Just a job? (Uke!Ichigo x Seme!Aizen)

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// OkAY so I originally wrote like 5 paragraphs and IT GOT DELETED bruh moment :(( anyways, in this AU Ichigo (he's 20 in this) is looking for a job and Aizen offers him one.
Also smut warning!!

Ichigo laid in bed looking for jobs that are hiring, ha had been looking for them for months to no avail. He wanted to help his family with money and help his dad in the clinic. He got up and went to take a shower, as it was the middle of summer. when he got out his call to him "Ichigo! There's a surprise for you downstairs! Hurry up and come down!" Isshin was trying to help his son get a job by any means, so he brought an old friend. "Yeah okay give me a sec!" Ichigo put on some clothes and heard a growling noise come from his stomach. 'Man I didn't eat anything today' He checked his email one more time to find it empty, he sighed and went down. He was met with his dad trying to hit him with his foot. He moved out the way so the old man's foot hit the wall. he made his way to the kitchen, not noticed the amused brown-haired stranger in his living room.  he looked in the fridge when Yuzu pulled him by his shirt back into the living room, dropping his food. "My food!" "You should greet the guest instead of going for the food!" she said pushing him to the living room. 

He was met by a man taller than him. He had brown hair that matched with his brown eyes, he was big, muscle wise anyway. He was wearing a skin-tight black suit, showing off his chest and biceps. He smiled at the smaller man and extended his hand out. "Aizen Sosuke" Aizen looked at Ichigo, his natural orange hair, honey brown eyes, wearing a dress shirt and dark blue pants that Aizen recognized, his body was not too built nor too lanky, just perfect in Aizen's mind. He smiled at Ichigo. Ichigo was taken aback by the man's appearance let alone his voice, smooth, rich, and assertive voice. 'Holy shit...he's hot' Ichigo said looking the man up and down before shaking his hand. "Kurosaki Ichigo." Aizen gave the handshake one last squeeze before letting go. "Strawberry huh?" Aizen smirked at Ichigo. Ichigo had a slight blush blooming across his face. "Ichigo my boy! This is an old friend of mine. He's looking for some models for his new clothing line." Isshin explained putting his arm on his son's shoulder. "He's the founder and CEO of the 1# best selling clothing line, Hecudo Mundo!" He said nudging his son. "Isshin you don't have to flatter me, I'm sure Ichigo already knows about it," Aizen said waving his hand. Ichigo's face was burning up with heat from the brown-haired man saying his name. "Uh-yeah, I heard about it before. I bought a few things for there before"

In the kitchen, Yuzu and Karin were watching the men talk. "Karin look at Ichi-nee's face! It's so red!" Yuzu whispered o her twin. "I know Yuzu now let me hear what they are saying," she said trying to shush her. Yuzu went to make Ichigo food, seeing as he didn't eat anything the whole morning.

"So, Ichigo...Will you take up my offer?" Aizen asked after they finished their conversation. Isshin left long before, letting his son alone with the attractive man. Ichigo's face once again flared up at the sound of his name rolling of Aizen tongue. Aizen smiled at Ichigo enjoying that he can make such a beautiful man blush. "I-Uh...I'll have to think about it" Ichigo stuttered out as he scratched the back of his neck. Aizen smiled and gave the boy his card with his number and address to his business building. "Alright, call me when you're ready to take up my offer." He said sending a wink towards the boy before leaving. Ichigo staring at the card before pulling his phone out and texting his group chats that his friends made. in the group, there was Rukia, Renji, Orihime, Chado, Ishida, Ikkaku, and Shriosaki, //Hollow Ichigo\\

[Ichigo]: Yo guys I got some shit to fucking say to yall

[Rukia]: What happened?

[Ichigo]: I'm not gonna say over text but ill come over

[Shriosaki]: Man and I was just about to sleep smh

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