[4:15pm] - Two weeks ago, you and your boyfriend, Johnny, finally moved in together. Two unbelievable weeks of waking up next to and falling asleep in the arms of the boy who owned your heart had come and gone just like that. Indeed, everything was blissful, and you couldn't think of a time when you felt more content and at peace. Though you were at peace, the same sentiment didn't translate throughout your and Johnny's shared abode. To put it simply, one could assume that no one even lived in the apartment, given the total lack of furnishings and personal touches. The minimal decor that you did have scattered about made no sense and had zero cohesiveness. Your apartment resembled a storage unit more than that of a young couple living in the heart of Seoul.
Every wall was barren, overturned boxes served as tables, and your mattress was still on the floor. The meticulously crafted Pinterest board that the two of you had obsessed over before the move long forgotten as the reality of daily life unfolded. Johnny, being an Idol, meant that his schedule was often busy and predetermined. At the same time, you were still adjusting to living in South Korea while actively job hunting. With all wheels spinning at once, purchasing furniture and making your house a home, had yet to see the light of day which you were determined to change today.
"We moved in two weeks ago, and our apartment still looks vacant!" you wryly remarked while scampering over to your boyfriend, Johnny. His long limbs wholly occupying the bean bag chair that currently served as the only seating option. His arms wound around your frame the moment you sat on his lap as yours snaked around his neck.
"Whoa wait, Y/N, do you mean that we're not going for the minimalist half boy's dorm half storage unit look? Shocked, I am shocked," Johnny uttered playfully as he squeezed you tighter, his head tipping back as he erupted with laughter. You adored his laugh and soon found yourself chuckling along with him, which happened to be a very usual occurrence. Once you both caught your breath from the unexpected fit of giggles, you smacked your hand against his arm softly to regain his attention.
"J, there's minimalism, and then there's this," you began, raising one arm and swirling it in the air to emphasize your point before you placed it back around his neck. "We both have some time today, surprisingly, so what do you say we finally get this place looking all snazzy, huh?" you continued, wiggling your eyebrows dramatically, which caused Johnny to reach up and lightly bop your nose.
"Say no more, let's do it! IKEA, here we come," Johnny shouted as you both hurried to get ready for the shopping adventure.
[IN IKEA]
"Johnny Seo, stay the course! One of us has to be the responsible one here, or we'll need a bigger apartment to accommodate all this stuff," you chuckled as Johnny threw yet another stuffed snake into the cart.
"Don't go holding back on me now, Y/N. Go wild! Throw pillows that I'm sure will be just for decoration, coasters that I'll try my best to use, those fancy little soap dishes that no one actually needs, we are getting it all, and then some. Our apartment will be empty no more, " Johnny responded while pulling you closer and placing a delicate kiss to your forehead as you clung to one another in the middle of the aisle.
"I'll never get tired of hearing you say our apartment," you whispered as you gazed at one another with mirroring smiles and erratic heartbeats.
"Oh yeah? In that case, our apartment, our apartment, our apartment," Johnny whispered before leaning in and placing a peck to your lips.
As you and Johnny embraced in the center of Ikea with a shopping cart packed with a little of everything, your heart thudded against your rib cage. For soon, those items would be in the apartment that you got to share with Johnny. The apartment that would always be the first significant element that you two shared. The apartment that would see you two create new memories: the apartment that you two called, home.
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