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"Hi, y/n."

The name breathes out of his parted lips with such ease. It's like a song dancing it's way from his teeth to my ears.

"Y/n."

Hearing him speak my special name makes an embarrassingly wide smile form on my lips. No matter how much I try to erase my grin, it stays there plastered on my face.

"Y/n?"

I want to hear his angelic voice repeat my name over and over until I drift into sleep. I could just close my eyes and listen...

"Y/n, can you hear me?"

I shake out of my daydreams and shift my gaze to his pretty face. I lock my gaze on the wheat gold eyes that are staring at me expectantly.

"Yeah, loud and clear," I reply.

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