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Jisung huffed as he scanned through the variety of boxes in the floor of him and minho's attic, he was in hope of finding dori's old table so they didn't need to purchase a new one.

He read the lebelling on the boxes before throwing in to a side or gently putting it back, he was already exhausted so in hopes of taking a well deserved break he dropped to the floor.

He looked around lazily, "why are there so-"

He stopped mid-sentence when he spotted a smaller looking box under an old book shelf, it didn't look like it was thrown there - more like gently kept.

He crawled over to where the box sat and pulled it out from it's hiding place and cradling it.

He wiped the top of the box and looked at top for a while trying to figure out when he'd put or if minho had put a box under there.

Just as he was about to open it Minho called him down so he put it back down and left.
Promising himself that he'll come back for the little box.

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