La clé by iamD_and_idontshipiyatch

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26073430 

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Summary:

Removing the alpha’s hand with a glare hiding between his lashes, Seokjin steps back with a mere moue instead of the scowl Jungkook has a hunch would like to come out. “Fine.” The ice coats his voice too, but the thorns of his words seem to itch when they go up his throat. “Door’s right there.”