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The studio lights hum a relentless, sterile tune, bleaching colour from the cluttered worktops. Steam coils from a furious pot, mixing with the acrid sting of scorched garlic and the distant, rolling thunder of JJ's laughter. A timer ticks down, a mechanical heartbeat syncing with the frantic pulse in your own chest. Amid the storm of flying flour and spattering oil, Harry moves like a clumsy guardian. His shoulder brushes yours as he gropes for the salt—a fleeting, grounding touch. His hand, warm and sure, finds the nape of your neck the moment JJ vanishes towards the toilets. The cacophony dulls for a single breath as he leans close, his voice a low, soft murmur against the din: "We've got ten minutes left on this round, then we'll break for lunch, yeah? We can slip outside for a bit.…