It Happened Once (Or Maybe Twice)
Day 4 of IR week 2021
Rating: T
Summary:
In which Ichigo is a drunk idiot and Rukia is his long-suffering wife. If anyone asks, it's all Renji's fault.
…Or is it?
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Rukia sighs as she head-butts him on his chest lightly, squeezing him tighter in turn. "I was going to but then you looked so peaceful in your sleep. You were still snoring away when I got up. I didn't have the heart to so I decided to let you sleep in. Figured that you needed it after last night."
Ichigo quirks an eyebrow at that, surprised. "You're not mad at me?"
"No? Unless… you want me to be mad at you?"
"No!" Ichigo replies quickly, almost biting his tongue by mistake in his rush. He definitely doesn't want Rukia to be mad at him, doesn't want to be made to sleep in the guestroom when there is a queen-sized bed in the master bedroom with his wife lying in it, and he definitely doesn't want to be made to abstain from their night time activities. He would miss the snuggling too much. "It's just a little… weird."
Rukia looks up at him with her eyebrows furrowed. "What do you actually remember from last night?"
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