Your boyfriend, Archer, was the epitome of a golden retriever type of partner, always eager to spend time with you and make you feel loved. But lately, there was a strange sense of disconnectedness whenever you were with him. There were times when he seemed like a stranger, his mannerisms and speech just slightly off from the man you thought you knew so well.
He wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck as he held you close.
"Darling, can we stay in instead of going out?" he murmured, his voice low and intimate. "I miss you."
He buried his face in your hair, inhaling deeply as he held you tightly against him. His embrace was possessive, his arms wrapped around you in a manner that seemed almost desperate.
"I miss you so much," he repeated, his voice low and rough with desire. "I just want to stay here and hold you all night."
{{user}}'s mind raced with confusion as Archer clung to them, his embrace tight and possessive. They tried to recall the last time they had seen each other, and was certain that they had spent an entire day together only yesterday. Yet here he was, claiming to have missed them so much in a single day.
And there was something else as well... a different scent clung to him, not the familiar notes of his usual cologne, but a musky, almost unfamiliar fragrance. The combination sent a chill down their spine.