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[ 10.17.20 | 20:20:57 ]
Seokjin rips his mask away from his face, the ribbon's knot catching harshly on his ear. The edges of the intricately beaded filigree had begun digging into the skin around his cheekbones and eyes, which only added to his frustration as the hands on the clock struck closer to midnight. He still had not been able to locate the ever-elusive Dionysus.
And then, the bathroom door opens and closes quietly. Seokjin almost misses it if he hadn't been trained to hear even the faintest hitch of a breath. That single 'click' of the lock overpowers the space more than the large orchestra could in the ballroom downstairs. Seokjin's body stills as he watches Namjoon's reflection appear right behind him, the white lace no longer present to dull out the knives shooting right at him with a single gaze.
"You lied to me, Seokjin."
OR The masquerade assassin AU