this exhibit was decorated like a tiny wooden shack home [example picture above]. it was very cozy looking and looked like many of the furniture was made by scratch. pretty lights, paintings, and cute extra knick knacks where used to decorate the comfy room.
on the wooden table was a journal with song lyrics, a pack list, and a polaroid with the date 941201.
on top of the bed was a guitar and rose petals scattering the bed. hanging on the bag wall was journal entry 13.
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"yugyeom, where do you live?" bambam asked as the two sat together at the abandoned lake.
"actually..." he kicked the water with his feet. "i don't necessarily live in an official address. but i'm not living there anymore anyways. we're moving soon, yea?" he couldn't stop staring at his new boyfriend, thinking of all the great things they'll do with each other once they move to their shared home.
"right, but i just wanted to see where you spent your time before you pack everything up. we could say farewell to it together." bambam felt warm inside feeling yugyeom's loving gaze onto him.
yugyeom stood up and put his shoes back on. "come on." he held his hand for bambam to take it. "i'll show you where it is."
it's only been just a few days since they've been dating, but bambam still has not got used to the idea and feeling of it yet. he slowly took his hand, feeling electricity flow through his body the second he wrapped his fingers around his, feeling his new treasured bracelet jingle around his wrist. when they were only friends, he never got so nervous to just hold his hand. but now, he always gets butterflies holding on to yugyeom. he can't imagine what other intimacies would feel like. he doesn't know if his heart could take it.
regardless, being yugyeom's boyfriend has felt like such a dream. he's been loving every second of it. being best friends is one thing, but having someone in a relationship with, to know you can let your guard down, be yourself, be as close to them as possible, it was truly all that bambam wanted. and he has it in his grasp right in front of him. he wants this to last.
yugyeom arrives them both in the middle of the forrest. bambam tilts his head, seeming lost and a bit scared. "do you sleep in the middle of the woods?" he tried to hide behind yugyeom, afraid something dangerous might pop out of nowhere.
yugyeom chuckled. "well, my house is just around these vines. don't be afraid. it's ok." he walks up to the vines and opens it like curtains. "i'm here to protect you if anything happens."
bambam blushed at his sweet and thoughtful words. he walked through the vines where it lead to a little hidden area to see a little wooden shack decorated with flowers and fairy lights. the walls had many cute spray paintings made by yugyeom. bambam just stared at the entire place in awe. "wow! it's so cool here. i like the atmosphere."
"really? i made everything myself." he sat on the tire swing hanging from the big tree next to the house. "i felt like being expressive in my creativity when it comes to where i live. i needed to save as much money as i could from what i stole from my parents to be able to survive enough without working." he patted the tire for bambam to sit across from him. "between you and me, i might've stolen quite a lot before i ran away from home." yugyeom wink mischievously. "but don't worry. i'm not close to running out soon." he swung the swing for a bit. "i don't eat a lot and i don't have rent to pay, so i've been chilling. most of my money goes towards paint."
bambam nodded in fascination. "wow. i wish i was that crafty. this place is awesome. i wish i got to hang out here earlier. it seems so cozy." he thought of how this is the place yugyeom sleeps every night. bambam starts to turn a bit red thinking of how cute yugyeom must be sleeping soundly.

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