Onho (Eunsook/Minho) #39 “Hello, gorgeous.”

The door bell chimed and Eunsook gave herself a last once over in the mirror.  

Lipstick.  Check.

Hair was in place.  Check.

Skirt wasn’t tucked in her undies.  Check.

When she opened the door she was met by Minho looking devastatingly handsome in a navy suit, silk tie, and perfectly styled hair.  And if that wasn’t enough he competed the look with that sweet smile that made her knees go weak, all the while handing her a bouquet of sunflowers.

“Hello gorgeous.”  His deep voice did nothing to hide how cheesy he sounded. 

“I should be saying that to you.”  She took the flowers stepping aside to let him in.  “I feel very under dressed right now.”  She laughed awkwardly looking down at her simple navy skirt and button up blouse with little periwinkle flowers on it.  

“But on the contrary baby.  If anything you’re over dressed.”  Minho flirted, pulling her into him, his hand sliding lower on her back lifting the material of her skirt up.  

“We will never make out of the front door if you keep that up.”

“Let’s just stay home then.” He waggled his eyebrows.  

“Oh no.  I didn’t get dressed up for you just to get me 5 minutes later.  And I’m starving.”

Minho pouted and Eunsook half expected for him to start stomping his feet like a child who was just told no to getting ice cream before dinner.  

“But Sook.”  He whined, taking the flowers from her and setting them on the back of her sofa.  He brushed her hair away from her shoulder.  “I’m starving too.  For your affection baby.”

Eunsook rolled her eyes, fighting back laughter.  

“I don’t need food if I have your love.”  He left kisses on her cheek and down her neck, cooing in her ear.  Eunsook couldn’t help the way her hands came up to grip the lapels of his coat.  

“Fine.”  She breathed, part of her relieved.  She’d rather be in sweats and at home anyway.  Or and in the sheets with Minho.  “But unlike you.  I can’t live off of love alone.  I need food.  So you’re ordering delivery.”

“Anything for you gorgeous.”  He grabbed his phone to start dialing as he watched Eunsook walk away to the bedroom, already working the zipper down on the side of her skirt.