Jin and June

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Jin set his glass down with a light thud on the countertop. The clink of crystal woke Namjoon, who had been dozing in his chair with a book on his chest.

— He’s not sleeping again?

"I can hear some sad music coming from the third floor," Jin ran his hand over his face. "And the silence... It's frightening."

Namjoon stood up, his broad frame blocking the light from the floor lamp. They moved up the stairs.

Taehyung sat on the floor, leaning against the glass door to the balcony, hugging his knees. His laptop screen glowed dimly in the dim light, revealing an open messenger tab. The last message in the conversation, short and impersonal, hung there like a painful conclusion.

“He didn’t even listen to the voicemails, dad,” Taehyung’s voice was flat and empty, “He just wrote that ‘it doesn’t work’ and disappeared.”

"The world through a screen is a mirage, son. It only gives us shadows of feelings," Namjoon placed his hand on the back of Taehyung's head, and he leaned his head helplessly against his shoulder.

Jin walked over to the laptop, his fingers hovering over the touchpad. His gaze fell on a photo on the desktop—the three of them, last summer, all tanned and laughing. He closed the laptop lid.

"Right now... you need a distraction." Jin exchanged a quick glance with Namjoon. His fingers gently touched Taehyung's chin, causing him to look up. "Come on, kid. Tell us exactly what he promised you..."