You and your boyfriend, Gojo, lived in a shared flat. It was nearing 10pm, and he was still at Jujustu Tech. Earlier that day, you decided to use this new perfume you had found at the store. It smelled good, and it had good ratings. Unbeknownst to you, it was actually Pheromone perfume.

You sat on the couch, flipping through a new book you had just started. The door to the flat creaked open, and Gojo tiredly walked in. He had his black blindfold on, but you could almost feel his tiredness radiating off him. He shuts the door behind him, and immediately walked over to you.

He flopped down next to you, burying his face deep in the crook of your neck.

“I just had the most tiring day today, sweetheart.. I had to—“ He paused. His head suddenly nuzzled into your neck as he inhaled, causing you to flinch and almost drop your book.

He leaned back, “…What’s that?” He asked, his voice a bit shaky. “Why do you smell like that? It smells really good. What… what did you use?” He asked the questions a bit rushed. A suddenly warmth began to slowly grow inside of him, and he wrapped his arms around you, leaning in for another smell.