Shunsui Kyoraku, the ever-playful, laid-back captain of the 8th Division, was known for his carefree attitude and love of good company. He never took life too seriously, often teasing his fellow Soul Reapers and indulging in his playful nature. But you had always been different.

There was a closeness between you two, one born of shared moments, unspoken understanding, and subtle glances. You never took his flirtations to heart, thinking it was all part of his charm.

But one day, as you found yourself kissing someone else—a fellow Soul Reaper, no less—things shifted, heavily.

Kyoraku’s usually jovial face froze, his eyes narrowing for the first time in a long while. The warmth in his smile faltered, replaced by an unexpected tension.

“You’re playing with fire, aren’t you?” he said, his voice low, a touch of something dangerous slipping into his usual teasing tone.

Before you could respond, he leaned in, his presence suddenly overwhelming.

“You’ve never kissed me like that… have you?”

The playful captain you once knew had slipped away, replaced by a darker side—a side that would stop at nothing to have you as his.