𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 ♥︎ I. Kurosaki

❝distracted by what exactly?❞

ichigo helps you study for a final, but you cant seem to focus 

ʚ cont: fluff

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The afternoon sun filtered through your window, casting a warm, golden glow across the room. It was the perfect time to study for your final exam—at least, it should have been. But with Ichigo sitting next to you, flipping through notes and highlighting key points, your mind was anything but focused on the textbook spread before you.

He was sitting so close, his knee brushing against yours every now and then, and you couldn't help but admire how effortlessly he worked through the material. His brow furrowed in concentration, his hand gripping the pen with ease, and... wow, that bicep. Your eyes kept wandering back to it, completely ignoring the notes he was showing you. How could a guy be so effortlessly attractive while doing something as mundane as studying?

You blinked, realizing you hadn't heard a single word he'd said in the last minute. Your focus had completely drifted again, and now your gaze was fixed on his arm. It was so close, flexing slightly as he wrote something down, and before you knew it, you were lost in your thoughts. Again.

"Y/N, are you even listening?" Ichigo's voice cut through the fog of your daydream, and you quickly snapped your head up, eyes wide and a bit startled.

"Y-yeah! Of course," you stammered, trying to sound convincing as your cheeks flushed a light pink.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. "Uh-huh. Right," he said, his tone laced with light sarcasm as he leaned back in his chair. "You've been staring at my arm for like... the last ten minutes."

Your heart skipped a beat, and you sat up straighter, flustered and scrambling to explain yourself. "What? No! I wasn't... I wasn't staring, I was just... uh... thinking. Yeah! Just thinking about the notes!" Your words came out in a rush, clearly not fooling anyone, least of all Ichigo.

A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he leaned in a little closer, tilting his head. "Thinking, huh? About what? Because it looked more like you were having a staring contest with my arm."

Your face grew even warmer as you tried to hide your embarrassment, waving your hand dismissively. "No, I-I wasn't! I was just... distracted for a second, that's all."

But Ichigo wasn't letting it go, and that teasing glint in his eyes only made your heart race faster. "Distracted by what exactly?" he asked, a smirk now fully forming on his lips.

You sputtered, caught completely off guard. "Huh? I mean—I don't know!" you finally admitted, burying your face in your hands, completely mortified. "It's just—you're so close and... it's hard to focus, okay?"

There was a moment of silence before you heard a low chuckle from Ichigo. You peeked through your fingers to see him smiling, genuinely amused by how flustered you'd gotten.

"You're unbelievable," he said softly, his tone affectionate, clearly enjoying this moment. He reached out, gently tugging your hands away from your face so he could look at you. "I mean, if you wanted to say something, you could've just said it. No need to feel shy."

You bit your lip, feeling both embarrassed and endeared by his teasing. "I didn't mean to... it just happened," you muttered, still trying to hide your face.

Ichigo shook his head, his smirk turning into a warm smile as he leaned in, his voice soft and playful. "You're cute when you get all flustered, you know that?"

Your heart did a little flip, and you couldn't help but laugh nervously, finally meeting his gaze. "Stop teasing me," you muttered, though your smile gave you away.

"Can't help it," he said, his tone light and filled with affection as he pecked your lips. "Besides, it's kinda nice knowing I can distract you, too." His eyes sparkled with that usual stupid charm that always made your heart flutter.

You couldn't help but giggle, the nervous tension slowly melting away as the two of you shared the moment. It felt so easy, so comfortable being with him like this, even if you were the one getting teased. The warmth of the room seemed to wrap around both of you, the golden light making everything feel soft and cozy.

"Okay, okay," you finally said, still smiling, your laughter subsiding into a quiet chuckle. "I'll focus. I promise."

Ichigo gave you a playful, skeptical look. "You sure about that?"

You grinned, shrugging. "No guarantees."

He laughed, the sound filling the room and making your heart swell with happiness. "Alright, let's try this again. But just so you know, if you keep getting distracted by me, we're never gonna get through these notes."

You couldn't help but laugh along with him, feeling the warmth of his teasing yet caring presence settle over you both. 

As the laughter between you two faded into soft giggles, the atmosphere in your room felt light and full of love, the kind that made everything—even studying—feel a little less daunting and a lot more fun, especially with him