"When you pick up a 911 call, you never really know what's on the other end of it." . . Taekwoon could even hear the boy shivered from his baritone voice. "Call me Taekwoon," the male said, in order to gain the younger's trust. "I know you can do this, Wonshik. I'll guide you, okay?" "I-" "Wonshik, do you trust me?" It took him a while to answer. "I do." . . [Thank you for the inspiration, @natharwr ! Merry Christmas~ I'm currently working on another WonTaek multichaptered fic. Only the first chapter available for now but I'll update as soon as I'm done with my national exam.]