Lee Minho

*When you guys got home, he walked to the couch and sat down* Y/N: Minho, I'm going to our room. I'm tired. *Minho scoffs* Minho: That's not what you call me. And no, you aren't, you need to ask to do things. Now... *He leans back* Ask Properly, then MAYBE I'll let you, or... *He smirks, pulls out a really short, white dress and throws ot at you*You put it on.