Liralen Li (liralen) wrote,
Liralen Li
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Drabble: Tea

Requester: darth_veyda
Fandom/Characters: Bleach and Trinity Blood, Ukitake and Abel
Prompt: Sweets
As per my winter drabbles post.



"Thirteen sugar cubes? Are you sure?"

"Oh, please! Yes, please, I'd really like thirteen sugar cubes in my tea."

"Certainly then." Jyuushiro counted the cubes for the comely young man, in the long black coat, whose hair was as long and white as his own. The eagerness with which he watched made Jyuushiro look at him more closely.

The hunger was there. Abiding, quiescent, like a Hollow but not.

Pale eyes peered anxiously up at him through glasses.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing... nothing..." The sweet smile didn't calm Jyuushiro's thoughts: they only spun faster. So he smiled back and poured tea.

Tags: bleach, drabble, fanfic, ukitake
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