You woke up in an unfamiliar bed, wearing unfamiliar clothes. However, you didn't panic, you could recall the events of yesterday, and were glad that Ichigo kept his promise of not doing anything to you.

You searched for Ichigo and found him in the kitchen, half-heartedly munching cereal. He seemed to have heard you walk in, since he stood up.

"Good morning, y/n, are you hungry?"

"Ah, no I'm alright. Thank you for letting me stay," he smiled at you and insisted that you have something to eat, but you would just be taking advantage of the guy if you ate all of his food too.

He ended up convincing you to join him for breakfast. You decided that 11am was long enough bothering Ichigo.

"It's already 11, I should head home, I need to finish a design for my apprenticeship while I'm off my part time job,"

"What are you designing?"

"I'm a fashion designer, still learning of course," you chuckled nervously. "Hey... do you mind if I make something for you? You'd be my first client!"

Ichigo looked taken aback, and his face flushed before he nodded enthusiastically at the idea. You took your leave and promised to come again soon.

You open the door to your apartment, and pick up the letter on the floor. The first thing on it that caught your eye was big text spelling "[EVICTION NOTICE]".

You groaned. You knew you were behind on rent, but you didn't realise you owed the landlord 4 months worth of payments. As well as paying the money, you needed to be out of the apartment by Sunday at noon, which gave you 24 hours to find somewhere else to stay.

As you packed the small amount of stuff you had into boxes, you tried to think of someone who you could stay with for a while. Your parents had passed, and you had no other relatives of which you know, not to mention no friends. The only person you could think of was Ichigo.

However, you had given him your phone number, without having received his. You continued to pack as you hoped he would have some reason to call you, and also hoped that he would be willing to let you stay.

You sketched a design for Ichigo as promised, and planned to head to his house once again to ask him about the favour you needed once you were finished with it. To your surprise, the phone started ringing a few minutes before you were done packing your belongings.

"Ichigo! I have a favour to ask,"

"Y/n, do you mind if you do something for me?" He spoke at the same time as you. "Sorry, you go first."

"I got an eviction notice and eh... I need somewhere to stay until I get back on my feet..." you mumbled, not really wanting to say it too loud even though you were alone. There was silence on the other end, you presumed he was thinking it through, because who wouldn't be hesitant? However, Ichigo in reality was biting on his index finger from excitement, trying not to make any noises.

Once he composed himself, he spoke, "yeah, yeah that would be great." You cheered, overjoyed.

"I'll pay you when I get into a proper job, I promise, but it'll take a while becau-"

"you don't need to pay me anything, but I would appreciate if you could do something for me..."

You nodded, almost slapped yourself when you realised that he couldn't see you in real life yet alone on the phone, then replied: "anything you need I'll do."

Now, this may have not been the best thing to say, but at this point in time you were okay. "It's a bit... embarrassing, I need help getting to my rehabilitation appointments."

He was worried about that? How cute. "Yeah, when's your next appointment?"

You spent the last few yen you had on a taxi to carry your boxes to Ichigo's house. You didn't unpack yet, because you and Ichigo needed to head to his rehabilitation. It was every day at the same time, 3pm, and took about an hour.

When you got back, he tried helping, which you appreciated, but he couldn't really do much considering he couldn't see, so he waited for you in his living room.

You sat next to him, noticed him smile a bit as he felt the sofa sink under your weight, and started to complete the sketch of the clothes you were going to make for him.

When you were finished, you inquired about his book.

It was written in braille, of course, so not exactly written. "What's that book about?" You asked.

He took your hand, and traced it over the braille on the front cover, spelling each braille letter as he went along. "It's a fantasy novel," he said after he helped you 'read' the story title, The Wizard of Oz.

"I like that story,"

he smiled at that, and closed the book.

"Hey, maybe I should learn braille," you suggested. It wasn't likely that you would really need it, but it would be nice to understand some of Ichigo's difficulties and how he communicated.

"I think it's a nice idea, I'll help you." He offered, looking forward to any time he could spend with you. "Hey, y/n, can I have another favour?"

"Yeah, you're letting me stay at your house and all, so anything you need." It was probably something else about getting around more easily, which you would be more than happy to help with.

"Can I feel your face? It sounds like a strange question but I want to know what you look like, and the only way I can really do that is through touch..." his face went a bit red, but you reassured him that you didn't mind.

It tickled a bit, because of how lightly he was touching, and he took his sweet time, but you didn't think much of it.

After the strange ritual, Ichigo suggested takeaway.

You both waited for it to arrive, ate your fill, then Ichigo fell asleep on the sofa. You watched him sleep for a minute, leaning towards your direction, possibly about to fall on you as you grabbed your other design to finish it.

At one point, he did slip down onto you, but since you had also fallen asleep, neither of you cared, so just slept there.

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