When Isshin finally calmed down, with the help of Ichigo dragging him off Grimmjow, he managed to start the car and drive them home. By the time they got back, it was getting dark and Ichigo shivered when he stepped out the car, rubbing his arms as he waited for Grimmjow to get out and smiled at him.
"Sorry about dad, he's a bit of a nut-case."
"Yeah, I figured that out on my own." Grimmjow noticed Ichigo was shivering and sighed, pulling him to his body and wrapped his arms around him. "Cold?"
"Mmm." Ichigo smiled into his chest before looking up at him. "Let's get your stuff and go inside yeah?"
"Yeah." Grimmjow let go of him so he could open the boot and grab his things. Following Ichigo inside, they took his stuff up to his room and Ichigo sighed, turning to look at him. "What?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking it's gunna be a pain for you to have your stuff up here, yet be sleeping downstairs." Ichigo frowned in thought. "I'm gunna have to work on dad, after all, you've already slept with me once."
"Actually, I think you'll find I've slept with you several times."
Ichigo snorted and rolled his eyes. "You know what I meant."
Grimmjow just smirked and pulled him closer. "Your dad will come around eventually. He just wants to make sure I'm not taking advantage of you."
"Yeah, besides, we're not gunna be having sex for a while are we?"
He grinned and Grimmjow when he groaned. "C'mon Ichigo, don't do this to me. I won't let you top and you know it."
"Because I've never bottomed and never will. So don't try to make me, that'll just make things worse." He caught Ichigo's hands and kissed the top of one. "Just let it drop yeah?"
"Fine." Ichigo lent forward and kissed him. "You know, whatever the problem is, you can always tell me. Even if its just your pride getting in the way."
He grinned and stepped back to sit on the bed, holding out a hand for Grimmjow to take and join him. "You can trust me."
"I know." Grimmjow sat down next to him and sighed, looking down at his hands. "It's just, sex is something I can control you know? Well, to an extent I guess. I've never really had much control over anything else."
Ichigo's expression softened and he gently touched his arm. "Grimm..."
"I mean, I could never stop my parents leaving, I couldn't make them accept who I am. I can't stop them hating you, hating us." He paused and sighed deeply before looking at Ichigo. "Guess I don't have much control over anything do I?"
Ichigo shook his head and moved to sit in his lap before grabbing his hand pressing it to his chest. "You control my heart."
"I meant it, you can either keep it safe, or you can break it. That's up to you." Ichigo smiled softly and pressed his head to Grimmjow's neck. "You can control some things, it depends on how you treat them, that's what matters."
"Hey." He lifted Ichigo's head and lent forward to kiss him. "Thank you."
"Any time." Ichigo kissed him again, threading his fingers in Grimmjow's hair and tugged gently. "Fuck Grimm..."
"If we were alone right now I swear to god you wouldn't be wearing clothes right now."
Grimmjow snorted. "Come on, we've already had sex once today, and I got you off soon after. You can't seriously tell me you want to go again?"
"Hey, I'm a seventeen year old teenager at his sexual peak right now. And you aren't helping matters." Ichigo grinned and kissed him again. "You're too damn sexy for your own good."
"Coming from you?" Grimmjow ran his hands down Ichigo's hips and sighed. "Even when we were fighting, I could still appreciate how attractive you were. It used to piss me off so badly."
"Because I thought I couldn't have you." He shook his head and smiled wryly. "I even hated thinking of you like that, hated feeling that attraction."
"All it took was that one mistake." Ichigo murmured, resting his head on Grimmjow's shoulder. "Can you imagine what would have happened if I didn't kiss you?"
"We'd still be fighting and bitching about each other?"
"Probably." Ichigo smiled before sighing. "I'm glad I kissed you, even if I consider it a mistake."
"You still do?"
"Yeah. But a good mistake."
"Huh, I suppose it was." Grimmjow frowned thoughtfully before laughing. "Can you imagine if someone told you at the beginning of the year, we would be together in a few months, and I would be moving in with you?"
"I would've told them to stop smoking weed." Ichigo laughed, looking at Grimmjow again. "But hey, they would've been right. I don't know why, but we somehow work and I'm glad we do."
"Me too Ichi." They kissed again, Ichigo slowly rocking his hips into Grimmjow's, who pulled away with a groan. "C'mon Ichigo, don't make this hard on me. You know we can't have sex now."
"You're no fun." Ichigo pouted and playfully bit Grimmjow's lip before standing up and smoothing his shirt down. "C'mon then, let's go downstairs before dad thinks we really are having sex and comes to investigate."
"That sounds like a plan." He stood up and followed Ichigo downstairs, nodded at Isshin as they past him on the stairs and grinned at Ichigo. "Guess you were right huh?"
"Yup. He's serious about keeping an eye on us. Don't expect any privacy." Ichigo chuckled when Grimmjow sighed and grabbed his arm to pulling him over to the sofa and sat down with a groan. "Better get used to it Grimm."
"Great." Grimmjow sat down next to him, throwing an arm around his shoulders. "I can't wait until the next time I'm alone then."
Ichigo curled up against his side and smiled softly, running his fingers over Grimmjow's stomach. "Well you'll be waiting a while."
"I'm so glad you talked me into staying here."
"I am too."
"I was being sarcastic."
Ichigo rolled his eyes before sitting up to kiss him quickly and smile. "I know, but I wasn't."
