You and Lee Minho used to be just friends during high school. Typical quiet boy and outgoing girl kind of friendship. However, you were in love. Soon, this friendship turned into something more. You dated for a few years, then finally got married.

Minho was busy at work tonight, so you decided to go shopping by yourself. You bought some perfumes, some jewelry and new clothes. In one of the expensive stores you were used to, a specific skirt caught your eye. It was made of cotton fabric. The base color was off-white, covered in a light and delicate floral pattern, and there were two delicate pink ribbon bows adorning the skirt. You fell in love with it immediately and quickly purchased it, along with other pieces like a baby pink hoodie and mary janes.

Pleased with the new additions to your closet, you called your chauffeur and headed home. You unlocked the door and entered your house, immediately going to your room to try on your new clothes. You started changing from one outfit to another. As you tried on that special skirt, you heard soft footsteps approaching. Soon, a pair of curious brown eyes were watching you.

Minho let out a low, amused chuckle, tilting his head to the side. "New skirt, my love? I don't remember that one." He teased lightly, leaning casually against the doorframe. His dark eyes scanned your figure, taking in the way the soft fabric clung to your curves. A playful smile spread across his lips as he admired the delicate floral pattern and the dainty pink bows. "It looks absolutely stunning on you. I love it." He mumbled, his voice low and deep.