It’s been nine months. 

Nine months of trying to get his life back together, going back to focus on his classes, reunite with his friends. 

Taehyung hasn’t had another accident since the last time he saw him. 

Taehyung still thinks of Jungkook every day. 

But it’s getting better each times. 

But today is probably the hardest. 

Because today is Taehyung’s birthday. He will turn 21 at midnight. 

Which means it’s his birthday. 

Jungkook. 

How he wished he could see him at least today, at least a second, at midnight, to wish him happy birthday, to wish him a good life, to see him smile. 

Taehyung doesn’t have a birthday party tonight. He doesn’t want to repeat last year, just in case. 

But he’ll still buy himself a cake for lunch. 

Cake is good. And birthdays need to be celebrated. 

Taehyung smiles at the cake in his hands, hopping on the crosswalk, because it’s a strawberry cake. And Taehyung and Jungkook both love strawberry. 

He is so glued over the sight of it that he doesn’t see the car running passed the red light. 

Until it hits him right in the chest. 

At least until it should have. 

But Taehyung doesn’t feel a thing. 

Because he magically was pushed on the side of the road. 

Jungkook chuckles. 

« Clumsy kid. The cake is all smashed. »

Jungkook holds Taehyung in his arm, as tight as he can. 

In a quick second, before Taehyung realizes what is happening, Jungkook grabs his head by his two hands and presses his lips against Taehyung’s, pouring everything in the touch. 

« I’m so glad I got the time to do that. » he succeeds in whispering, mouth still so close to Taehyung’s, both breathing the other, as Jungkook disappears into thin air, this time with a smile on, 

for forever. 

At midnight, Taehyung blows the candles on the smashed up strawberry cake. 

« Happy birthday. » But he doesn’t even think about his own for a slight second. 

Taehyung knocks on the door. 

The very ugly yellow front door opens soon after, on a woman in her fifties, on the cute side, smiling at the stranger. 

« Hello. What might this be for ? »

Taehyung hesitates. 

« Could you… tell