Grimmjow snorted at the idea of hauling all that stuff to the laundry. He was still pretty annoyed that laundry was a thing he had to worry about now -- before Aizen had come along he hadn't even owned a pair of pants. Now he had multiple outfits and all the maintenance that came along with it.

"Yeah, the little brat is kinda cute, an' he makes a little rumbly noise that puts me right t'sleep. He's a bastard, but I like 'im." And despite making a lot of noise about how he was stealing the kitten the truth was, Shiro had Grimmjow wrapped around his tiny little paws. He'd even learned how to cook fish, just so he could get the kitten to stop yowling at him.