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Taehyung's POV.

"K-Kookie?"

An intake of breath could be heard from the receiving end.

It had been months since I had last called him that. I had always thought that there was a silent rule that had settled between us after Jungkook had distanced himself from me, claiming that there was no nicknames allowed. But in the daze of the moment of him actually answering the phone, I had let the nickname slip out.

"Don't call me that."he snapped.

I could practically see him position his finger over the symbol that ended the call.

"Wait."I exclaimed.

His irritated voice rung through the phone,"What?"

"Please."I pleaded,"Please just listen to me for a second.

He sighed in exasperation.

"Fine."

I can't help the wide grin that splits across my face. He had given me a chance. I was surprised. I didn't expect him to actually agree with me, and I now that he had, I couldn't find what to say.

I wanted to say that I loved him. I missed him. That I would do anything to be in his arms again.

But I can't. I know I can't.

Because he will only ignore or snap at me, and my heart isn't ready for more heartbreak.

So instead, I play on the safe side,"Where are you?"

There was silence from the other end as Jungkook contemplated his answer.

"Somewhere where you aren't there."

I wasn't surprised. I would've been downright shocked if he hadn't uttered at least one insult that was directed at me. However, I am still hurt by his words and I recoiled slightly from the device.

I ignored his words, continuing,"Are you safe there? Have you ate? Did you - "

Jungkook's voice quickly me off, as he drawled,"I'm fine mum."

"Oh."

A lapse of silence covered the conversation.

"Well."he said, clearing his throat,"If that's all, I'm going to hang up. I have better things to do than to talk with you."

I wanted to scream that I love him, and tell him to stay safe but I don't. Instead I stay silent, as he jabbed the end button, the beeps signalling the end of the phone call ringing through the room.

"I love you."

But my whisper is only carried by the wind, weaving into the sound of the city beyond.