Psycho | SEVENTEEN FF [ON HOLD]

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Authors POV:
In the now quiet room where nothing could be heard, but Hannahs tiny whimpers in between her sleep, DK couldn't help but to watch her with clear concern plastered on his face. His eyebrows furrowed, as he watches her constantly move around in her sleep.

Despite that, he still kept a generous gap between them, he took it into consideration to not touch her at all costs after seeing her reaction when Mingyu attempted to do that.

Unlike him, DK wasn't really upset with that, because he could sympathize with her.

Having an older sister made him tend to be more respectful and softer with women in general compared to his three hyungs who see them as nothing, but objects.

He remained seated on the edge of the bed with his hand bending and resting over the duvet close to where Hannahs legs were dangling out, but then even he made sure not to touch her.

He doesn't know exactly what she has been going through, however, he knows his hyungs and the members of the XuHui gang have been giving her a hard and uncomfortable time, and during times where he can tell from her reaction that it is getting too much, he wants to do nothing, but shield her from them and all other hideous things in the world.

Unfortunately, under the circumstances and the position he is in, he can't provide that to her, but he still wants to show her or let her know that he is there for her.

Her hands were tightly clutched onto the duvet, giving a sign that she was scared that someone may take it off her easily.

She was experiencing weird but frightening dreams again, where the men who carved pain in her were doing it all over again.

She wanted to wake up from the dream so badly, however she was dealing with sleep paralysis, so even if she wanted to wake up by mentally trying to tell her body to do so, she couldn't physically.

It took every wince for DK to still not touch her, knowing very well from her still scrunched facial expression and the sweat slowly dripping from the side of her face that she wasn't having quality sleep. As time went on with the observance, the same cycle kept going on.

With doubtful thoughts and hesitation of gesture, he slowly and quietly inched himself closer to her, reaching his hand out to hers to carefully detach her fingers from the duvet and replace them with his own. Interlocking them tightly with his thumb softly caressing the outer skin of it.

From this, her scrunched face instantly turned to a more relaxed one, making DK sigh in relief knowing that this gesture of his helped her.

She unconsciously let her fingers fold down with his, letting DK let out his signature smile.

He let their hands stay intertwined as he occasionally stroked them with his thumb, until he could feel that she was sleeping in peace.

"Don't worry, I'm here. It's ok." He whispered to her. Even though she couldn't hear him, he still felt the need to say those words out regardless of insurance.