Seung approaches the guitar. He stares at it, finding it strange somehow. He pokes at it slowly with his paw, before it falls into the hole in the middle by accident. He yelps, gaining the attention of those closest to him.

“No treats for you there,” teases Jae, patting the dog’s head, causing Dowoon to squint at him.

“It doesn’t seem as though he got hurt,” observes Brian.

“You silly bubble,” laughs Wonpil, carefully freeing the paw from the sound hole. “At least you didn’t get your head stuck in there.”

Sungjin looks at Seung closely, the ends of his mouth twitching upwards.

“I was merely taking out the strings for Jae to replace them with new ones,” he explains with a raised brow. “Don’t be so impatient now to learn music.”

He emanates a low growl before the leader’s face.

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