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i tried not to let my excitement get the best of me while we were inside and accidentally scream so loud we get kicked out. it had always been my dream to come to hangaram musem.

jimin had paid for the tour for the both of us, even though i told him not to. "this is my treat to you." he says smiling softly at me. "thank you jimin, really." i say, smiling back at him.

i couldn't help the eye smile melt onto my face. jimin chuckled and slid his hand into mine and i could feel my face turning red as he did.

the tour was a listening tour where you were guided by a recorded podcast. i downloaded the code onto my phone and handed out my right airpod out to jimin who took it graciously.

we listened to all the things the podcast had to say about the paintings or sculptures that were displayed beautifully and matched the aesthetics of the museum. jimin would always tug me like a little kid with a stupid grin on his face.

i couldnt help but smile at him. i've always begged mom to take me here when i was younger but she passed too early to be able to take me.

i grip jimin's hand lightly as the podcast explains how the artist that made the painting in front of us was a part of the modern art era.

never would i have imagined actually coming here. never would i have imagined coming here with jimin. never would i have imagined bumping into yoon jeonghan here.

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