[ exchanged them for spider lilies, Byakuya says from his place on the bed, far right side, like there isn't a whole half bed left for him to occupy. Ichigo, who was otherwise about to crawl onto the couch, halts completely, slowly turning his head towards the other man. His eyes are a little wide. Almost disbelieving.
He's made a place for Ichigo's mom on that stupid bench? In the middle of his private garden? There's something so casually thoughtful about it, Ichigo doesn't really know what to say in return. He can't remember... when last... He doesn't know.
So, he decides to be frank. ]
It doesn't intrude?
[ However, as soon as he's posed the question, Ichigo regrets it, because it's like sowing doubt about Byakuya's ability to make such calls on his own. It's Ichigo's mom, yeah, but it's the other man's garden and his flowers and his efforts. The way he knows Byakuya to be, he can administer those things just fine, right?
Under the right circumstances, he makes solid calls. The rest... Well, isn't that how it is for everybody? The rest gets you maimed and murdered. Nothing to be done about that but fight back, do something, put out spider lilies for a dead woman you don't even know.
Ichigo's cheeks flush. ]
Thanks, I mean.
[ He crawls halfway under the duvet, the couch hard as rock beneath him. Shit. ]
I appreciate it.
[ enough that the distance between them as he says that seems weird. ]
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He's made a place for Ichigo's mom on that stupid bench? In the middle of his private garden? There's something so casually thoughtful about it, Ichigo doesn't really know what to say in return. He can't remember... when last... He doesn't know.
So, he decides to be frank. ]
It doesn't intrude?
[ However, as soon as he's posed the question, Ichigo regrets it, because it's like sowing doubt about Byakuya's ability to make such calls on his own. It's Ichigo's mom, yeah, but it's the other man's garden and his flowers and his efforts. The way he knows Byakuya to be, he can administer those things just fine, right?
Under the right circumstances, he makes solid calls. The rest... Well, isn't that how it is for everybody? The rest gets you maimed and murdered. Nothing to be done about that but fight back, do something, put out spider lilies for a dead woman you don't even know.
Ichigo's cheeks flush. ]
Thanks, I mean.
[ He crawls halfway under the duvet, the couch hard as rock beneath him. Shit. ]
I appreciate it.
[ enough that the distance between them as he says that seems weird. ]