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he wouldn’t call himself settled in just yet. there remain some mismatched brown boxes stuffed under jinwook’s bed, full of summer clothes that didn’t fit in wardrobe drawers, or miscellany that found no home on already-cluttered desktops. a lack of physical space is to be expected when thirteen men share four bedrooms. a lack of privacy follows naturally.

there are benefits to keeping close quarters, though. the ultimate tradeoff, of course, being that every resident who lives here is debuting together. the beginnings of a new family are forming here. jinwook has never much kept to himself, anyway. in his few months spent living alone last winter, he was often miserably craving for more life around the apartment. despite the chaos of everyone settling in at once, he enjoys the energy of their makeshift community. as he works to build bonds with newer teammates, he finds strength in the comfort of his long-lasting ones —

especially in quieter moments like these, when jinwook pops into seungcheol’s room and settles comfortably on the bed, observing for a minute without comment. “do you need any help with that?” he nods to the open box in front of seungcheol. “i ended up shoving a lot of stuff under my bed to store for later.” a slight frown tilts his lips as jinwook appraises the bedroom. “there’s not too much wall space left for decorations, with the bunk beds and all...”

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*inhales*