The morning sun shone on the farm land. The farmers that joined Ha Joon and worked the whole night were sleeping on the field.
Some had fallen asleep inside the machines, some on the ground; even the Prime minister Ha Joon slept on the sack of sands they had set to the side.
Mordred was also asleep inside one of the buildings, her back resting on the bags with her legs crossed while she was sat.
On the other hand…
Yukio knelt beside Ha Joon's sleeping body, her hands cupping her cheeks as she regarded him fondly.
She gently swept his hair to the side with her fingers, a small smile on her face as she admired him.
"You've been working all night, you must be really exhausted." She said, her hand patting his head.
Yukio kept at it, rubbing his hair in an attempt to shower him with her affection, when she then noticed his soft succulent lips.
