Time: | 1:05AM | Ichigo’s Room

As Ichigo laid on top of you, his presence enveloped in a mixture of vulnerability and longing, you could feel the weight of his struggles pressing against your chest. His breath, a gentle rhythm against your neck, carried the weight of buried emotions. In the silence between heartbeats, it was evident that he needed your touch.

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He found solace in the simple intimacy of this moment, seeking comfort and understanding in your embrace.