White hair || Seongjoong

07

It had been two full weeks since Hongjoong had rescued Seonghwa. Without having spoken much about it, the younger had been planning a revenge plan. Seonghwa had finally spoken to him about the day of the kidnapping and what happened with Minjun before that. Burning rage filled the younger's body every single time he thought about it. An act of jealousy and betrayal and for what? A stupid throne? This was precisely why he didn't like this system. 

Hongjoong had done some digging and found out a lot about this Minjun person, the man that was going to become South Korea's ruler in less than three weeks. He couldn't allow that to happen. He couldn't go to the police however, the investigation had proven that Minjun hadn't faked the white hair. Which was impossible, the hair was fake, Seonghwa had the real white hair.

He had no idea how that man did it, the investigation must have been meddled with somehow, there was no way there hadn't been some meddling.

Based on descriptions, Hongjoong had also managed to find out who the green haired men were, finding out their identities and details on them. Seonghwa didn't speak of the red haired man however, not giving a single detail.

So far, a lot of the revenge plan had been planned out. The brown haired man was soon going to inform the older about it, but he needed to fully work it out. He was going to do something about those three men first before going for Minjun.

He had needed to contact someone to help him, it was something Seonghwa would probably be against, but it was what was needed to make the plan work.

Another thing Hongjoong had been working on was finding a psychologist for Seonghwa, having discussed with the older that it was for the best. Professional help was needed as Hongjoong could only do so much. They needed a trustworthy psychologist though, someone who surely wouldn't be linked to Minjun and those criminals, someone who wouldn't speak about Seonghwa's true identity.

And after spending a little too much time searching, Hongjoong remembered his cousin knowing a good psychologist who never said a word to anyone about clients and was neutral in every situation. He gave his cousin a call and asked for the psychologist's name, which his cousin found strange. A lot of questions were asked, but no clear answers were given. After a very long conversation, the brown haired man was given the name.

Hongjoong did research on the psychologist, not able to find one bad word from anyone. He got up and went over to Seonghwa with his laptop, the profile of the psychologist on the screen.

"What do you think?"

"You're sure this is.. safe?"

The white haired man questioned, receiving a confident nod from the other. He was very nervous to speak to a stranger and about what had happened to him too. He had barely spoken to Hongjoong about it. He knew it was to help him, but that didn't take away the nervous and uneasy feeling.

"It's safe, I promise. This will help you."

Seonghwa hummed at the answer, giving a small nod. His throat had fully healed, mostly thanks to the pills that Wooyoung had given him. The man had given the white haired man a few more once the first ones had run out. So now, Seonghwa was able to speak with no issue and his voice was back to normal. His screaming at night did cause a sore throat, but it went away after taking a pill.

"Can.. could.."

Hongjoong waited for the older to ask the question.

"Could you stay with me? I don't really know if I trust this.."

The brown haired man understood, this was strange to the older. Certainly after being unable to trust anyone for a year, not speaking to anyone besides those same four men for a year and then only speaking to Hongjoong and occasionally Wooyoung after that. And then not being able to feel safe until very recently.