Seoha's POV
Taesan leans on me as we make our way through Hwangyeon.
Led by a guard, we make our way out of the building to join the group of people sitting at a round table outside.
"This place feels like it's stuck in time" I say with a shy whisper, and Taesan nods.
His eyes are narrowed and they're mapping out the whole place.
Hwangyeon feels like a private child born out of the mixing together of a town and a city.
"It does, doesn't it?" I ask Taesan, tugging on his arm to pull him out of his restless monitoring.
My mountain tiger is tense and is slowly taking his protective form.
"Do you like places like this?" he asks and I crane my neck to look at him.
"Yes, this place is really cute" I say, waiting for Taesan to get down from the last step.
"Then I'll build one for you" he says and I shake my head in refusal.
"I don't want this. I just want you, me and our pups…and Mountain Atelier" I say, and at the mention of Mountain Atelier, Taesan's face drops.
