[ And to thank the other man properly, have a photo, taken from somewhere above his head, his arm completely extended to get as much of him into the frame as possible. Ichigo is in a changing room at his local gym, hair still wet from his shower and his chest bare, some droplets of water still clinging to his skin. His jeans are hugging his hips and waist, framing him in from beneath. His legs are out of frame.
He's smiling, sharply. It's only a little bit of a challenge. He misses Byakuya, these days. Thinking about him all the time, as he works on the translation which is coming along okay. He wants the other man to miss as well. ]
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[ And to thank the other man properly, have a photo, taken from somewhere above his head, his arm completely extended to get as much of him into the frame as possible. Ichigo is in a changing room at his local gym, hair still wet from his shower and his chest bare, some droplets of water still clinging to his skin. His jeans are hugging his hips and waist, framing him in from beneath. His legs are out of frame.
He's smiling, sharply. It's only a little bit of a challenge. He misses Byakuya, these days. Thinking about him all the time, as he works on the translation which is coming along okay. He wants the other man to miss as well. ]