[ the sound of someone opening the door immediately has juno turning around on his bare heel, backing up and bumping into the small dresser painfully, already reaching for his gun, which is haphazardly tossed onto it. but what he sees is probably even worse than your run of the mill house invader.

because it's connor.

words dying on his lips as he sort of... stops? freezes? halts completely in the middle of juno's bedroom door. his fingers flex a little out of shock as he leaves his gun on the dresser and calls him. ] Uh... Connor?

[ a beat. nothing. he takes a step forward, pulling his shirt closed with one hand. ]

What the hell!? Connor - [ snapping his fingers a little to see if he can get him to blink for him, to focus on the source of the sound. did he break him? is he okay? he swears he did nothing, he was just fucking getting undressed, this had absolutely nothing to do with him.

until connor suddenly jerks back to "life" as it were, voice stammering and glitching awkwardly before smoothing out in a way that makes juno realize that he's... probably a little less clothed than he should be for your average conversation. still.

hold your ground right?

even in your lace. ]

Uh yeah. Usually knocking's a pretty great idea before you just sort of. [ gesturing at the door ] Waltz yourself right in here while a lady's undressing. [ joking, mostly, a half laugh as he tries to diffuse his slight embarrassment at being so caught off guard. ] No flowers? No wine? This view isn't free.