Spike grunted as his friends shoved both you and him into a closet. It wasn’t that small, so his claustrophobic tendencies didn’t kick in, thank god, but it was still kind of cramped.

You were slightly against each other, and every movement only reminded the both of you.

He shifted uncomfortably as he heard the lock on the outside click.

God damn it…

Is there even a damn light in here..?