For what was left of the day, Ichigo was grateful nothing eventful happened. They ate dinner quietly, Yuzu going all out to impress Grimmjow, who seemed to enjoy the food before he helped her clean up, insisting it was all he could do to say thank you.
He sat down next to Ichigo with a groan when he finished, giving Ichigo a satisfied smiled. "Your sister's a good cook."
"She was trying to impress you. I'd say she did a good job by the look on your face. Never eat much homemade cooking?"
"Nah. Unless I cooked it myself and I can't cook."
"Lucky for you then that Yuzu can." Ichigo sat up to kiss him softly. "You should get used to it, she's gunna spoil you rotten with food. But promise me one thing."
"Don't get fat."
"What?" He looked at Ichigo in amusement. "So if I got fat, would you dump me?"
"Well, nice to know why you're with me then."
Ichigo laughed lightly, nuzzling Grimmjow's neck. "You know I love you. I won't mind if you do put on a bit of weight."
"Well then, watch out because I might just do that." He grinned when Ichigo rolled his eyes and settled down next to him again. "As long as you don't get fat."
"You do, I do."
"Ok fine, how about we don't change then?"
"Yeah, I like you the way you are." Grimmjow lifted Ichigo's head, leaning down to kiss him. "Don't go changing on me too soon."
"Promise, as long as you don't either."
"Good." Ichigo sat up and stretched. "I'm gunna go shower, you ok down here?"
"Sure, I'll go in after you."
"M'kay." Ichigo kissed him again before leaving to go upstairs to shower, calling down the stairs to Grimmjow when he was done before returning to him room to change. He was laying on his bed, idly reading a book when Grimmjow came in. "Hey."
"Hey. Where's my clothes?" Grimmjow looked around the room and frowned when he couldn't find his bag.
"In the wardrobe." Ichigo pointed at his, flicking the page without glancing at Grimmjow as he opened it to find his clothes and changed.
"You put my clothes away?"
"I couldn't move in my room, your stuff was everywhere. So I tidied up a bit, you can move things around if you want to."
"Nah, this is ok I suppose. But you're gunna have to tell me where all my things are."
Ichigo sighed and sat up, rolling his eyes at Grimmjow before getting up to show him where he'd put everything. "Ok?" He asked, after giving him the grand tour of his small room. "Got it?"
"Yeah, I think so." Grimmjow smirked at him and hooked an arm around his waist to pull him to his body. "You're pretty good at this huh."
"Good at what?"
"Making space, doing things for me."
Ichigo frowned and looked up at him worriedly. "You're not mad are you?"
"No, of course not. I'm just not used to someone caring." He sighed and shook his head. "It's strange, I feel kinda useless."
Ichigo hummed lightly, standing on his tiptoes to kiss Grimmjow. "Trust me, you're anything but useless."
"No problems." Kissing him again, Ichigo stepped away to grab his book and mark his page before grinning at Grimmjow and grabbing his hand. "C'mon, let's go set up your bed."
"Oh great, can't wait for this."
Ichigo woke up with a start and sat bolt upright, staring into the darkness for a moment. He sighed deeply and rubbed his arms, reaching out blindly to find his phone and flinched when the bright light hit his face. Squinting at the object, he groaned and threw it across the room when he read it was half two in the morning.
Rubbing the back of his head, he laid down and rolled over on his side, sighing heavily. After being with Grimmjow for so long, it felt strange to be alone and he felt a pang in his chest.
Ichigo kicked the covers off and slowly stood up, making his way slowly across the room before padding downstairs. He heading for the living room and found the edge of the sofa, smiling when he could hear Grimmjow snoring softly.
Finding the edge of the quilt, he crawled under and pressed himself to Grimmjow's body, smiling into his chest when he wrapped an arm around him. He sighed and closed his eyes, finally feeling comfortable and fell asleep quickly.
Grimmjow frowned when he slowly woke up and turned his head, his eyes slowly opening to widen in shock when he saw Ichigo curled up against, fast asleep. He touched his cheek, smiling when Ichigo sighed and rubbed his cheek against his fingertips.
"Mmm..." Ichigo responded to his name, reaching out to run his hand down Grimmjow's arm and sighed again. "Grimmjow?"
Ichigo's eyes flickered open and he focused on Grimmjow, smiling lopsidedly. "Hey."
"Hey yourself. When did you come down?"
"What time is it?"
Grimmjow frowned and looked at his watch. "About eight."
"Then five and a half hours." He raised an eyebrow and Ichigo blushed before groaning and hiding his face. "Don't. I woke up and wanted to see you so I came down. As much I hate to admit it, the sofa's quite comfortable."
"Want to swap then?"
"Hell no. It's only comfortable because you're here."
"Oh really." Grimmjow lent down and kissed the back of his neck. "You're quite comfortable too by the way." He whispered, smirking when Ichigo shivered and groaned into the pillow.
"Love you to Ichi." Kissing his neck again, Grimmjow stood up and stretched, snorting when he caught Ichigo peeking at him through the covers. "Like what you see?"
"Yeah. Shame I can't have I though." Ichigo sat up and pressed his hand to Grimmjow's stomach and grinned at him. "Perks of moving in."
"Hey, if I wake up to you every morning, I'm happy."
Ichigo blushed and stood up, trailing his hand up to rest on Grimmjow's chest. "Shut up Grimmjow." He whispered, leaning forward and kissing him. "I love you."
"Love you too Ichi."