The trees swept by the window as Eivind drove just the same as they had done a hundred times before, and yet today Blue couldn't seem to take his eyes from the blurry shades of brown and green. Eivind was intent on giving Blue another surprise, and while the last one had worked out tremendously in his favor and he expected this one to be no different, it was harder now to drum up excitement for whatever Eivind had hidden away in the woods. He fingered the engagement ring on his hand, slowly twirling it around his long, thin digit. Lips tentatively parted as though Blue had finally found words to give to his mate, but nothing escaped him other than a soft hush of breath. After an extended exhale, Blue closed his mouth again, perhaps deciding against his words, perhaps realizing he didn't have much to say after all. The only thing on his mind was Lofgren and the plan he had cooked up with Sig and Stellan. The plan his future husband was to know nothing about. It felt unnatural to be keeping secrets from Eivind, and all Blue wanted to do was crawl into his mate's lap and confess everything. But he couldn't. He wouldn't. Eivind would never agree to putting his future husband into such a dangerous situation, but Blue didn't see another way and they couldn't run forever.<br/><br/>It was easy to recognize where his lover had taken him; the memory of following bread crumbs all the way to open green space with Eivind down on one knee was seared into Blue's mind. A small smile twitched at his lips. It was difficult to dwell in his gloominess here. He smirked as Eivind slipped a key into his hand, instructing him to follow the path up the hillside like he had done before. "What have you locked up this time?" he chuckled, but Eivind refused to say, and Blue had no other choice but to follow his fiance's instructions.<br/><br/>Blue could see the top of the parked camper before cresting the hill. He looked over his shoulder at his mate, who was following him close, easing him forward. "What is this?" A rhetorical question, but the words were coming back to him now. Spindly legs carried Blue the rest of the way, fingers outstretched as he rushed to brush his hand against the smooth wooden paneling on the side of the camper. "It's pretty," he whispered, dragging his fingertips along wall as he made his way to door, slipping the key into the lock and swinging the door open, inviting himself to explore.<br/><br/>The interior was all cleaned up: new appliances, fresh upholstery on the sofa and chairs, and clean sheets on the bed, looking crisp and in need of a good bit of activity. The young man seemed slow to take it all in, running his fingers over everything as if he needed to feel each and every inch to see. There was something about the way everything seemed to fit together that screamed Eivind, and now Blue understood why Eivind had been taking<i>extra</i>time at "work" as of late. There was personality here, subtle though it was, but Blue knew it wasn't enough. Eivind would want him to add his own unique flair to their new home away from home.<br/><br/>"Vin..." Blue said, sniffing loudly. He felt his eyes begin to burn. "I love it." It made perfect sense, the trailer. They couldn't go home, so Eivind found a home that could go with them. Sig's idea to run seemed perfectly doable now, and for a brief moment Blue considered telling Eivind to just<i>drive</i>.<br/><br/>"Sig and Stellan... they can stay in here with us too, right?" he inquired, turning on his mate as he hurriedly wiped at his eyes. Wherever he and Eivind went, Blue wanted Sig and his mate right next to them.<br/><br/>"Vin, where exactly did you get the money for this? I--I thought I had burned through your savings."