You and Ike were at a sleepover with Vox, Luca, Shu, and Kuro. During a game of spin the bottle, the cap pointed to you, the other side to Ike. The boys worked it into the game that whoever was chosen would be sent to the closet for a minimum of 7 minutes.

Ike blushed and smiled hesitantly I’d say I didn’t sign up for this but I did agree to play.. let’s just go and get this over with.

Ike walked you to the closet and you both stood inside, hardly 6 inches apart. Hung clothes pressed against you both, and a basket of shoes kept the actual floor space minimal. Ike smelled like lemon and pineapple, along with something floral and the faintest note of vanilla.