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The rest of the drive was for the most of it, uneventful.
Evan had unofficially gained complete control of the aux cord, seemingly taking full advantage of curling up in his seat and relaxing for the rest of the drive.
They managed to make it to Indiana around 11:30pm, having stopped at a couple for gas stations to refuel and have a restroom break. Evan regained control of the wheel on the last stretch of the journey, Min-jun deciding to take a nap of her own once she'd altered the passenger seat to her liking.
Once he input the code into the machine and waited until the underground garage door had shut fully, Evan reversed into one of their allocated slots. They had requested two slots so that they wouldn't have to worry about Min-jun's bike being wrecked or stolen when she wasn't driving it shoul she park it outside, and thankfully the owner's agreed to it, even offering them a slot with a raised metal bar in the concrete that had enough of a gap so that they could loop a chain through it should they want that extra security.
He shook Min-jun awake, stuffing his things into his pockets and exiting the jeep once she was roused enough to garner where she was, dropping the keys into her lap so she could lock it up once she gathered her stuff.
Evan opened the boot and grabbed all of his bags, a hiker's backpack and large gym bag, then started making his way to the elevator. He could hear Min-jun clambering behind him, managing to slid into the enclosed space just as the doors were closing.
They grumbled about achy limbs and misaligned sleep schedules as they waited for the elevator to reach their floor. Once they shuffle to their front door, and manage to shove the key into the lock and actually open the door, they promptly dump their bags by the boxes, and only just made it to the ratty couch that was left behind from the old owner in their new home and passed out.
The next day when the two eventually regained consciousness, Min-jun was the first to actually rise from their makeshift bed. She squinted as the strong rays of sunlight bared into the room. Rising on wobbly legs, she pattered to the window and blindly groped around for the blinds, only to realize that there wasn't any and that they were most likely still in their box.
Evan stayed where he was, curled up in a slight cocoon with an arm thrown over his eyes. Min-jun noticed that at some point during the night he'd taken off the flannel shirt he was wearing on the drive down, and it was mainly warm in the apartment since Indiana was going through a slight heat wave at the moment. She swiped the flannel off the floor and held it in her hand as she dug through her bags for loose clothing.
She chose a thin cotton white singlet, tucked into a short pair of denim blue shorts, not wanting to overheat herself. After slipping on the flannel and letting rest around her elbows, she decided to forgo wearing socks for now and shoved a pair into her pocket, and made her way to the kitchen.
It was connected to the front room that thankfully had the blinds still there from the previous owner, so she twirled the wand until the blind was closed enough to let enough light through without being overwhelming.
Once her eyes adjusted to the lighting, she flipped on the kettle and waited for it to boil while she rooted around in one of the food bags for some breakfast. While they did have a mini fridge for some basic things like milk and small ready meals to tide them over, they decided to do a small bulk buy on non-perishable food like breakfast bars and the occasional canned item, until they were ready to do an actual big shop when they were more organised.
As she chewed on a strawberry and cream cake bar, she set aside two mugs and filled them with a dash of instant coffee, adding some honey to her's while adding a stick a cinnamon to Evan's. He'd learnt that during WW2 soldier's would substitute sugar with cinnamon when their rations were low, and found that he actually preferred it that way, so Min-jun made sure to carry some cinnamon sticks or powder with her, even though it's been mentioned that it's not quite the same as a stick, just to keep Evan happy.
Once she poured in the hot water and was mixing the two cups respective contents together, Min-jun was about to turn around to the mini fridge when she felt an arm wrap around her as a warm body pressed up behind her, the other arm holding up the milk carton.
The pinkette patted Evan's head from were it was buried into her shoulder as she grabbed the milk and poured it into the cups. She quickly rose Evan's mug and gently shoved it into his waiting hand, smiling at his low hum when he finally got his coffee.
"Morning sleepy head." she hummed, taking a sip of her own coffee as Evan did the same.
"What time is it?" he husks, eyes still closed.
Min-jun turns to look at the clock hung on the wall leading to the rest of the apartment. "It's just over 9 o'clock."
Evan's face screwed up as his eyes finally opened. Both of them were natural early risers, the latest they would normally wake up would be 8:30, so that fact that they had managed to sleep much longer over their natural rising time was surprising in itself.
Evan grumbled into his cinnamon coffee as he de-tangled himself from Min-jun's back and pattered back to the couch. While the couch wasn't in the best condition and could do with a deep clean, the two agreed to continue using the couch until they couldn't. The rest of their furniture was due to arrive in the next few coming days since they'd decided to order multiple storage items as well as Min-jun's bed-frame from IKEA's website, and they would buy other items in store at a later date.
Of course they would have to travel to the storage unit to pick up Min-jun's bike as well as the other item's they had stored there like their bed-frames and more bulkier item's that they didn't have time to try and get into the apartment.
As Evan sat down on the couch, crossing his legs underneath him and cradling the mug in his hands, Min-jun sat on the edge of the counter. It was slightly uncomfortable thanks to the low cabinet's and the fact that she would need to clean where she was sitting once she got down, but since they didn't have any actual chairs yet this would have to do.
"What do you wanna do?" Min-jun, looking at Evan over the rim of her own mug.
Evan sniffed as he answered, "We should probably clear out the storage unit today, or at least get the clunkier items in here so that we can get to the other item's easier later."
