You were six years old when thunder and lightning married and birthed the blackout that traumatized you. The cruel laugh of roaring thunder drowned your screams for your mother while the blackout surrounded you with its darkness, only to be mocked once in a while with flashes of the light.

    Now that you're 20 years old, Namjoon is determined to save you from your demons. "Come out from under there." His voice is gentle and soothing, as soft as velvet. 
    In blind panic, you lash out. But he embraces you. "Shh," he says, rocking you back and forth. "It's me."

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