#( saem takes over my brain in a way i cannot explain ... luv him

[lgcsaem]

☆ ⸝⸝ 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐍𝐒 , a solo.

"wassup, wassup, wassup!"

echoing throughout a multitude of desolate halls, bare of life and personality in the wake of its new tenants having yet to properly move in, misaki finds himself standing at the threshold— socked feet stand upon freshly polished floors, knees knobby as his body vibrates with excitement, an incredibly wide grin spread across his lips as he barrels into the space that is now his new living quarters. it's all too grand, too exciting, his gaze propelling from one site to another as he peruses each floor.

three.

three floors make up the space in which he and the other boys will call their new, official, home.

misaki can't contain himself.

he'd asked for a key as soon as it'd been possible to, his mind having been made up months ago regarding his place within the team. this was his dream, the very thing he'd been working towards from the moment he'd signed his name across dotted lines once legacy had taken an interest in him. like hell was he going to let it slip through his fingers, cheer uncapped as he looked through common rooms, eyes casting fleeting glances within bedrooms not belonging to him, astonishment growing exponentially the moment his eyes lay upon the second and third floors expanses.

this is more than he could've ever dreamed of.

there's no shortage of boxes, the room he's been assigned to stuffed with personal treasures as far as the eye can see, small misaki hard at work as he goes about situating his belongings. all the while, his company-appointed camera is held safely within his grasp, lens pointed towards his newly ( semi ) organized space, plushies, clothes, and various other knickknacks scatted about as the camera focuses on himself.

"i still have two whole boxes to unpack and put away!" the youngest complains, brows furrowing as his lips downturn into a pout, his gaze flickering across the multitude of items scattered around his appointed space. he's already given his own version of a tour within their new apartment, his elation having since simmered into something far more impatient.

it's easy to forget just how many things you have until it's time to move.

again.

for a moment, misaki simply sits and pouts, expression visible to his company-appointed camera as he decides what he'd like to tackle next. he could be responsible and unpack the next box of cardboard awaiting him, closet still empty enough to hold the number of clothes he knows are still tucked within. the other box awaiting him? plushies galore, all in need of a new home, and yet—

"the sun is due to set soon!"

that's how misaki finds himself spending his late afternoon, smaller body tucked snuggling against the patio couch cushions as the sun slowly falls beneath the horizon, bright sky giving way to inky black as a multitude of stars stain all that his eyes gaze upon.

it's amazing, beautiful, nothing like he's seen before yet everything he's ever known.

"i think i'll finish unpacking tomorrow . . . maybe i'll ask minki hyung for help . . . "

droopy eyes mirror the ways in which his words begin to slur, eyes dropping ever so slightly as the world grows darker, misakis body tired from such a harrowing day. while having energy to boot, misaki has always found moving to be quite the task, but there isn't anywhere the young boy can't make into a home for himself.

tucked snuggly against the cushions of his new homes patio furniture atop the second floor of his groups second-floor apartment, misaki allows himself to fully feel at home. his eyes close, image captured with the remaining camera battery he had, face peaceful as he drifts off, mind ablaze with possibilities for tomorrow.