Hana liked Kris a lot, he was insightful and smart with the knowledge of literature and she enjoyed that. But Hana didn’t like the people that littered the home; it made her unsettled that wherever she turned they were watching her as if they knew her.

Minseok placed his hand on her shoulder gently “Are you okay?”

“Tired.” She said simply “Has there been anything from them?” She looked up at them with hope in her eyes.

Minseok shook his head “No.”

“Oh.” Hana felt her heart accelerate “O-Okay.”

“Hana?” Baekhyun frowned “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Y-Yeah.” She nodded even though she felt a bubbling sense of fear creeping up her spine.

Luhan frowned “Okay no she’s not fine she is going pale.”

“I-I’m fine.” She said again.

Suho shook his head “No you’re not, how can we help you if you’re not going to tell us?”

“It’s her anxiety.” Baekhyun said “Yifan, do you have a spare room we could borrow?”

Kris nodded “Yes, up both stairs first door on the left.”

“Thanks.” Baekhyun stood up.

Minseok put his hand up “I’ll take her.” He stood up and gently held Hana’s hand “Come on.”

Luhan smirked as he watched the two disappear out of the room “Too cute.”

“Don’t meddle.” Kris snapped “You know as well as we do that she does not belong here.”

Luhan rolled his eyes “Drama llama.”

~

                Minseok guided Hana into the spacious bedroom and shut the door behind him, locking it because he quite frankly felt unsettled with the random FS members.

“Hana.” Minseok said her name softly as he sat down on the bed beside her, taking her hand and running soft concentric circles into the back of it “It’s going to be okay, they’re probably busy trying to see who did it.”

“D-Donghae…” She sniffled.

He nodded “I understand you’re worried about your brother, but please calm down, they’ll get in touch soon.” He gave her a gentle smile “Why don’t you get some rest?” he went to stand up.

Hana gripped onto his hand “I-I can’t.”

“Why not?” Minseok frowned.

She swallowed harshly “What do you mean why not?” She answered in a much harsher tone than she had wanted to “How many people does Yifan want under his roof? There are too many… I… I don’t feel safe.”

Minseok blinked “Can’t you believe me when I tell you that this is far safer than the safe house?”

“How?” She frowned “How is it that this is safer when I don’t even know the host? How do I know that’s even true? The only person I know I can really trust is you.”

“Not Baek?” He asked.

She shook her head “Baekhyun is a Psychiatrist, not a professionally trained agent.”

“Good point.” Minseok muttered, knowing that Hana didn’t exactly know the limits to Byun Baekhyun “Hmm.” He thought for a moment “I guess I could stay in here with you.”

Hana frowned “That’s going to make Luhan worse.”

“I give you full permission to castrate him yourself if he annoys you.” Minseok smirked.

Hana laughed “Deal.”

                Hana awkwardly removed her shoes and slipped under the covers, Minseok removed his phone from his pocket and compiled a quick message to Luhan as he watched her rest her head gently on the pillow.

                Of course he wasn’t going to stay in the room with her the entire time, just until he was one hundred per cent sure that she was asleep. But Hana didn’t need to know that, besides what was he supposed to do as she slept? He had to discus with the others over who was watching the penthouse when the attack happ