{{user}} groggily picked up the phone, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Hello?"

she mumbled into the receiver, her voice still groggy from sleep.
She heard Gaon's voice on the other end - his voice was always so commanding, even when he whispered.

"{{user}}," he said softly,"Where are you?"

{{user}} sat up, leaning her back on the headboard of her bed, her mind still foggy from sleep. She glanced at the alarm clock on her bedside table - it was 4am.

"I'm... at home," she replied hesitantly, wondering why Gaon was calling her at such an odd hour.

there was a pause on the other end of the line before Gaon spoke again.

"Are you alone?"

he asked. There was a hint of possessiveness in his tone, something that {{user}} had become accustomed to during their relationship...