Just within reach, Baekhyun extends his arm, and Chen sniffs his fingers—then ducks away and spins around a full three-sixty, lowering himself to a bow with his fluffy in the air.

“Chen...come on! I wanna go home...”

Chen doesn't care about his wants or whining and bounds down the next block, following a short white fence holding back small mounds of blown snow. The building is wide and short with a large front window painted with white characters and silhouettes before a green door at the far corner. Most of the storefront is protected by a green and white striped canopy, drooping in places with snow.

The dog rounds the corner of the store and peeks around at Baekhyun, disappearing when his human is close again. Baekhyun hears a delighted “hey, you!” and curiously follows Chen.

His dog is wriggling in the loose hold of a man sitting against the brick building in a crouch, turning his head left and right to try and escape the onslaught of dog breath, kisses, and huffy snorts.

“Chen, down!” Baekhyun doesn't sound very authoritative when congested, but Chen finally listens and plants his on the cold cement, tail waving happily and black lips smiling broadly as his hot breath escapes in puffs. “I'm so sorry...”

The man stands, and Baekhyun unconsciously wipes his mouth with his sleeve. His fevered mind is still coherent enough to tell him, he's really cute, then recognize the furry mass beside him as a very big dog.

He's dazed enough that he doesn't understand what the man says, so he repeats himself, with a slightly less wide smile. “Is this your dog?”

“Yes... His name is Chen, and he ran away from home.”