He wasn't willing to admit it outloud, his feelings for Ichigo. At least, not yet. It would take time, and dammit, he was going to bide his time until it felt right. It didn't get there yet. At least Ichigo seemed to feel the same way and... hey. There were beds. It was night. It was perfect. Bite him.
Which, Ichigo liked to do on occasion, but that's neither here nor there.
After a few wild rounds, they both cleaned up and crash rather quickly. Two futons close together, but not sharing blankets. Just in case Urahara caught them (even though Urahara wasn't stupid). However, Renji slept light enough to know when someone, who was as heavy as Ichigo, climbed up on him.
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Date: 2017-06-17 04:25 am (UTC)Which, Ichigo liked to do on occasion, but that's neither here nor there.
After a few wild rounds, they both cleaned up and crash rather quickly. Two futons close together, but not sharing blankets. Just in case Urahara caught them (even though Urahara wasn't stupid). However, Renji slept light enough to know when someone, who was as heavy as Ichigo, climbed up on him.
Slowly, he blinks, and looks in the dark at...
"...Oy... th'hell you doing? Go to sleep..."