"I had a dream about you..." Baekhyun's voice was slightly hoarse as he whispered, its gentle vibrations caressed your ears through the phone pressed to your ear as you laid down on your bed.

 it was 8 o'clock in the morning and he had just answered your wake-up call.

 "Oh really?" The curiousness in your voice had been beyond control when you sat up and leaned forward in anticipation."What was it about?" you had asked.

The warm fingertips flew to his lips as the images of your soft pillows between his parted lips, replayed in his head. For a moment, he felt like he was imagining the pressure of your mouth on his still lingering,  seeming like the most real dream he had ever had.  Closing his eyes, his mind automatically reignited the sensation of your teeth grasping his bruised lips and pulling him to you, his tongue the tender skin of your neck, and your hands roaming his bare chest.

A shiver traveled down his spine.

"I- I think I forgot after all..."