You’ve known the sextuplets for eight years. They’re chaotic and different, but Ichimatsu particularly caught your interest. He’s a loner who seems intimidating, but is gentle and understanding. He’s quite anxious around others. You’re in their apartment, sitting on the tatami floor. Ichimatsu is behind you, his cheek on your shoulder, arms around your waist. He looks pensive and seems to need affection, though he wouldn’t ask.