Min-jun nodded and placed down her mug and slid the pair of sock's out from her pocket. The two talked about what item's would be the priority for the day, such as Min-jun's bike and their bed-frames, and what item's they would bring over the next coming day's. Evan had crawled over to his bag's and was searching through them to see what he wanted to wear that day, while Min-jun went around the corner to the bathroom to freshen herself up after she'd wiped down and sanitized
Once she brushed her hair into a loose braid, applied some basic makeup, and button up most of the button's of Evan's flannel, Min-jun left the bathroom and back to the living room to gather her shoes. Evan had decided to wear a grey t-shirt and some black jean's, and was currently running his fingers through his hair to get rid of any knot's that had formed overnight and during the drive over.
Evan decided to bring a few snacks with them along with a few bottles of water and shoved them in a small backpack while Min-jun gathered her bike gear. While in Hershey she would sometimes just wear her jacket along with her helmet and gloves, she wasn't familiar with the other driver's or road regulation's of Indiana, so she decided not to risk it and bring everything just in case.
They went back down the elevator to the garage, Evan carrying the small backpack and Min-jun's Kevlar trouser's, and Min-jun carrying her jacket and helmet. Once they placed the gear in the middle seat's and the snacks in the foothold of the passengers seat, the two made their way to the storage unit.
They arrived after 30 minutes, and Evan parked the Jeep with the back facing the roller door just slightly off to the side, leaving enough space for the two to be able to move stuff out of the unit.
Once the door was rolled up, Min-jun approached her bike with a grin. She removed the bright yellow bike-cover, thankful that she'd put it on based on the layer of dust visible on the yellow protective plastic. Once it was removed, she stepped back and jumped on the balls of her feet.
It was a gorgeous Harvey Davidson, with a pink base and studded black leather. She remembers how ecstatic her dad was when she'd sent over an image of her bike in her first email to him. She'd managed to buy the bike second hand from an older woman selling her grandmother's stuff for a comfortable $4,580, although back then it did take out a small sizable chunk of her money. She'd managed to get the same cleaning products that the previous owner had used, and managed to revive the metal to it's current glistening sheen. Of course it was due a clean thanks to it being sat in a storage unit for a couple months but that was to be expected.
*Just gonna sliiiiiide this in here :)
She stroked the handlebars lovingly as she took in the sight that was her motorcycle. Evan chuffed behind her, picking up a box labelled as 'EVANS CHINA'. Even though the Buckley's had ceased from trying to get his china/glassware, the two decided to still label the box with Evan's name just for a laugh and one final farewell to Margaret and Phillip.
"You alright there M-J?" Evan smirked, placing the box on the floor so that he could move Min-jun's gear and drop the middle seats so they could fit in more item's.
"A girl can't appreciate her baby?" Min-jun smirked back, tapping the blonde on his ass when he walked past. The blonde laughed as he went to pick up another box while Min-jun pushed down on the kickstand and started to guide the Harvey Davidson out of the storage unit.
Once she redid the stand and layered her gear across the seat, Min-jun grabbed the other end of the disassembled table and helped him lift it into the Jeep
They decided to take a break when they managed to successfully get the rest of the table, the chairs, some storage item's for Min-jun's filming equipment, and childhood/personal items Min-jun had brought over from Korea that she didn't want to leave at the apartment until they'd officially move in.
In the bag, Evan had grabbed some Beef Jerky, some Trail mix, and a couple of pack's of Lunchables. It wasn't the meal of champions, but it would tide them over until they got home and set up their kitchen.
They chatted about whether or not they should add in any more item's or just leave it there for the day, when and older man sauntered up to them. He had long wispy white hair with and equally long beard that sat upon a well rounded bear belly that was shaped by the grey t-shirt a well worn denim blue sleeveless jacket. His brows were furrowed, and were bushy enough to cover his eyes.
He gestured to Min-jun's Harvey Davidson with a stony look. "This your bike?" he asked gruffly.
Min-jun shifted closer to Evan before answering nervously, "Yes sir."
He nodded and lent down, almost as he wanted a closer look at the logo, "You know the model?"
Min-jun cleared her throat, "It's a um, 2001 Fat-boy."
The man nodded as he rose from his position. "You take care of this you self?"
At Min-jun's nod and Evan's slow growing glare, the man gave the two a barely there smile.
"It's a beautiful bike Little Lady," He reaches into his pocket and hands them a bike decal along with a card. "You ever get into any grief, just text that number and you'll be sorted out."
Min-jun took it wearily, eyeing the flaming motorcycle sticker in her hand. The breaded man gave the two one last nod, patted the seat of Min-jun's bike before walking away.
"What do you think that was about?" Evan plucked the black card from Min-jun's hand, eyeing the text printed on it.
"I'm not sure."
Evan hummed before taking the decal from Min-jun's hand and slid the two item's into the front pocket of the backpack in his lap.
"Let's head back now. We can look it up when we get home."
Min-jun agreed and gave her leftover's to Evan before standing up and made her way to her bike, sliding on her gear and strapping on her helmet just as Evan closed the driver's door shut.
Once she made sure that the lock's on the unit were secured, she nodded at Evan's side mirror, pressing down on her kickstand and starting her ignition when he started driving away. Min-jun followed behind quickly, the soothing rumble of her engine purring through her whole body.
A/N: so, this one took a while to post, sorry about that.I actually was dealing with the before and aftermath of receiving my College grades from my 1st year, of which I failed two out of three of my courses. So I've had to change my primary course to ironically the course I ended up choosing to fill up my schedule. And have to resit my Maths GCSE for the 3rd fricking time, because i got disqualified from my 2nd try because of my phone in my back pocket, and that's lead into this whole impromptu meeting with the student support team at my college, and now I'm due to do a whole bunch of tests for extra thing's I'll need during my now two extra years for my Diploma.
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