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Drift cycled his vents taking in the surprise fragrance in their quarters and letting his optics flutter shut as he analyzed it. He picked out notes of cherry blossom and mandarin orange, and something green that might have been a tree, and it reminded him of the tourist shop he and Ratchet had gone to in Japan after they'd gotten engaged.
"Do you like it?" Ratty's hands were warm as they slid into Drift's and he opened his optics to see his mate smiling at him. "It reminded me of that little shop in Kyoto."
Drift returned his smile. "Me too. It's perfect."