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As soon as Woobin was off work he headed for a certain individuals home, with a few stops along the way of course. Approaching the front door, one arm cradled a bag with a carefully placed container with a cake inside, his hand holding a bouquet of flowers. With his free hand he knocked loudly to ensure the other heard him. “Yah! Sugar Mama, open your door!” he called, giving the door a few more knocks before stepping back, waiting with a light grin on his lips.
Since Yuri had taken the day off, she was still lazing around in her sweats and her best friend's t-shirt, when she heard his loud knocking on her door. Hearing him shout for her brought a grin to her lips, and she laughed, shaking her head as she rolled off the couch and padded over to the door. She stood on her toes as she peered through the peephole, wanting to see what he was up to before she opened the door. He had a bag—what could be in it? food, maybe? gifts perhaps? She hadn't expected him to bring her anything. She quickly opened the door and grinned, eagerly welcoming him in. "Aigoo, Woobin, people are going to think you're a pimp or something. Or maybe I'm the pimp. Either way, don't want to freak out my neighbors, do we?"















