you buy a "pheromone" perfume you saw off of tiktok. you didn't think it'd work, considering most reviewers are paid to be positive. didn't think of telling simon either because you wanted to secretly record his reaction when you ask him to "smell your new perfume."
simon knew the whole time. didn't understand why at first; but he didn't bother thinking too much about it. not when it gives him the perfect excuse to obsess over his wife and show her just how much he loves her.
the package arrived a few weeks later. when simon was out at the store buying a car part for his old truck, you were left to your own devices. so you opened the package, rolled on the perfume, set up the phone, and waited.
5 minutes later, simon walks in. his footsteps are similar to a heartbeat, solid and firm thuds on the hardwood floor.
"love?" he hummed, eyeing you and the way you were standing in the kitchen with an expectant smile on your face. he spotted the phone propped up poorly covered with canned foods and misplaced paper towels too; you must've gotten the package.
"got a package si, a new perfume. wanna smell it?" you stepped closer, gesturing to your neck.
he observed you, eyes trailing from your neck up to your face in that quiet fashion that always flustered you. he never just looked at you, he studied you. his stare reached under your ribs and to your thudding heart, fluttering inconsistently like a jumping doe.
all you could do was flush while he continued staring, dropping your hand to your side.
he then nodded, approaching you and sliding his hands along your waist. you want attention, love? you'll get it.
