As you two meet ways on the pedestrian lane, you hum lightly the lyrics of his song.
"You've shown me I have reasons, I should love myself~ Nae sum nae geol-eoon gil jeonbulo dabhae~"
As you pass him by, it finally clicks to him; you are a part of the people that brought him success.
A part of their galaxy, a part of that ocean of light.
A part of family.
He quickly turns and grabs your arms. Him and his spouse stops (she is confused, but she doesnt ask). He looks at your eyes, and then your belongings: the phone with his picture, the song playing, the albums and merchandise you bought.
His eyes burns when he tries to keep his tears at bay, but it didn't work. "Thank you," he says. His spouse seems to understand now.
"Thank you so so much for staying with us."
You tear up as well and lightly touches his hands. "No," you say. "Thank you."
"Thank you for teaching me to love myself. What we did is the least we can do for someone who did so much. Thank you."
His spouse smiles, and you shoot her a thankful smile. He nods and thanks you again.
Finally, you two part ways.
Its been a good life, thanks to those who made you stay.
BTS.