In Common (Ichigo Kurosaki x Reader)

First Smile.

Ever since you and Ichigo first met eyes, he's been everywhere. At the store, at the park, in your head. It drove you nuts. His sparkling brown gaze looking down upon you with playfulness, lust hidden behind a wall. You hated going to class sometimes because you knew your eyes would meet his like they did nearly every day of the week.

But, it was finally Friday and you were ready to get your Netflix and chill on with your stuffed animals and pillows and thick wooly blankets. As you walked with Orihime and Rukia down the street, you could feel something almost breathing down your neck.

Suppressing a groan and reluctantly turning, you were surprised to see Ichigo walking behind you guys with Uryu, Chad, and their red-haired friend Renji. Unsurprisingly, your eyes met again before that damn smirk began to overtake his face. Quickly turning away, you settled on focusing on your two best friends who were talking happily about who knows what. You didn't mind, though. As long as the two of them remained your friends, nothing else mattered.

"Ah! Ichigo!" Orihime's eyes turned to the carrot-haired boy before she completely stopped walking to let them catch up with you. Once they got within steps to them, you began to walk again. There was something about Ichigo that just irked you. You couldn't quite put your finger on it, but you hated the way Orihime shut everyone out just to get his attention. Desperate.

His brown eyes shifted to his well-endowed friend with a smile before gazing back to the mysterious [Y/N]. He obviously liked what he saw and her little reactions in class when she'd catch him staring at her was too cute to stop. Who knows? Maybe she'd be the one to give him what he wants.

"Hey, Orihime, Rukia. [Y/N]." You stiffened at the call of your name. You two weren't on a first-name basis yet. How rude of him. You pushed the negative thoughts to the back of your mind before nodding in acknowledgment. When it came to his other friend Uryu, however, you found yourself smiling and striking a conversation with him. You didn't find the cold scholar to be as intimidating as Ichigo and Chad. Plus, Renji was already dating Rukia so they were all snuggled up happily.

Your eyebrows furrowed at the sight of them holding hands and talking casually. It wasn't fair really. This is what you wanted. You wanted someone to hold your hand, to smile whenever you came around, to leave you appreciative notes on your desk and in your locker. You wanted what Rukia had. You wanted to love someone. Shaking your head sadly, you focused your conversation back on Uryu, missing the longing glances Ichigo threw your way every time you opened your mouth.

It was finally Saturday and you roamed through the market to find some snacks to munch on before your awaited date with Netflix. In your bag were some frosted cookies, green tea pocky, and some bottled lemonade. It wasn't enough for you. You inhaled snacks without a care in the world and never gained a pound.

As you walked through the frozen food section because frozen dinners are life, you bumped into a wall. A wall that wasn't a wall. A wall with bright orange hair and wide shoulders. A wall whose smirk caused you to frown and blush and feel all sorts of emotions in your heart. A wall by the name of Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Oops. My bad, [Y/N]." He grabbed your hand and helped you up, dusting you off before backing away. His eyes looked over your outfit then your bag full of snacks before snickering. "Date night tonight or are you just that lonely?"

How dare he?! He had no right to speak to you that way, so you let a smirk bubble its way up to the surface before brushing right past him and grabbing some frozen dinners for the next couple of days. "I wouldn't be talking, Kurosaki. You having Orihime over for dinner or are you just that lonely?"

Witty. Nice. He chuckled before raising his hands in defeat. "No. Although I wouldn't mind having you over every once in a while." He laughed at your flushed face before giving you a genuine smile and waving goodbye. "See you Monday, [Y/N]."

How vulgar. How foolish. How.. mesmerizing. His smile. It was enough to have your jaw drop completely to the ground below. You didn't want to admit it, but Ichigo looked really good when he smiled. It was playful and bright like dandelions or the sun. Realizing your thoughts, you slammed the door shut before briskly walking to check-out, trying to steady your rapidly beating heart and frantic mind.