Earned it

Chapter 12

Ichigo's POV

It's been a few days since the incident with Grimmjow and I. To be precise, it's been five days since then. During this five days we haven't really talked as much as we did before. On top of that, the only time I really seen him that didn't follow with an awkward confrontation was at work. I still was his assistant, so to make the day less dreadful between the two of us. I did my best not to seem off. Besides that, I still did stay at his house. I've started paying him for my stay there actually, but even at the house, it's still very awkward between us when a time comes where we have to talk to each other.

"Ichigo. When you're done here, please close up, alright?" A voice asked politely, as the man attached to the voice grabbed his back readying himself to leave.

I turned around to him and gave a small nod. "Of course Ryouichi, have a nice night."

With a smile and a wave, he was off, out of the large glass doors of the building. When I saw his figure completely disappear, my eyes closed and I let out a small sigh. Opening them again, I made my way back to office and began to pack up my things. First was the bag I carried that contained important documents of Grimmjow's. He told me I wasn't allowed to look at them, but he sure as hell didn't have a problem making me carry them around for him. After I'd finished packing up the bag, I started organizing the desk. When that was finished, the next task was to wipe them down. Basically, I end up cleaning the room before I leave for the night.

The office was now clean, but it was also really late. Usually, I end up staying late with Grimmjow because he's constantly working overtime. Tonight was one of those nights again. A shift that was supposed to end at 9:30 pm ended up coming to a close at 12:25 am.

"I've got the keys Grimmjow. Should I start the car now?"

Grimmjow turned around to me, deep bags and eyelids lazy. "Yeah, go do that..." He replied with exhaustion heavy in his voice.

Now concerned about the tired man, I closed the distance between us a bit and fondled with the keys nervously.

"Are you alright sir? You're not looking all that well," I asked, shifting my gaze from the keys to him.

"I'm fine," He replied softly. "Just tired, hurry up and start the car so we can go home."

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3:42 am, I found myself sitting up in bed awake. Despite how tired I was, and how run down my body felt, it was hard to sleep. When I came home from the office, I fell asleep as soon as I made it to my bed. Soon after, I found myself awake. When I went back to sleep, the same thing happened. I just ended up sitting around awake. This time unable to fall asleep again.

"Damn," I mumbled softly to myself. "Why can't I stay asleep..?"

Currently confused at the small situation at hand, I stepped out of bed carefully and made my way downstairs. Maybe something in the kitchen would help me stay asleep. Apparently that's what warm milk is for.

Now at the bottom of the stairs, a light blue glare in the corner of my eye caught my attention. I stepped off of the last stair and looked over to my left. There laid Grimmjow, still fully dress, but fast asleep on the couch. The males feet hung over the front of the couch. It looked as though he started off sitting, but leaned over to the side and fell asleep. One of his hands lay loosely on his hip, while the other one stretched out in front of him, hanging off of the couch limp. There was a coffee table in front of the sleeping male. On that coffee table was a laptop. It was open and the screen was still awake. To me, it looked as though it was his work laptop. Surprisingly, I've never really gotten a good look at it to be sure.

I walked over to the couch and stood between it and the coffee table. First, I closed the laptop gently. Then I leaned down a bit in front of the blue haired male.

"Hey, Grimmjow," I started, lowering my hand down to his shoulder and shaking it lightly. " You really need to get up. The couch isn't really a great place to sleep."

Grimmjow groaned softly and sat up a bit. He then lifted his arms above and behind his head and stretched them a bit. When he finished, he looked up at me. I couldn't really tell exactly what his expression was. To be honest he looked really confused, but tired at the same time.

The blunette looked up at me and blinked a few times.

"Damnit..what the hell do you want?" He questioned, sleep laced in his voice.

"I already told you Grimmjow," I said softly. "The couch isn't a great place to sleep. So you should go to your room."

Grimmjow pushed himself up slowly to his feet. With a bit of wobbling, he was standing up straight with one hand tangled in the cerlan mess he calls hair.

"And?" He replied suddenly. "What's it matter whether I'm sleeping on the couch or not?"

Irritation quickly came over me, and I turned to face the other direction.

"Fine, have it your way. Don't blame me if you catch a cold or something, and have fun with a stiff neck or a sore back."

I rolled my eyes and walked away from the couch. I heard a sigh behind me, but I continued to walk away, trying to ignore it.

"Ichigo.." Grimmjow called.

I turned around slightly and crossed my arms.

"What is it?"

There was a brief moment of silence while waiting for him to answer. Curious as to if the exhausted male was still awake, I turned around to see if he was. When I did, I found myself stunned. My eyes grew wide and I could feel my face heating up rapidly. A dark shade of red rushed across my face as I found the distance between Grimmjow and I was gone. His lips were pushed against mine, and one of his hands rested gently on my hip while the other one was holding my hand.

After registering what was going on, I pulled my face away from his quickly.

"G-Grimmjow! What the hell was that for..?" I stammered, redirecting my gaze to the ground.

Grimmjow gave me a tired smile and moved his hand from my waist. He let go of my hand and sat down on the couch again.

"I can't quite tell you that yet..Ichigo," He stated softly, unbuttoning the first few buttons on his shirt, slowly drifting back to sleep.