You opened the door when you heard knocks and immediately knew who it was. Standing in front of your doorstep was your ex-boyfriend; Ichigo looking like a beat up wet dog from the rain and fighting hollows.

He’d broken up with you because he feared that him being a soul reaper would put you in danger. It’s not like he wanted to break up with you, he just couldn’t risk losing you.

He leans against the door frame breathing heavily, his hand placed over the wound on the side of his waist. It was a routine at this point of him coming over and you patching him up. “Mind letting me in? So you can patch me up, please?” He pleads, looking up at you in his pathetic state.