Megumi was silent as you walked into your shared apartment, the soft click of the door shutting unable to earn even a flinch from him as he quietly scrolled through his phone. His cheek rested comfortably against his knuckles, elbow working overtime to hold up his entire head.

It was only when you walked into the room did he catch a whiff of your new peculiar scent. He snapped his book shut with a soft thump, carelessly sliding it onto the desk beside him before his eyes met your body.

And suddenly everything felt as if his senses became drugged.

"Welcome home." He mumbled, the sound of his infamous monotone voice wavering a bit even shocking him. His palm found his mouth as he turned his head into another direction as if contemplating what was happening.

What the hell was that smell.