Not a Date (Toshiro Hitsugaya x Reader)

Not a Date
Toshiro x Reader

“Why are we here?”  Toshiro glanced from left to right, watching as a few couples conversed over steaming cups of coffee, or coco, or even cider.  Your favorite cafe in the world of the living was having a special.  Due to the cold weather, they were serving anything and everything hot that could be poured and drunk.  Staring at a freshly baked pumpkin pie, you felt your mouth begin to water.

“Because,” you licked your lips before pulling out your wallet.  You felt your shoulders slump as you realized that you didn’t have enough for the pie and the hot chocolate.

“Umm…______?”  Toshiro cupped his hand around his mouth, eyes flickering from left to right.  “You’re muttering to yourself again.”

“Stupid money…pie should be free…everyone deserves pie…huh?”  Your eyes refocused to see the man behind the counter staring at you with a strange expression.  His finger hovered over the cash-register.  “Oh!  Sorry about that,” you laughed nervously and began massaging your neck.  “Two hot chocolates, please.”

The man nodded, giving you an awkward smile as he prepared the drinks.  Toshiro sighed heavily.  “Please don’t tell me the only reason we’re here is to drink a hot beverage.”

“Well, I was going to get pie as well, but I’m kind of broke at the moment.”  An anime sweat-drop slid down your forehead as you spoke.  Before you could say anything else, the scent of hot chocolate overwhelmed your senses.

“Will that be all, Miss?”  The man looked hopeful.  He was actually leaning across the counter slightly as you slid the money towards him.

“Yes, thank you.”  You gave the pumpkin pie one final look of regret before trudging over to your usual spot.  Toshiro joined you, his expression one of complete embarrassment.  You had never seen him look so flushed before.  “Is something wrong?”

Toshiro’s face turned at least three different shades of red.  “N-Nothing.”

“Something,” you arched an eyebrow curiously.  “Are you feeling self-conscious or something?”

Toshiro didn’t answer.  He merely stared at the wispy curls wafting up from his cup.  Finally, you shrugged it off and decided to take a drink of your hot chocolate.  You closed your eyes and sighed in contentment.  Everyone around you was chatting excitedly.  There were so many voices speaking that it was hard to separate them.  You were only able to discern a few select sentences like “such a romantic day for coffee” and “what a nice place for a date”.  Opening one eye, you saw that Toshiro was fidgeting slightly.

“Say,” your lips curled into a mischievous grin as you scooted your chair closer to him.  He was so fixated on all the couples around you that he hardly noticed.  “How about a picture to commemorate our first date~?”

“Say what—” FLASH!  Toshiro blinked furiously as you checked the picture on your phone.  The young Reaper’s expression was so flustered that the picture almost looked photo-shopped.  With a small smirk, you tucked your phone back into your pocket.

“This is NOT a date!”  Toshiro stood suddenly, earning him a few confused glances.  You copied his motion a bit more smoothly.

“Toshiro, what do you call a boy and a girl drinking hot chocolate in a café, enjoying each other’s company?”

“You’re enjoying, I’m tolerating,” Toshiro retorted quickly.  He jabbed a finger at you accusingly.  “You were planning this all along!”

“Actually, when I pictured this moment, there was pie involved.  That plan was quickly shut down.”  Your expression became totally flat as you glanced at the pie.  “Now, would you sit down and enjoy your beverage?  You’re making a scene.”

Toshiro glanced from left to right.  He hadn’t noticed before, but everyone had stopped chatting and was staring at him with slightly amused expressions.  

“Fine…”  Toshiro slunk bank into his chair, sinking a bit so that only his hair was visible over the back.  You cheerfully joined him, a sweet smile plastered on your face.

“I can’t wait to show this picture to Rangiku!  I bet she’ll love it!”  You clasped your hands together and tilted your head innocently.  Toshiro’s eyebrow twitched.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Oh yes, I would.  It’s just Rangiku, right~?”

“She’ll tell everyone!”  Toshiro leaned across the table, his voice a harsh whisper.  “You know that!”

“Do I?”  You blinked a few times, trying to hide the smirk that was tugging at your lips.  Toshiro sighed heavily as you tapped your chin.

“What do you want?”

Leaning forwards to that your face was mere inches from his, you raised an eyebrow at Toshiro.  Tilting your head slightly, you allowed a devilish grin to grace your features.

“You know what I want~.”

Your warm breath washed over his face, the scent of chocolate intoxicatingly sweet.  Toshiro swallowed nervously and bit his lower lip.  Glancing over your shoulder at the pumpkin pie, he allowed a defeated sigh to deflate his entire body.

“Would you like whip-cream or ice-cream on top?”

You sat back in your chair and threw your arms behind your head lazily.  “Surprise me~.”

THE END~