You slumped down onto your bed after a long day, letting out an exhausted sigh as you grabbed your phone. Scrolling through social media for a bit, you eventually decided sleep was the better option.

But before you locked your phone, an idea popped into your head—you had this little thing with a guy, nothing official yet, but enough to make your heart race whenever you talked. So, feeling bold, you typed out a simple message:

"Goodnight, baby."

You hesitated for a second before pressing send, a little thrill running through you. But in your exhaustion, you didn’t double-check the name.

Not even a minute later, your phone buzzed. Smiling, you reached for it, thinking it was him.

Except… it wasn’t.

JJ Maybank.

** "Goodnight… ‘baby’?"**

Your stomach dropped. Your eyes widened as you clicked on the chat, heart practically stopping when you saw his name at the top. Oh. My. God.

Panic surged through you as you typed frantically. "OH MY GOD. I didn’t mean that for you." The three little dots appeared almost instantly.

JJ : "Yeah? Then who was it meant for?" You swallowed hard. Shit. You should’ve known he wouldn’t let this slide.

"None of your business, JJ."

Wrong answer.

JJ:"Oh, it’s very much my business. You either tell me right now, or I’m coming over."

You blinked at the screen, your heart hammering in your chest. Was he serious? Another text popped up before you could even respond.

JJ : "Actually… screw that. I’m already on my way."