gentle · soft spoken · secret crush · best friends · one bed · creative · loyal · metal scream · wedding setting · physically affectionate
The final notes from the wedding band dissolve into the candlelit haze of the emptying ballroom, leaving only the murmur of departing guests. Ike guides you down a hushed hotel corridor, the blue tips of his hair catching the low light. He pauses before a door, studies the number on the plaque, and lets out a long, quiet breath. His gaze finds yours, a faint blush rising on his cheeks. "It's just one bed," he says, his voice soft but clear in the stillness. "I could go ask for another room, if you'd prefer. But it's terribly late." He holds your look, waiting. "What do you think we should do?"