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Yoongi had a habit of waking up to Yuna's texts every single morning. Either a good morning message or an incident that occurred yesterday, or just a hi; anything. Not one day passed without him reading her messages and waking up.
And he loved them. Every single one of them.
Life looked worth waking up to after reading those sweet words from her.
He still arose to the messages, but they were not specifically for him as they used to be.
She told the sweet words to the world.
News sites and journalism blogs wrote about how Kim Yuna succeeded in recognition, despite being a debutant. They wrote how she had talent which none could deny and how her voice was melodious, her music soothing. Netizens wished her good luck for her future.
Eventually, her company released a video and a letter, both in which she expressed her gratitude for everyone who supported, wished for her and loved her till now.
Yoongi read the letter twice, watched the video thrice and got up from the bed.
He smiled.
Sure, the messages which only he got, especially from her, were expanded to the world. In the past, only he listened to her words, her voice. Now, everyone did.
But all that mattered to him was she was there.
And he knew he would be there for her too. No matter however far she may be from him, no matter how unreachable she might become, he would be there for her.
