[ Looping his arms around a neck, he used the leverage to get a leg over a hip, trembling in a way he would never have dreamed of doing elsewhere or for anyone other than the hollow. He would have felt oddly debased ... as it was, he had never had a very high opinion of himself and believed those of his nakama, whom he may have considered in a vaguely attractive light, deserved much better than to deal with this; with Ichigo's needs. They dealt with so much already.
But, Shiro could handle every twisted corner of Ichigo's mind, couldn't he? Somehow, that made this alright, and what's more; the hollow had even started displaying something akin to affection recently. Ichigo may not be that traditional of a guy, but whether he admitted to it, or not, deep down he was a romantic at heart. It felt really nice to be held, too. Held, and touched, and the musky warmth of the hollow filling his nose was all becoming a very comforting combination for Ichigo. Warm, and content, Ichigo stayed where he was, but mumbled into Shiro's throat; ]
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Date: 2011-06-07 06:36 am (UTC)But, Shiro could handle every twisted corner of Ichigo's mind, couldn't he? Somehow, that made this alright, and what's more; the hollow had even started displaying something akin to affection recently. Ichigo may not be that traditional of a guy, but whether he admitted to it, or not, deep down he was a romantic at heart.
It felt really nice to be held, too. Held, and touched, and the musky warmth of the hollow filling his nose was all becoming a very comforting combination for Ichigo. Warm, and content, Ichigo stayed where he was, but mumbled into Shiro's throat; ]
...I don't want you to hide, anymore.