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"hello?"

"finally! i've been trying to call you for forever already." i said as i heard dean picked up.

"sorry babe, but why did you need to call me at 6:30am for?"

"um.. i just wanted to talk to you." i didn't know why the hell i was so embarrassed about it but i was. i could even feel my cheeks heating up.

he chuckled with his morning voice, "okay then. what did you want to talk about?"

his morning voice his pretty hot-

"thanks babe." dean laughed.

"huh?" i say as dumb as dirt. "i said that out loud, didn't i?" i facepalmed.

"mhm." he hummed, i could tell in his tone that he was smirking. "so i'm hot?" he teased.

"shut up. it's not my fault that i got a hot boyfriend." i blurted out.

"oh so it's my fault?" his voice became amused.

"yes. yes it is, sir."

"well then we're a match made in heaven because you're pretty hot yourself, sweet cheeks." he probably would've winked if he was here with me.

"oh my god." i breathed out, my face turning a deep shade of red. "stop that. stop that right now."

he busted out laughing, "ahh, you really know how to make my mornings."

"you don't even get to see me though?" i questioned.

"i will sooner than you think, babe. but i gotta go." i could hear the rustling of him getting out of bed in the background.

"okay. bye cookie."

"bye jackie." and we both hung up.

everything went silent and i remembered what happened yesterday. hans was gone. but i know he wouldn't want me to just mope around, though.

then right on point, russ barged into my room. i forgot julie and the team had gone out or something this morning.

"what is it, russ?" i asked.

"come on, we're gonna play some schoolyard puck." he said smiling and tossed me my gear and roller blades that were by my dresser.