful conversation, this time it had been filled with scary thoughts.
it wasn't like you weren't aware that you were being quiet, it's just that you were afraid of what you were going to say, so why risk it? byakuya probably had a bad day at work anyway, and what if it makes him uncomfortable if you talk about your dysphoria?
no, he isn't like that.
so many 'what if's, this time you really did space out on accident.
... and byakuya's patience had run out like a broken egg timer.
a loud, overdramatic huff and the sound of byakuya's book dropping onto the nightstand loudly snapped you out of your thoughts. you turned to look at him, slightly confused. "byakuy-?"
"alright, enough with the silent brooding. spit it out." Byakuya crossed his arms and sat himself up against the bedpost, his attention on you. his face had, 'tell me what's going on, so we can cuddle.' written all over it.
"huh?" you acted clueless, a tiny smile on your face as you didn't move an inch from your spot that offered you some comfort. you were stiff, from the confrontation and from your terrible posture.
"you-" he hesitated. wow, he hesitated? "you haven't... i mean- you didn't- god, don't make me say it." byakuya frowned, frustrated to his dismay.
he ruffled his routinely put-together hair with his bony fingers, and decided, he wouldn't say anything, but he would act. "can you just-" he yanked on your elbow and unravelled your stiff sitting position. "oh-"
"are you... alright? you've been quiet; you didn't even greet me like you typically did when i came home an hour ago." byakuya frowned.
"oh... sorry, i wasn't feeling up to it." you smiled softly, bringing your hand up to his face to hold. he sighed and closed his eyes; it truly wasn't fair how you could dissolve any of his leftover pettiness in a single beat.
running his hand against your back and feeling the tension, he couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows at you, acknowledging the elephant in the room. "is it your... dysphoria again?"
you nodded, suddenly sensing a golf ball in your throat.
he didn't say anything, just bringing you closer and tighter, as he often did when you felt like this. "how do you want me to help?" he asked firmly, tucking your head under his chin.
"... this is fine, i like this, continue this." you muttered quickly, burying your head in the crook of his chest, frowning as your brain did the most unfortunate; and compared it to your own.
byakuya mumbled your name in your hair. "i know that, your thoughts can sometimes be cruel, but no matter what; you're still my boy... mine." he added, eyes shutting closed as he relaxed himself against the pillows.
you smiled gently, he's always the easiest to talk to when he's tired.
"but." byakuya arose once again. you spoke too soon.
you're not getting off that easily; you still owe me. for this evening, in case you forgot." he tilted his head down to look at you as he spoke.
you laughed, taking his hand a laying a gentle kiss on it playfully, "there. did that make it better?" you grinned at him.
"hm, it seems chivalry isn't dead after all." byakuya chuckled lowly, kissing your forehead. "such... a good boy."
(i couldn't decide whether to ask for byakuya, kisuke, or ichigo cause i love em all lmao)
(Don't worry I understand you i love them all too but the 1st place will always be Byakuya in my opinion ofc :D)
Byakuya kuchiki fluff headcanon
When you are sick:
As we all know byakuya is a really busy man and he really cares about his reputation but when renji mentioned that you didn't look very well byakuya litterly just left his work to go search you (renji saw you as he had to bring some paperwork to byakuya)
When he finally found you sitting under a cherry tree he got closer to you but you kinda were asleep you knew somone was there but you couldn't really open your eyes,byakuya put his hand to your forehead checking if you have fever and yes you did
He took you home straight away and carried you like a princess only then you realized it was byakuya when you guys got home he called all the maids he had to take care of you and the chef had to make a soup for you after that he would leave again cause remember he is a busy man
Even though he left to work he would always think about you he is also very scared since his first wife Hisanna died even if it's only flu he would be scared to lose somone special once again
Byakuya would do his work even faster then normally even renji was surprised he could do work so much faster after the work he would come as fast as possible home to check on you
When he is home he would probably stay in your room waiting for you to wake up even if it's hours and when you finally wake up: "byakuya? Since when are you here?" "Just rest i just got here do you feel better?"
After a week of this drama you were finally healthy and decided to go on a walk since you weren't allowed to go outside (only to go to the toilet) byakuya who just got home saw you walking out of your room going for a walk "feeling better huh?" He would say standing behind you "o-oh byakuya your home early.. don't worry I am fine it was just a flu"
Pff this man couldn't care less if you say "just a flu" he would still look after you even if you are healthy again he would let you out again and the maids are less but still he would ask renji to spy on you sometimes not always but sometimes (don't take it bad he just to scared that something could happen he knows that your strong mentally and physically but still he would do it just to check)
In the end after 2 weeks of this and many MANY MANY talking he finally stopped beginning so overprotective and let you do what you want to do
You both love each other very much and even he doesn't show much emotions you still know it and appreciate everything he says or does and so does he :) <3
I hope you like this one :D if you want something else just ask and i will do it :3
