"EXACTLY," Tae shouts.
I'm swept up into the tornado of ridiculous ideas - secret compartments for ramen packs, a projector for anime nights on the wall, a fog machine for no good reason.
Yoongi hyung and Joon hyung pretend to fight it, but they're already taking notes, probably scheduling a meeting with a contractor.
Kook's room is cool, cozy, brilliant.
The curved windows, the moody hues, the darker railings outside his balcony - it's like the house made a little gaming cave just for him.
And when he brings up his studio, I expect more madness. But instead, there's something quiet in his tone.
"I'm gonna design it the way I always dreamed," he says softly, leading us across the hall.
The empty studio room is massive.
Blank walls. Sound panels already up. Outlets everywhere. Potential in every corner.
I blink in awe. "This is... perfect."
"We'll do dual monitors here," he says.
"LED strips along that side. And this corner?" He turns to me, grinning.
"That's where you're gonna nap while I stream."
I laugh and kiss his cheek without thinking, heart warm.
He beams.
And I hug him, letting myself be pulled into that little cocoon of love and chaos.
At the side we could hear Joon hyung and Yoongi hyung start bickering over wire placements.
"The contractors are gonna hate us," Yoongi hyung mutters.
"They'll weep," Joon hyung agrees solemnly.
And just when I think we've hit peak planning chaos, I hear the voice I know too well.
"Ladies, gentlemen, and gorgeous people of taste-"
Hobi hyung.
Dramatic. Loud. Glorious.
I smile instantly and make my way down the hallway to the far end-to the empty studio now claimed as his own.
The second I step into the room, my breath catches.
It's him.
In room form.
A skylight above that floods the space with soft light.
One entire wall made of glass that opens to a narrow balcony - the Studio Balcony, they called it on the blueprint.
It's not big, but it's alive.
And so is he.
Y/N noona and Jin hyung are next to him, laughing, spread out over mood boards and digital mock-ups.
There's a sketch of a floating shelf arrangement shaped like a heartbeat.
Another with mirror tiles and mounted camera rigs.
This is his sanctuary.
Hobi hyung sees me in the doorway and beams, eyes sparkling as he rushes over and pulls me into a dance.
"No escaping the sunshine now!" he sings, twirling me once.
Y/N noona kisses my temple. Jin hyung pecks my cheek. I'm dizzy with love.
And then Hobi hyung says it.
"When you move in, Minnie, we'll design your studio too!"
I freeze.
The laughter around me fades, like someone slowly turning down the volume.
I blink. "My... studio?"
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