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Jung Hoseok comes back home to Korea with his girlfriend, Amy, after spending 3 years in America. After visiting an ancient sight open to the public, where Amy wanted to learn more of her Korean heritage, Hoseok discovers a more hands...
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Just like Jimin had suggested, Namjoon and Taehyung had gone to see Advisor Chinghae the next evening-- Grandma Park not far behind, taking her sweet old time just in case she was required for... persuasion.
The two had spotted the aging man along the walkway in the high distract where most officials lived.
"Chinghae! Advisor Chinghae!" Taehyung shouted, at him from a distance, just as the advisor was about to enter his private residence not far from the palace.
Chinghae immediately paled when he noticed the two. "Keep your voices down, you fools. Just what is it you need so direly of me this evening time?"
"We need your help," Namjoon reasoned in a pleading voice, hoping the advisor will take them seriously.
"You two realize how lucky you are? Realize that if the king paid attention to how close you are with the Min boy, he'd have you locked up as well?"
"That's what this is about, actually. Could we-- well it would be good if we speak with you in private?" Namjoon awkwardly strung the question.
The advisor glanced behind them, before sighing and motioning them to follow him inside. He slid the door closed and faced them without hesitation.
"What?" he more like stated, with a serious expression.
Namjoon softened his voice. "Chinghae. You know Yoongi is guilty of nothing. You've watched him grow up in the palace. You've watched Dongjun as well. Yoongi is probably suffering right now, and we aren't just going to-"
The advisor pulled back one of the chairs in the small front room, the wood scraping against the floor in a nasty warped screech. He shook his head rapidly, beginning to argue before Namjoon could even finish. "No, no, no. I want no part of it. I don't care."
Taehyung chose to speak up now. "No one has to know you were involved! Just tell us where the General's private residence is. We've heard from a source that's where he's taken him."
"Do the both of you want to die?" he flickered his eyes rapidly between the two. "You don't know what you're getting yourselves into."
Namjoon slammed his fist on the table, though kept a cool composure. "This is Yoongi. Our brother. Who knows where Jung Hoseok is... on top of all of this. I know you liked the physician and I know you know deep down this is all the General's doing. We have to get them back. How could you sit by and watch this happen?"
