Shadouge-Artists

(Little story within the Urban Flow AU, in the aftermath of "Autumn Ride".) They were simply doing the dishes when Shadow noticed it. A whiff of unfamiliarness caught his nose and hadn’t left him since: Rouge smelled different. He eyed her while drying some cups. The bat was silently cleaning plates, hands with cleaning gloves in the soapy water, still looking the same. Was he imagining things? The next day it was still there. Something clung to Rouge, and it bothered Shadow for he couldn’t tell what it was. They hadn’t changed brands of shampoos, nor detergents. Rouge rarely used scented bodycare, and nothing new was bought recently. Slowly Shadow began to wonder if the new scent originated from outside of their house. Perhaps from work… After all, Rouge and Shadow had developed their romance at the workplace. Going on missions together, having each other’s back. Saving the other’s life. It would only be logical for Rouge to find someone else since Shadow no longer worked for