« I talked to my colleagues. They agreed to let you have this time for yourself. 

- Thank you. »

Doc Jin is helping Taehyung make his bag, worried at the dark circles under his eyes, the pale look of his thin body. 

Taehyung turns to his favorite doctor. 

Doc Jin grabs something from his pocket. He takes Taehyung’s hand and sticks a lion band-aid on it. 

« Do I have a cut ? 

- You’e hurting. 

- Where ? »

Doc Jin smiles sadly, hugging his favorite patient. 

« Go spend as much time as you can with him. »

In there, safe, Taehyung let all his emotions out. He grasps the band-aid dearly, running to Jungkook’s room. 

Jungkook is clearly sick. He is lying on his bed, having a hard time even opening his eyes, hurting just by the thought of moving s. He still has Taehyung’s hat on his beautiful bold head, the one hat he never takes off. 

He sees Taehyung at the door. Jungkook smiles, hurting but trying to not let it see. 

« Come here. » His voice is husky. Like only the memory of the voice he had once, already up in the sky waiting for the rest. 

Taehyung hold back his tears, walking to the hospital bed. Jungkook has seringues and a lot of unknown things attached to him, transforming him into a pale puppet. 

Jungkook pushes himself on the side, allowing Taehyung to lie next to him. 

Taehyung hugs his boyfriend around his chest, resting