White hair || Seongjoong

06

Seonghwa was the first to wake up in the morning, feeling the other's arm still around him. The feeling was odd to him, the kindness especially. The past year, he had known nothing but suffering, he had been betrayed by his jealous best friend and had been tortured by those green haired men for months...

The kindness from the man who saved him was something he appreciated and was thankful for more than words could describe, despite it being odd to him. He didn't understand why someone would save him and treat him with kindness. Anyone deserved kindness deserved it, sure, but after all this time and having reached his breaking point a while ago, he didn't feel human anymore. Not even an animal. He felt like he was a thing, something not alive.

Seonghwa looked up at Hongjoong, seeing the man was still asleep. He took a moment to analyze the other, realizing how handsome Hongjoong was. Smooth skin, healthy brown hair, perfect jawline, beautifully shaped nose and lips.. He couldn't find a single flaw on Hongjoong's face.

He couldn't say the same about himself though... He had never seen himself as beautiful, handsome, pretty, or anything along those lines. Especially not after being called pretty by one of those green haired men, he felt disgusting. 

"Enjoying the view?"

Hongjoong suddenly spoke as he opened his eyes, looking at Seonghwa who was startled by the sudden question, not having thought the man was awake and aware of his staring.

"I..I"

"Don't worry, I don't mind it."

Seonghwa nodded a bit, he thought the man would be angry. That wasn't the case though. Hongjoong even gave a smile.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Yes.."

"Great!"

Hongjoong replied before realizing..

"Hey, your voice sounds less hoarse than before! How does your throat feel?"

Seonghwa hadn't noticed his own voice sounding a bit more normal again, that was fast. Good, but sure fast. Whatever those pills were that Wooyoung had given, they worked very well.

"It feels... better.."

The brown haired man smiled even more hearing the response, he was happy with every bit of progress the white haired man was making and that was obvious. He caught himself staring at Seonghwa for several seconds, he didn't notice until the other seemed to get a little uncomfortable. 

"Oh, sorry"

He quickly apologized and removed his arm that was still around Seonghwa. The white haired man just shook his head in response before fully sitting up. He had been laying against Hongjoong the entire time, but now moved away and sat up, facing the other.

Silence fell between them, an uncomfortable silence, so the younger male decided to break it.

"Are you hungry?"

"Sort of.."

"I'll go make something then. I'll give you some new clothes first though."

Hongjoong got up and went to the closet, taking out some clothes and placing them on the bed. Like before, it was a shirt, hoodie and sweatpants. He wanted to give Seonghwa comfortable clothes to wear.

"I'll come back when I'm done making breakfast. Just wait here, okay?"

Nod.

Yesterday evening, the two had agreed that Seonghwa wouldn't try to walk on his own and instead waited for Hongjoong to help and support him. It was to prevent pressure from being put on the older's feet, so the wounds could heal.