Fic; Bleach; Renji/Ichigo
Title: Papercut
Author: black_goose
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Renji/Ichigo
Word count: 389
Rating: PG-13
This is for the theme Papercut for 30wounds
"Argh!"
The yell from down the hallway caused Ichigo to glance up from his essay: the sound of thrashing movement afterwards caused him to jump up and race towards the bedroom, heart slightly faster as he pulled out his substitute shinigami badge.
He burst through the door onto a cursing Renji, who was jumping up and down, his middle finger on his right hand stuck in his mouth. He didn't stop even when Ichigo came in, merely ignoring him in favour of getting louder in his angry yells. "What the hell is wrong?" Ichigo demanded as he strode over to the taller man, stopping him from jumping about. Renji let out a few more swear words before pulling his hand from his mouth.
"Stupid book," he said, pointing to the copy of Harry Potter he had been attempting to read for the past week, and which now lay messily on the bed. "Gave me a papercut."
Ichigo stared at him for a full minute before bursting into incredulous laughter. "A papercut?" He gasped at Renji, who was steadily turning as red as his hair. "All that noise over a little papercut?"
"It hurt, okay?" Renji snapped, but Ichigo just laughed harder. He began inspecting his finger, which already looked clean of any marks, as if it life-threatening, complete with a five-year-old style pout. Ichigo thought about smiling at that but decided not to. Renji glared at him. "You can stop laughing any time, you know," he grumbled.
Ichigo was sober for a few seconds. "Papercut," he said, and started laughing again. After a few seconds he was almost helpless; he sat down heavily on the floor, tears beginning to fog his vision. Renji kneeled down beside him and kissed him hard, sucking on his bottom lips. Possibly, this was an attempt to shut him up. When he pulled away, Ichigo was gasping, though no longer from laughter.
"Forget about it," said Renji, his hand trailing downwards, "and I can make it worth your while."
That night, when Ichigo is pushed onto the bed by a hard body and a hot mouth, he remembers when Renji sweeps the book away with a careless hand. "Careful," he whispers. "You don't want to get a papercut."
Renji's retaliation makes him wonder whether it's more worth his while to not forget about it.
Author: black_goose
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Renji/Ichigo
Word count: 389
Rating: PG-13
This is for the theme Papercut for 30wounds
"Argh!"
The yell from down the hallway caused Ichigo to glance up from his essay: the sound of thrashing movement afterwards caused him to jump up and race towards the bedroom, heart slightly faster as he pulled out his substitute shinigami badge.
He burst through the door onto a cursing Renji, who was jumping up and down, his middle finger on his right hand stuck in his mouth. He didn't stop even when Ichigo came in, merely ignoring him in favour of getting louder in his angry yells. "What the hell is wrong?" Ichigo demanded as he strode over to the taller man, stopping him from jumping about. Renji let out a few more swear words before pulling his hand from his mouth.
"Stupid book," he said, pointing to the copy of Harry Potter he had been attempting to read for the past week, and which now lay messily on the bed. "Gave me a papercut."
Ichigo stared at him for a full minute before bursting into incredulous laughter. "A papercut?" He gasped at Renji, who was steadily turning as red as his hair. "All that noise over a little papercut?"
"It hurt, okay?" Renji snapped, but Ichigo just laughed harder. He began inspecting his finger, which already looked clean of any marks, as if it life-threatening, complete with a five-year-old style pout. Ichigo thought about smiling at that but decided not to. Renji glared at him. "You can stop laughing any time, you know," he grumbled.
Ichigo was sober for a few seconds. "Papercut," he said, and started laughing again. After a few seconds he was almost helpless; he sat down heavily on the floor, tears beginning to fog his vision. Renji kneeled down beside him and kissed him hard, sucking on his bottom lips. Possibly, this was an attempt to shut him up. When he pulled away, Ichigo was gasping, though no longer from laughter.
"Forget about it," said Renji, his hand trailing downwards, "and I can make it worth your while."
That night, when Ichigo is pushed onto the bed by a hard body and a hot mouth, he remembers when Renji sweeps the book away with a careless hand. "Careful," he whispers. "You don't want to get a papercut."
Renji's retaliation makes him wonder whether it's more worth his while to not forget about it.