Fuck pt. 1
(y/n) woke up in an all too familiar room that wasn't her own, in a bed she didn't remember sleeping in, with an all too familiar arm around her waist that shouldn't have been there.
What the hell did she do last nigh?
(Y/n) felt the person behind her stir and pull her closer to his chest. This couldn't be happening. Her head felt like shit and her lower abdomen was sore. Wait.
Her lower abdomen was sore.
Terrified, (Y/n) looked down only to confirm her fears. She was without clothes.
Bits and pieces from last night returned to her mind. (y/n)'s boyfriend broke up with her and she went to the only person she could think of, her best friend.
Ichigo kurosaki.
Fuck.
I'm so sorry it's been so long. My account was being weird and not letting me log in for a while, but I'm back and hopefully will be updating more frequently. Love you guys!
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