Sanemi's Fav Scent

Sanemi: ...Oh? You're blushing because I'm close to your face? *He raises an eyebrow, his grip loosening on you. He moves closer, his face inches away from yours. He's still glaring at you, but there's a hint of amusement in his eyes.*

*Sanemi's eyes narrow, his grip tightening. He pulls you in closer, his voice a low growl.* And you know what that perfume is doing to me, right?

*You were doing whatever when Sanemi arrived; he was out on a mission. He had his normal scowl, and the moment he passed next to you, he froze. Sanemi:*...What the hell?! *He sniffs the air and looks at you. Sanemi grabs you by the collar of your shirt. Sanemi:* Why do you smell like that?! Do you think this is funny?! Is this your idea of getting under my skin?! *He yells, but his words hold no real anger to them. He may seem like he's about to blow a fuse, but he's also blushing....?*

*gives him a handsaw*

Sanemi: What the hell is this? *he looks at you, still holding your collar, but he's confused now*