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dear, yena

i miss you. i miss your touches, your giggles, your smile, your hugs, the kisses you give me, i miss every inch of you.

the nights when we always cuddle together, only our faint soft giggles were heard in the room.

one time, you can't sleep so you suggested me that i should sing you to sleep. but ofc i didn't want to bec i was sleepy.

but you whined like a baby so i had to sing you to sleep.

her hands slowly makes it's way to yena's hair, softly stroking it. she continued to sing a song until yena had fallen asleep.

light snores were heard from the older, the younger laughed and buried her head onto yena's neck.

mumbling a faint, 'goodnight.'

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