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yoongi woke up, feeling the warmth of the blanket on top of him. he looked at his hand, he saw a new handwritten message from jimin
im sorry to hear that, i really hope you let out all your tears yesterday, its okay to cry. im sorry to hear about your loss, im sorry to hear how your family mistreated you, and im sorry that your condition is like this. i pray for your happiness, yoongi
ㅡkeep the blanket as a representation of me, and the small plushie i left beside you, hug it when you feel like shit♡
"how did he know my name?" yoongi questioned as he just noticed the plushie beside him, it was a yellow puppy figure. it was really cute. it reminded him of his dog, yoongi smiled but a tear rolled down his cheek.
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