June

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Namjoon didn't ring, didn't knock, didn't deign to warn. He appeared in the doorway like a ghost, woven from the night's darkness and pouring rain, dripping down the leather sleeve of his jacket.

"Slam the door, or the draft will blow our secrets away," Namjoon's voice was a velvety baritone with a slight hoarseness, but Seokjin acutely felt the tension in this string, foreshadowing a storm. "Or do you just enjoy putting our showdowns on display for everyone to see and hear?"

Seokjin backed away, giving in to the onslaught of the approaching storm. Namjoon tore off his rain-scented jacket, his movements sharp and precise, like the swing of a blade. " It's about her ," Seokjin thought, and somewhere deep inside, a heady cocktail of excitement and primal danger stirred.

"A month! For a whole month you've been dancing around her like a moth around a lamp," Namjoon pressed forward until Seokjin felt the almost scalding breath of his anger. "Your ridiculous memes, your 'accidental' encounters in cafes, your constant hanging out at our house... End this farce! Today!"