[Y/n's POV]
Dinner was ready. The table was set, and I had made sure to put out all of Jungkook’s favorites, just like I always did. It felt strange—knowing he wouldn’t even remember what he liked, but still, I couldn’t help myself.
[Y/n's POV]
Dinner was ready. The table was set, and I had made sure to put out all of Jungkook’s favorites, just like I always did. It felt strange—knowing he wouldn’t even remember what he liked, but still, I couldn’t help myself.
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