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Before answering the phone, you exhale deeply, clearing your throat.

But then Jungkook's soft voice reached your ears like a melody to your favourite song, soothing the state of anxiousness.

"Babygirl, How you feeling?"

"Stop calling me that", you grumbled to earn a chuckle from him.

"Why? does it turn you on?"

"I'm gonna cut the call- You're really not helping me right now"

"Ah no-", he let out a yelp, "I'm sorry. I'll need you to get up and get yourself water"

"I'm too lazy for that. It's fine, I don't need-"

"Please. For me."

There was another moment of silence. And then you found yourself sitting up.

Why did you genuinely care about what he had to say, why did you actually pay attention?

And Jungkook's gleaming bunny smile could be seen through his voice by the way he professed a "thank you" when he heard you grunting in struggle when getting up.

"kay, got my water.", you mentally scowled about losing all the warmth, "happy?"

"yes", he let out a childlike 'heehee' to which you choked after chugging a mouthful of water.

"um honey, what are you chokin on- my dick's right here"

You just hacked more, cheeks bright red.

"Are you okay?"

More coughing, almost wheezing.

"Hey, do I need to jump though the screen in preparations for CPR?"

"Shut up for a second!", you caught your breath in silence, then letting your warm face merge into the cold pillow.

"Are you good, sweetie?", Jungkook's whisper conquered through the speaker, crawling chills on your body as you shudder. A fresh memory of his warm breath squirming on your skin flooded in which you quickly drained down. 

"I'm good. Just, um... choked." 

"yeah, I could very much tell."

There was a tranquil quietness. 

"So.", you broke the silence, "what the heck was that?"

"what the heck was what?"

"That 'heehee', like what- what are you?"

"um...?"

"How can you be daddy one second and baby another. It makes no sense"

There was another sense of noiselessness before a train of giggles broke out.

"Why do you sound so devasted about it?" 

"I- I duno. Was just shook for a sec I guess"

"You're adorable." 

Your resting heart thumped against your ribs, a small unknown smile annihilating. You had never been the type to believe in words, they could never effect you. So, why was this impact taking place now?

"So...", you murmured, "...are you."

"hm?"

"nothin."

"I'm adorable aye?"

crap

 face palming to yourself, you scratch your head, "I mean yeah I guess... You're okay."

"Mhmmmmm little Y/n has secret crushes~"

"Crush? and on you? HA! tell me a better joke than that, mister Jungle book."

"Deny it all you want, honey. You're defo gonna fall for me"

"In your dreams."

"No.", Jungkook mumbled, "In my dreams, there's you falling on your knees for me, not in love."

"Oh my god", you cackled, rolling your eyes, "You dream about me now?"

"Yep", There was a manly yawn caught on the speaker. 

"You should head to sleep. We had a pretty long day."

"hm..."

"Kay then lets cut the call-"

"no, don't cut it.", Jungkook whispered beneath his breath, half sleeping, "I want to sleep... to the sound of your breathing"

He sounded so raspy that you gulped. Given how much you were chomping them down, your lips were likely already bruised by this point. 

There was something in the way he whispered, it made you feel things you had never felt. The intriguing sweetness of his voice that somehow complimented the roughness of his body, it could drive you wild.

A few seconds passed and you heard light, baby-like snoring. You couldn't help but grin, rolling around in bed.

"What an idiot. You forgot to say goodnight.", you sulked whilst staring at the ceiling, "Well goodnight to you, Jungle book." 

You inhaled deeply before closing your eyes, entering your dream world and disregarding all the sorts of things the voices inside your head told you. 

You shouldn't trust him, said one

He's using you, stated another, He'll leave once he's bored

Keep him, told you a gentle whisper, he's a real one

And that's what you liked believing. That's what you'll continue believing.