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Mingyu thought home was eating his mom’s home-cooked meals, trying his father’s newly bought appliance for cleaning,
Minghao thought home was jumping on a plane, leaving for China to enjoy the scenery he’s missed for years,
But home was walking hand in hand under the skies of Seoul; hands keeping them warm with hands holding their cameras filled with unforgettable moments,
Home was silently knowing what the other is thinking, allowing them to be enveloped in his arms, with feet soaked in the water, head leaning on his shoulder,
Home was him saying the right words, it will be alright, i am here for you,
Home was him showing unconditional love and how love would stick through thick and thin.
Home was them being there for each other, no matter what comes next, fitting the puzzle pieces despite their differences,
Home was the warmth in Mingyu’s touch, and home was Minghao’s head leaning in his chest,
Home is wherever one would be, no distance could ever get in between.