It was crazy how fast the days were going; one moment Winter was in mid-November and now it was the 2nd of December. She shook her head, as if grasping back onto reality. Her days with Jihae had been so enjoyable that she couldn't keep track of time. The only time she realised a day had passed was when he left for work, the loneliness grasping onto her as she sat mostly alone in the house. The others had picked up on this occurring thing but the small black rabbit avoided any interaction with them. It had come to a point where Winter would injure herself just to get away, falling from the couch several times when Heejung had tried to comfort her. Jiwoo and the two cats were generous in leaving her be; the cats didn't care much about her whereas Jiwoo studied her from afar, as if noting her actions down. Winter had even overheard Heejung expressing her worries about this to Jihae the night before when he got in late from work. It was clear Heejung had no idea how little Winter slept, she was probably more sleep deprived than Heejung was herself. At the thought of sleep Winter shivered; she had been having nightmares every time she fell asleep. It was coming to a point where Winter was afraid of sleeping, Jihae picking up on this after she had passed out for the third time in his company. Jihae had questioned why she feared it, he didn't even hide his worry as he asked but Winter didn't have the heart to tell him.
"It is best left unknown, it is not worth worrying about" she had told him several times, trying to reassure him but each time she said those words it only seemed to worsen his worry.

Her eyes fell onto Jihae as he walked into sight, pushing his ears into his hat as he set it on his head. She knew he was heading to work this afternoon, it was as if the poor man never had a day off. Jihae glanced down at her, as if trying to answer a question in his head.
"Do you want to join me?" he asked aloud and Winters ears lifted. Ever since her trip to the park with Jihae he had tried his best to take her out a few times.
"It's going to be a long shoot, apparently the earliest we'll finish is 9pm" Jihae added when he noticed her interest but Winter eagerly nodded at the chance, a smile on her face. It felt good to get out the house again, especially with Jihae. As much as she tried not to get connected to the man she couldn't help but get closer and closer to him, as if an unknown force was pulling them together. She couldn't compare him to anyone she had ever met in her life before, he was so unique and different it almost worried her. Her thoughts drifted as people commented on Jihae as he walked through the city, carrying the basket with the black rabbit in. Some had witnessed the sight before and smiled at the pair while others had not and blankly stared at the duo.

They reached the building where Jieun and Winter had last visited to see Jihae. He walked in, a fixed expression on his face as he walked to the reception desk.
"Good afternoon, Mr Hai is waiting for you in Room A2" the woman at the desk greeted, eyeing the man up in lust. Winter was surprised at the lack of response from Jihae; he didn't smile, nod or look annoyed, he simply turned and walked down the hallway. He entered the room two doors down to the left, being extra careful not to bang Winters basket in the process of passing through the door.
"Ahh right on time like always!" a male voice called and Winter looked in the direction of the voice noticing it was the same man as before. He noticed the basket and his smile widened even more.
"Ohh why hello there again" he cooed, walking towards the pair to look down into the basket. Winter looked up at him with large eyes.
"I hope you do not mind me bringing her today. She's well behaved so she won't cause any problems while we shoot" Jihae spoke with a flat tone, getting straight to the point. Winter assumed the man was Mr Hai as he looked back up to Jihae.
"No no it's perfectly fine" he assured, pointing to a table.
"You can put her over there once you're all prepped and ready. Your clothing is ready for you and I'll call one of the girls in once you're dressed for make-up" Mr Hai seriously said, getting to business. Jihae nodded once to the man before walking to the other side of the room, entering a door.

Winter held in a gasp as they entered the room; rows and rows of clothes were hung up to the right while a large, long table and a few luxury chairs were to the left in front of a large mirror. One clothes rack was pulled out, Jihae's name labelled to the top of it. He set the basket onto the table, wandering over to look at the clothes.
"You're safe to talk in here" he lowly said, grabbing the clothing and eyeing them up.
"I searched the place for cameras and stuff on my first day here" he explained and Winter sighed in relief.
"It's quite a nice place they have here" she noted, looking around with her ears raised. She had only seen this many clothes in luxury homes when she was attending to business in her world. She carefully got herself out of the basket, looking into the mirror with a somewhat disgusted look at herself. She turned her eyes away noticing Jihae looking at her intently.
"Well at least my clothing isn't too bad today" Jihae said, turning his eyes away from her. Winter smiled at him, imagining them trying to get him into more revealing clothing. She couldn't blame them though, he was extremely attractive to the human eye… heck he was attractive to the animal eye too as long as they didn't know his story.
"I hope you don't intend to watch me as I change" Jihae joked and Winter felt a blush creep onto her face, turning her eyes to her front paws.
"I'll spare you this time" she joked back, noticing pictures to the left of the long mirror. She slowly moved herself over to view them, the pictures having both men and women she didn't recognise. She noticed one person though; Jihae was to one side of the collection, as if he was recently added to the collection. Shuffling was heard behind her but Winter was kind enough to respect his privacy, keeping her eyes on the photos. In Jihae's picture he was staring right at the camera, his face stern and focused. His eyes were dull though, no emotion showing on them. It felt odd; Winter was so used to him displaying some sort of emotion it was strange to see.
"Quite a collection, colleagues I'm assuming?" Winter asked once most of the shuffling had stopped and a hum was heard next to her making her jump slightly.
"I've never met them" Jihae honestly said,
"I requested to do my shoots alone. Once or twice I have seen one of them exit the building after their shift but besides from that I don't see them" Jihae explained and Winter frowned, wondering why he chose to do it alone. Jihae hit something to the left of her, a button, and he placed a hand on her back.
"I've called the make-up artist, she'll be here in a few minutes" Jihae told her and Winter looked up at him, her ears lowering slightly. He had dressed himself in soft blue clothing, historic high class clothing she guessed. She didn't ask why that theme, she doubted Jihae cared to know.

