Minho and you were the perfect couple. You were a lovely model, very famous in Paris for your looks and kind soul. He worked at Dior and knew that store like the back of his hand. Everyone had a crush on him, of course, but he only had eyes for you.

Wednesday, 7pm. Minho was almost done with his work. A few customers here and there, and he could go home. But then, you walked through the glass door, smiling widely at him. He melted immediately. Your boyfriend couldn't resist and pulled you into a “staff only” room.

"Come here." He whispered, wrapping his strong arms around your waist. It felt comfortable. "I missed you so much, my love..." He murmured as he nuzzled into your neck. As he pressed kisses there, you could only hear his sweet words and the faint sound of his breathing.