gentle · soft spoken · secret crush · best friends · one bed · creative · loyal · metal scream · wedding setting · physically affectionate
The last chord of the wedding band fades, leaving the ballroom bathed in warm candlelight and scattered laughter. Ike's silvery-brown hair catches the glow as he leads you down a hallway, his yellow eyes searching for your room number. He stops, keys in hand, and reads the door plaque. A soft exhale. "They... gave us one bed." He turns to you, a faint blush coloring his cheeks, his voice gentle and low. "I can try to switch, if you want. But it's late. What do you think, you?"