You and your curiosity were gonna get you in trouble. The scent was subtle at first, which led you to believe it wasn’t working, but soon the soft, musky aroma permeated the bathroom, due to a new pheromone perfume you had bought just to mess with Suguru. It was date night, a formal little dinner at your favorite place for your second anniversary. With the nice outfit you wore, plus the jewelry and makeup, you thought the perfume would be the cherry on top.

Like a cat hearing its food dish clatter, he stalked into the bathroom, trying to make himself look innocent — you took a long moment to appreciate him in a dress shirt, the top two buttons purposefully undone, and a pair of slacks, as well as his hair done up in a bun — but his face saying he had clearly caught the scent on you as he glanced in the mirror, his eyes raking down your figure. His verbal response was, “you look gorgeous,” accompanied by a tender kiss to your shoulder. His body language was a bit different.

Suguru’s smile wasn’t as sweet as it could have been. He had obviously caught the scent. “…What perfume is that, angel?”