𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀 「ᴛᴀᴇᴊɪɴᴋᴏᴏᴋ」

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟸 - ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴍ.ᴇ (ᴘᴀʀᴛ 𝟸)

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Following his movements and eyes with my own, I noticed him giggling again and smiling gently, reassuringly, whispering sweet words to me. By them fading away, I grew confused. He was no moving, yet his smile was fading, and his laughs now sounded like a distant hum, my heart burning with the urge to have him close to me, my hand no longer strong enough to reach and my eyes dropping by second, realizing his voice was the only thing keeping me awake. The darkness I slipped into was a sphere of calm and release, only the other's words gently brushing over my mind, giving me a sweet light flight towards deep sleep.

Jin's POV:

"Is he going to be okay...?"

"Yes, he is, just seems to have fallen in a deep sleep, heart rate went down... whatever happens, it's on his mind now."

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"As long as you're alive, you always have the chance to start again." - Emily Acker

Narrator's POV:

Indeed, just like he thought, the boy became stable within his physical conditions. Yet, his mental condition could not be evaluated unless he is able to break through this barrier of darkness. And that was what concerned them the most ㅡ the psychologist, the doctor, Jin and Taehyung. All of them were swarming around the boy's bed, looking at his slumbering body, closely looking at the raises and falls of his chest, their own hearts feeling with adrenaline expecting every moment that it would be the right moment, when he would shoot his eyes open. But it never came... and the night fell over the place as chatter started, replacing the chirps of birds during the day with sighs and hums.

The stars... do you think they represent each and one of our thoughts, connected to one another... different beautiful constellations just our different, unique characters and minds. Shining minds, miracles just as shooting stars landing on earth bringing the divine through the mortals. But who are they to understand, is it? Unless, they see it with their own eyes. A miracle...

"I need a miracle... Please, Jungkook..." Taehyung whispered into the other's hand as he was holding it for dear life, listening and gazing at the boy's closed eyes, almost crying while pleading him to open and bless them with the sparkles of their wonderful colors.

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But who are they to understand...? They would never be able to understand, especially when their hearts fill with happiness. And how can they be blamed? After all, happiness is the secret of a shining star, the most valuable secret to form constellations, join hands, or better said... connect. And that needs, a heated set of emotions. Happiness, the starting flame of emotions ㅡ and that is exactly how they are going to connect, them ㅡ the stars in our human world.

Taehyung's POV:

"-ease Jungkook-ah... Please wake up..." I whispered holding his hand tighter and tighter with each minute passing, my eyes locked up on his face before I felt tears watering the corners of my eyes, almost rolling out of my eyes before I lifted my head with a jolt, my breathing quickening along with my breath. His voice... I swore I heard it. "I must be going crazy..." I said shaking my head and lowering my eyes again before I heard it again. A hum, this time, I knew it was real. His eyes started fluttering. "J-Jungkook-ah?" My words came out quieter than expected, every single sense leaving me, replaced by shock, panic, blurring my eyes and my mind, yet I could clearly hear his hums getting louder and his eyes soon opening completely.

"Hmm... Taehyungssi... what-" He hitched his breath as I latched at him with a tight hug, careful not to hurt or block his breaths, but strong enough to feel his heartbeat against my chest, to feel his warmth and to hide my teary eyes into his silky hair, just the same smell as always.