we don't talk together

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it was yoongi who invited her over for a glass of wine the next day through the poor guy she yelled at, which turned out to be jungkook.

and it's no surprise that she declined all of them because yuna was simply confused.

what he did in the past broke her and she didn't exactly want to face him here of all the places in the world.

yoongi was a part of her life that she cherished and left a bitter taste on her mouth at the same time

but she couldn't hide the fact that her heart aches for wanting to see him again. and to make things right

"yuna," daniel called out from the pantry. "i'm going out tonight to the airport. jihyo is flying back to Korea"

she sighed and climbed off her bed to approach him, "can't she stay for the wedding? i'm sure we have enough room for one more"

daniel smiled at his sister's sudden statement because she never approved his past girlfriends and would tell him to break up or dump them.

it's like she has a people-radar and he could say that her suspicions were right every single time. and it seems that yuna grew fond of the woman her brother has been seeing lately.

"i'll talk to her through the phone" he pulled out his phone but yuna stopped him

"hey go over to her hotel, dumbass. she probably has her phone silent while packing and won't answer you." she pushed him softly before sitting on the kitchen stool

daniel nodded in agreement and flipped the pancake batter, the satisfying sizzling sound errupted from the pan. "oof... before i forgot," he left the kitchen for a little while and came back with a white-coloured envelope on his hand and a shoe box on the other

yuna lets out a snort, "don't tell me this is an invitation to your wedding." she took it from him and ran her fingers on the outlines

"no, not yet," daniel laughed and took his place back behind the stove. "the receptionist brought it to our room and he says it's for you."

"i hope it's a compliment from the hotel," yuna opened the shoebox full of excitement.

but her face fell when she recognise the new soft pink ballerina shoes sitting inside the box and didn't realise that she brought herself back to the bedroom.

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dearest yuna,

i do think i owe you more than just an apology and god if you knew how much i prayed to the heavens so that i could meet you one day, you would laugh straight at my face. but i could never let you leave easily just like the last time i fucking did.

i really hope you would come before i lose my mind again

yoongi
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yuna's curiousity beats her ego, and a spark of sadness followed after. she noticed an address and a small rough sketch of a roadmap below, the corners of her lips absentmindedly curved downwards

she slipped into her beige long coat and a pair of d'orsay pumps before heading out with yoongi's letter delicately wrapped around her fingers.

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