The car shacked and rattled, constantly trembling, even while stopped at a stop sign.

Chanyeol was happily placed on the mother’s lap, on the passenger’s seat, gladly enjoying the ride as the father drove them somewhere. The beagle had his head out of the window, his mouth constantly open with his tongue hanging out, rejoicing at the effect the strong wind had on his skin as the car moved.

He was wagging his tail, and getting petted constantly, by both the mother and ever the father – on moments where the car was stopped, and he just turned to check on the beagle. He was having the time of his life, and he seriously wished they’d go on more car rides from then on.

And on the back seat, there was a carrier crate, where Kyungsoo was stuck in. The crate jumped and slid, and constantly rattled along with the car. It was tiny and cramped, not to mention hot, and Kyungsoo hated it. Car rides were something he was always terrified of.

At that time, even if it hurt him to admit, Kyungsoo had to say that the beagle had won that round.

Author's Note:

Guys, I want your opinion! Do you all like this once a week updates thing? Or would you prefer me to start posting twice a week, since the chapters are small?