SleepySphinx

"It's too sweet," he grumbles pulling the perfume away from him. "Why the hell is everything so sweet these days? Can the gourmand trend please pass so we can get some real perfumes back into the game?"

The video went viral. His fans agreed while newcomers argued that it was a good perfume. He didn't care. He was getting more money when people got angry in his comments.

But then you made a review in response.

"I like this perfume! The strawberry and coconut combination really shines through, but it's not overbearing. And the whipped cream is a nice addition once it dries down. What Noah doesn't seem to understand is that not all scents were made to please men," you say with a disgustingly sweet smile. "Anyways, this is a great dupe for—"

"Again, too sweet. This perfume may not be made for a man, but what's the point of wearing a perfume if you don't want to attract a man? One out of five."

"We've gotta stop promoting strawberry marshmallow perfumes. It's so overdone. I think I've smelled one good strawberry marshmallow perfume, but I wouldn't want my girlfriend to wear it. One out of five stars."

"What the hell is the obsession with vanilla these days? Honestly, this isn't special. You could find this at Marshall's. I'd give this a zero if I could. One out of five stars."

Over and over again, he criticizes each perfume you review. He expects a reaction, a comeback video, but you give him nothing. You mentioned his name once and then he never hears it again, and frankly that pisses him off.

Then one day you have a big announcement.

"I've been keeping this a secret for a long time and finally I get to reveal it to yall!" You lift up a pink bottle slowly and squeal. "I collaborated with my favorite perfume company and made my own perfume! I'm so so happy with how it turned out! I've put a lot of hard work into this perfume and I hope you all like it. And as an added bonus, if you pre-order this perfume and use my code, you'll get fifteen percent off your order!"

I figured you'd want to review this before anyone else could. I hope you hate it!

Y/N

He scoffs, but he's already going to his setup to film a review. He decides to do a surprise livestream to review your new perfume. He hasn't even taken off the plastic wrapping on the box when he starts.

"Hello, everyone!" he announces once his audience grows to his liking. "I got a surprise in the mail today and thought I'd do a live review of it for you all. I haven't opened it yet, but let's get started."

He takes off the plastic, and opens the box.

"First off," he starts, lifting the bottle, "pink? How girly can you get? And the bottle may be decently heavy because of the glass, but it looks cheap regardless. There's nothing unique about a rectangular bottle. At least be a little original."

He grabs a strip of paper, spraying on the perfume and waving it around.

"I don't have high hopes for this, but I'll be fair in my review."

He brings the paper to his nose once the perfume dries and takes a sniff.

His eyes widen.

"Uh..." He swallows, taking another sniff, this one longer. "Um... well, I can definitely smell roses, which is nice, but it's a bit fruity too, like peach and pear." He feels his face burning as he takes another whiff. "As it dries further, I'm getting notes of ylang ylang and jasmine and... definitely vanilla but there's also a musk to it that helps everything settle." He tries not to look into the camera as he continues breathing in the perfume. "It's sweet but mature, like an older woman with a lot of power. What's this called? 'Dutchess'? Ah... yeah, the name fits."

His comments are blowing up, moving too fast for him to read, but he couldn't make out the words if he wanted too. He's too distracted by the scent, how it engulfs his senses and holds him there, drawing him further in.

"Uh..." He has to focus. At the very least, he has to wrap things up. He clears his throat and puts the paper slip down despite wanting to keep smelling it. "I have to admit, I'm impressed. I didn't expect this kind of perfume for this price point, especially from a creator like Y/N who always reviews overly sweet perfumes. I think it's, um... decent, and I would be interested in any woman if she smelled like this. I'll give it five—no, four point five out of five stars. It's kind of tacky to put vanilla in there."

His comments fly by on the screen as he clears his throat again.

"Ah, well, that's all I've got today. Thanks for joining this impromptu livestream and I'll see you guys later."

He ends the livestream quickly, exiting out of the app and putting his phone down. He glances at the strip of paper before picking it up, bringing it to his nose, taking another whiff of the perfume you created. The roses hit him again along with the pear, sweet but not overbearing like other perfumes you've reviewed, floral and seductive. He imagines you wearing this at a fancy restaurant, wearing a tight black dress and red bottom heels.

Ever since his review of your perfume collaboration, his life has gone downhill. Everyone clipped his livestream and reposted it, and drama channels are making all kinds of comments about it.

"Pretty boy fragrance guru Noah Flowers has finally agreed with something Y/N has done? Fans are shocked by his recent livestream reviewing Y/N's new perfume collab!"

"I can't believe Noah Flowers actually liked Y/N's new perfume! I haven't received it yet, but I'm hoping it lives up to my expectations!"

"I think it's so typical of a man to hate what a woman does but secretly like her, and Noah Flowers is no different. Of course Noah likes her perfume! He probably jerks off to her pictures in private and then makes a hate video about her after!"

His side of the internet couldn't shut up about the incident, and he couldn't get the perfume out of his head. It seemed like every day, he would try to go about his business, but at some point he would go back to that perfume and smell it for a couple minutes before he could continue with his day.

And he would never admit it, but some of them were right. Your perfume scratched an itch he didn't know he had. It was consuming every fiber of his being. Hell, he even held up a test strip of your perfume to his nose while he jerked off one time, just so he could enjoy two things he liked at once.

He couldn't focus, he couldn't sleep. Roses and pear and vanilla and musk fogged his mind day in and day out. He thinks about messaging you and apologizing, asking about the perfume making process as if he hasn't had a few collaborations of his own, trying to figure out how you made such an addictive scent.

He checks his email to find an invitation to a perfume gala that a few companies were collaborating on. New perfumes would be introduced and full size bottles would be given out. He's not sure if he wants to RSVP to the event until he sees a new video by you.

"Yall will never guess what I got in the mail today!" You put a screenshot of the email on the screen. "I got invited to Infinity's Perfume Gala this summer! I've already RSVP'd and I can't wait to go! I'm looking for some plus size clothing brands to buy from so I can get some new outfits for this event: do yall have any recommendations? Also, I have no clue what perfume to wear! Should I wear my collab perfume or—"