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Today started out like any other afternoon. Yoona hit the snooze button at least three times before finally raising the white flag and crawling out of bed into the shower – slow as slug. She let the water droplets beat down her face at least thirty minutes until the temperature went south, or north she should say. Once it felt like there were little ice cubes tumbling from above the shower was up and she was finally awake…well, she was alert her environment…thankfully, she didn’t have to make conversation with anyone, or they would be thoroughly disappointed for more than obvious reasons.

She walked around the house with a white towel, snug around her thin body as she traveled back to her room. After what was another half hour, she was changed into a pair of pale blue jeans and a knitted white and black sweater that hung down to her mid-thigh all topped off with a pair of matching sheepskin white boots and her black framed glasses. She even took the time to gel and blow dry her hair so that not one stand of frizz could ruin her image.

You would think someone who was going through such lengths would be headed outside today, maybe to go to a book store or even window shop…but all Yoona had on her mind was sitting at home and enjoying her solitude. She was too drained to go and socialize – she wasn’t able to sleep at all last night not when the image of that man pinning her down so effortlessly kept crossing her mind. She found, however, it was always promptly chased by the image of Junhyung, throwing him aside like the Hulk himself. She could feel her catch her breath when she pictured his eyes staring down into hers… they were so vast, so mysterious….

“Aish…” She shook her head as she scattered her childish day dream once again. What was she, one of the ten year olds on the playground? She knew better than to believe that for whatever reason…someone could be her savor. She wasn’t a princess that needed saving anyhow. However…as a whimper rang throughout the barren house, she did know one little girl who needed any sort of aid. Bounding over to the corner of the living room was the black cage, with a black little mutt howling her lungs away. “Oh, Luna~” Yoona cooed as she picked her little porkie and showered her in sweet kisses. “Do you have to go outside?” She questioned, even though any human with sense wouldn’t have even bother sparking conversation with a dog. She however, would carry it out for the both of them. “I know, I know. Mommy was bad. She should have let you out first. Don’t be mad at me, arasso?” Luna threw all five pounds of herself at Yoona’s face, eager to return the kisses in her own manner. Yoona giggled blissfully as she trotted over to the door and opened it to the outside world, so that her dog could release herself.

What she had expected to see were decaying trees and brown grass…what greeted her outside was something with much more life. He was standing against a withered oak, cloaked in a grey jacket and old denim jeans. His hair, just like yesterday, appeared as if he rolled out of bed and walked out of his house without looking the mirror once. He seemed too oblivious to the world around him, but that was hardly the case. He was staring right at her, as if he was waiting all morning to see her emerge from her house. What a wait that must have been.

Without so much of a hello, or hi, Junhyung sparked a conversation she wasn’t sure she quite ready for. She still hadn’t even had one sip of coffee… “I got a dog. His name is Bandit.”

At the sound of his name, the white and sand brown pit bull came bounding around to the front porch, with would be mistaken as a grin. Now, despite that pleasant expression the creature had plastered on her face, Yoona couldn’t help but lung for Luna and scoop her up into her arms. Her dog, who was not nearly as alarmed as she was about the new comer, begin dousing her face in slobbery kisses. “He’s huge!” Yoona stammered as she kept Luna as high off the ground as she could physically manage. She didn’t want to lose her baby any time soon, nor that did she want to test fate and find out if this dog had a history of being aggressive or not...it was better to be safe than sorry anyhow.

“He is a rescue dog. And relax, this dog wouldn’t harm a fly. Let alone your fuzzball.”

If that wasn’t ‘reassuring’ enough, she surely had no clue what was.

“So how about it?” Junhyung hollered as he pushed himself off the tree bark and held his hand out to her. Yoona had to pry her eyes away from the pitbull, who was still smiling goofily up at her to Junhyung, who was making his way to her porch and his pooch. She could stared at him baffled by what he was even getting at by his inquiry before it came to her like a car smashing through a brick wall.

“You want to go for a walk together?” She couldn’t even believe the words even as they left her own lips. Her, him? Them, a walk? Omo. Her heart rate tripled as he gave a lazy shrug and nodded at her in confirmation. Was this really happening? She couldn’t even grasp what was unfolding around her…it felt like a dream. He really went out and got a dog…because of what she said yesterday? Or was it because of what he said yesterday…. “…Will you walk with me?” His facial expression softened as if he was in tune with her thoughts. He gestured his slim hand towards her once more, just waiting for her to grab it. “My fingers are freezing here.” She couldn’t help but let a small grin captivate her cheeks while she nodded her head. How could she deny this? A goofy kid and his hyperactive….dorky dog. “I’ll get a leash.”

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