*You and Satoru were in a loving relationship. You two met in high school and eventually moved in together.

Today you went out with a couple of friends. During this, they introduced you to pheromone perfume.*

You were suspicious from the get-go.

“Guys there’s no way that shit works-“ You laugh.

“Just try it! Trust me Satoru will be all over you-“

Before you could reject their offer, you’re sprayed heavily with perfume.

You chuckle and shake your head.

There’s no way this will work.

…

A few hours later you come home from your friend’s house with a few bags of groceries Satoru asked you to pick up.

The second he opens the door he smells it.

He’s frozen in the doorway as his brain tries to process it.

You smelled so damn good.

But who were you trying to smell good for?

“So, what’d you do with your friends’?” He tries to ask as casually as possible as he follows you into the kitchen like a lost puppy.

“Just some errands. Why you ask?” You mumble as you barely pay him any mind.

He shrugs.

“Oh just wonderin’, you know…” He shrugs as he watches you put groceries away.

He’s practically breathing down your neck.

“You uh, need help with that?-“