Taehyung stayed by Jin's bedside for a very long time, letting time pass to the rhythm of the heartbeat relayed by the cardiogram as the moon rose in the sky. 

      When the silver moonbeams broke through the windowpanes and illuminated Jin's bruised face, Taehyung's mouth twisted in spite of himself into a smile faced with that unreal vision as his eyes glistened with tears ready to spill out again:

     "Hyung, do you remember when you performed on Moon as The Little Prince for the first time last year?"

     Silence.

     "People were blown away because you really looked like a prince from outer space, but they didn't quite understand how well that character suited you, right?"

      Cosmic silence.

     "I only started to understand it when, after your performance, I finally read this book for the first time. This little boy from space, this incarnation of the child's soul that still remained inside the adult, his purity, his oddity in his carelessness, his so honest way of seeing the world and saying things... I definitely saw him in you."

     The words of the Little Prince resonated clearly in his mind and he recited out loud the ones that last imprinted on his mind because they made him hear Jin's laughter:

     « Les étoiles sont éclairées pour que chacun puisse un jour retrouver la sienne. [...] Quand tu regarderas le ciel, la nuit, puisque j'habiterai dans l'une d'elles, puisque je rirai dans l'une d'elles, alors ce sera pour toi comme si riaient toutes les étoiles. Tu auras, toi, des étoiles qui savent rire. »

    "The stars are lit so that everyone can one day find their own. [...] When you look at the sky at night, since I will live in one of them, since I will laugh in one of them, then it will be for you as if all the stars were laughing. You will have stars who know how to laugh."

     Even though this quote evoked the estrangement of their two souls, it reminded Taehyung of Jin's laughter and he only needed that to get out of despair at that moment. That was the reason why he was already able to smile again. Jin's blond hair and short cut, which initially made him look like a bad boy, now made him look like an innocent, sleeping little prince.

     "Hyung, I hope that even though your wounded body and your tormented mind are here, your childlike soul is preserved in the dream, up there, in space and that while waiting to wake you up, your daily life is all conceited rose and invasive baobabs."

     He let his mind for a moment imagine Jin and the conceited rose caught in a heated discussion, each claiming to be more beautiful than the other and it made him laugh when, in his ears, the eldest's words echoed in the distance during of his passionate oratorical jousting, the ones that made you smile and think that Jin could have had a career as a rapper:

     "I am WWH and you are just a talking flower pretty in the eyes of one child while I am the most handsome for millions of people do not compare your beauty to mine because the difference between the two is abyssal and my handsome face cannot accept this senseless competition!" 

     "Yes, this is one thing that you would be able to say to a pretentious flower, right hyung?" Taehyung smiled.  

     As his mind played tricks on him, making him hear laughter that only existed in thought, Taehyung noticed next to the bed the basket that contained the personal belongings that Jin was carrying at the time of the attack. His jeans were stained with blood and his black t-shirt, which was probably more so, was torn in the back. Both clothes were good for the trash. 

     Inside with the clothes was also Jin's jewelry. The jewels that each member wore on stage were those given by the sponsors and they were free in the choice of jewels offered to them for the show. 

     In the middle of these jewels was a white gold chain with a star-shaped pendant and a ring bearing the inscription "Je t'aime". Taehyung knew few French words but he knew the meaning of this French formula:

     "I love you" he murmured, clutching the jewel firmly in his hand. 

     This one had obviously bathed in Jin's blood too and, without cleaning it, Taehyung proceeded to hang it around his neck before tucking it under his hospital gown. He would keep it as a talisman symbolizing Jin's lucky star until he wake up. He survived at the worst and he would obviously wake up.

     "How weird that you chose to wear a star instead of a moon..." He thought.

     Then, suddenly remembering of something important :

     "There are only three days left until your birthday, you better wake up before hyung," Taehyung told him before breaking a smile despite his tears that were flowing again: "We will have to organize a party and make come the others here if we haven't come home before. And we order a cake. A chocolate cake of course. And also, we'll bring beautiful clothes so hide this awful hospital blouse, even if you are beautiful no matter what you wear obviously. And of course, we'll buy..."

    Taehyung needed so much to take his mind off things, to forget the possibility of Jin never waking up that he excitedly indulged in endless monologues and developed projects that Jin was forced to participate in.

     Because of that, he slowly moved away from the real world, from its pain, from its harshness. And that's what gave him back his smile and allowed him not to sink further into anguish but which gave an outside visitor the feeling of the beginnings of madness in the young man.

     Because of his and his laughter and confinement in a sweet world of laughing stars where Jin was fine and was going to celebrate his birthday, Taehyung did not immediately notice that he was being watched oddly. 

     It wasn't until a voice now hateful in his ears sounded from the entrance to the bedroom that he looked up and saw him.

     "After Jungkook who makes a suicide attempt, Taehyung has gone crazy. Alala! Seokjin, if only you could see what you're doing to your dongsaengs!"