Jung Hoseok wasn't colorblind, but his whole world seemed to have lost its color day by day. The overwhelming whiteness of the hospital walls did not help as he watched his terminally ill sister deteriorate right before his very eyes. Someway or another the color began to creep slowly back in when he first came across Kim Taehyung, the whimsical patient placed next to his sisters room.

"I hate how weak we as humans can be sometimes." he mumbled against his arm as they shifted through torn up volumes of mangas. Taehyung gave a loud exasperated sigh and ruffled Jungkook's hair, "I wouldn't say so Kookie. I think the fact that we can show weakeness can motivate us to be stronger." "Well if you say so."  Jungko