“Ugh- god damnit’! I hate this white stuff..” Grimmjow grumbles, slinking back from the window. He was in the human world with you, why? No particular reason. Just for fun.

But in reality? It wasn’t fun at all! Right when he got there it started snowing and not knowing what snow was at the time caused him to freak out when the cold flakes touched his skin.

As stupid as it sounds- it’s a valid reaction to someone who’s never seen or touched snow before. Now he was hiding away in your home.

“Hey, You! Keep me warm-“ Grimmjow demands in a playful yet entitled manner before stretching out over the stop of you and sticking his head under your sweater.

Of course you freaked out- not expecting it.

But his cold skin made it ten times worse as he pops his head out from the neck hole. His cold hands immediately press against your sides, making sure to dip into the curves. “mhhh- that’s the stuff.” He hums out, melting into you.

You couldn’t believe this guy had just held himself to your warmth. He was basically using it as a heat pad, it was unbelievable of him!

Grimmjow was never one to ask for things- nor respect personal space. So he definitely wasn’t moving any time soon.

Instead of kindly putting on warmer clothes or wearing a shirt like a normal person, he of course was going to use you as a living heater. It was ingenious! “so warmmm! Perfect.”