You had no choice at this moment. You decided to just go along with it and explain your story later, "I'm so sorry for making you feel bad," You thought to yourself. You sat up from the cozy bed, yanked the blankets off from around you, turned and rose out of bed. You shot a glance toward the closet and quickly darted towards it. You needed to find something to wear. You wanted to look nice for him, that's the least you could do you thought. You muttered and grunted to yourself as you couldn't make up your mind on what to wear as you pulled random articles of clothing out of the pile of mess. You tugged at everything, trying to find something. "Maybe I sould've organized my closet," you thought while hopelessly searching for the perfect outfit. "Well, it is spring. I should wear a dress...but which one..." You pondered as you held two spring dresses in your grasp. One, was long and flowy. The other, was above the knees and had a flirty feel to it. The long, flowy dress was turquoise colored and had a floral print on it. The shorter dress was white and had a tiny pink bow on the front of it right above the bust. Both were very fitting for a lovely spring outing. This seemed like the hardest decision in your life as you looked back and forth at them
vigorously. "Hm, this one looks more comfortable but the white one looks more...fun. Hmmm..." You debated with yourself for some time until you smelled something peculiar. You perked your head up and sniffed around. You smelled bacon, it must be what Onew was cooking. It smelled absolutely delicious and you simply adored the fact that your hubby was cooking for you. You quickly chose the long flowy dress and put it on. It looked very fitting on you and you were impressed yourself. Although it was long and was considerably modest, it still showed off your cute curves that Onew adored. You ran to the bathroom to use the toilet, brush your teeth, wash your face, and do your hair. Makeup, not necessary. Onew loved natural beauty and was a great turn on for him. You didn't wear much makeup anyways, you thought you looked fine without it. You let your hair stay down so that it would linger and dance in the breeze as you walked. You felt confident, looking at yourself in the mirror, and when you were satisfied, you left the bathroom. You were set...or so you thought. You didn't know where he was taking you so you assumed you had everything you needed. As you walked out of the room and made your way into the living room, the aroma grew stronger, almost like it was seducing you into the kitchen. You turned the corner into the kitchen and there was Onew, happily making you breakfast. You stood there in awe, just cherishing this moment of Onew cooking in an apron while quietly humming to himself. You recognized the song he was humming as, "Hello". You then began to hum along. Onew suddenly turned around, startled at the sudden surprise of another voice.