Joon sits by the entrance. It takes a few minutes before the boy notices him.

“Hey there,” says Wonpil with a small smile. “Have you been waiting for me?”

The Shiba Inu tilts his head sideways, watching him with a smiley face. However, it would seem as though he has no plans to move toward him. That is a pity as Wonpil did plan to remain in bed a little longer.

“Joon, come here,” says Wonpil, offering a hand at the side of the bed.

The dog does, giving him a before pulling him by the sleeve.

“Excuse me, I would like to remain in bed,” declares Wonpil, but he gives up when he notes Joon’s persistence.

Yet the boy can be equally witty, trapping the dog into a comfortable hug, his back lying on the cold floor. A compromise.

“Let’s pretend we’re in the fields, okay?” asks Wonpil absent-mindedly with a yawn. “Bark at the clouds that you like.”

The two will remain at peace until Jae enters clumsily an hour later for mistaking the room as the dining room.

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