Winter closed her eyes for a moment, she knew she had to be silent now; she couldn't risk being overheard as the make-up artist approached the room. Jihae took the nearby seat, peering into the mirror for a moment before looking down at her.
"Come, let me hold you for a while. The woman is very obsessed with 'adorable animals' and will more than likely try to pet you" Jihae requested, his hand pulling away from her back. He held out both hands, waiting to see if she accepted the offering. Winters eyes softened, glad and thankful that he understood she disliked being touched. She approached him and Jihae carefully wrapped his fingers around her, lifting her to his chest. His embrace was warm and comforting, she had been held this way a few times before when Jieun or Heejung had been persistent with interacting with her. She rested her head on his chest, glancing in the mirror to see Jihae looking down at her with a small smile on his face. Winter lightly sighed without knowing so, closing her eyes. She hoped the make-up artist wouldn't be too long; she didn't want to fall asleep no matter how secure she felt in his arms.

Her small hope was granted just in time as the woman entered the room five minutes later, the crashing of her bag onto the table startling Winter out of her small doze. Winter took note of how little Jihae tried to communicate back with the 30 year old woman, his frustration never showing as the woman continued to talk to them as she worked. The woman was pretty; small round face, pouting red lips, long red hair and intense hazel eyes. Winter couldn't understand how Jihae could simply dismiss her; most if not all his attention was on her. The woman had fussed Winter once, her voice high pitched as if talking to a baby and Winter inched closer to Jihae to avoid her touch as much as possible. The make-up took around half an hour, Winter was surprise how long it took considering she put so little on Jihae's face. Jihae was polite in thanking her once she was done, wordlessly putting Winter into the basket to carry her out. The pair left the room, the make-up artist left in the room to clean up. The photographer grinned, his eyes bright as he looked at Jihae.
"You look wonderful" he noted and Jihae remained silent, putting the basket on the table near Mr. Hai. The man grinned, glad to be accompanied by Winter.
"You should count yourself lucky, many people have asked to see Jihae in action but none have been lucky to besides me and that young lad that comes" Mr. Hai loudly spoke as he looked down at her, laughing at his own joke as Jihae left her side and went to the throne in front of the camera.
"Ah straight to work like usual, wish every model was like you" the man continued on, turning his attention to the camera as he looked through the lens.

Winter could see why the photographer enjoyed shooting Jihae; he worked perfectly and followed every direction without fault. Nothing was ever too much for Jihae and Winter found it extremely hard to take her eyes off him. Some people might consider someone changing positions for an hour or so extremely boring but Winter actually found it interesting and being able to see Jihae working and the shots taken on the screen nearby was a pleasure. She found herself enjoying herself, the room wasn't loud and knowing Jihae was nearby it made her comfortable. She wasn't certain how much time had passed but the mention of her caught her attention.
"I've never seen an animal behave so well before. Huh, if my dog acted that way I'd probably get a good price on him" the photographer stated, a laugh escaping his lips. Jihae didn't smile at his joke but simply nodded his head, indicating he was listening to him still.
"Say I don't suppose you'd be interested in selling her? I have a seven year old daughter who would love a rabbit" he continued on, stepping away from the camera for a moment to look down at Winter. Jihae wandered over to stand beside him, looking down at her too.
"I'm afraid not, she's still not fully recovered anyway" Jihae politely answered, smiling down at Winter as he held his hands out to pick her up out of the basket. Winter accepted him, the tall man holding her close as he showed the photographer her leg.
"My gosh, whatever happened to her?" he asked his Jihae shrugged.
"I do not know, a friend found her a few weeks back so we've been helping her get better" Jihae honestly said and the photographer looked sad for a moment.
"Well I'm glad she's fallen into good hands then, say would you have a few photos done with her? I'll pay extra" he said, his eyes sparkling at the thought of him agreeing. Jihae looked down at Winter, silently asking her for her opinion. She discretely nodded; to the human eye she was just a rabbit anyway.
"Does the leg not bother you?" Jihae asked offhandedly and the photographer grinned.
"When you hold her you can hardly see" he said, his grin never leaving. Jihae shrugged, walking back in front of the camera with Winter in his arms. Winter didn't mind this happening; she had done a similar thing in the past in her own world… back when she was working for them…