The Werewolves of Miller's Hollow

Hojoon P.O.V.

I felt Iris's grip on my sleeve loosen. I looked over to see her collapsed on the floor. Panic swept through me as I remembered what happened in the past, when we walked in on her collapsed and unconscious in her apartment.

I knelt down next to her and gently laid her head on my lap. When I saw her like this for a second time, I got angry because I couldn't protect her.
I held her hand as I thought of all the ways we could have avoided this situation.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS HYUNG! YOU DO NOT KNOW THE EXTENT OF THE SUFFERING SHE WENT THROUGH LAST TIME! WHY WOULD YOU SHOW HER THE ARTICLE?! WHY DID YOU YELL AT HER?! WHY WOULD YOU BRING BACK HER MEMORIES FROM THE LAST TIME?!" I heard Yano yell to our boss, nearly in tears.

He looked slightly startled. Partly because Yano yelled at him and partly because of the realisation of what he did. He liked us hanging out with Iris. He saw her as our only connection to the real world, instead of the celebrity world. He probably fears that the connection will disappear.

"Hyung, why don't we bring her to the practice room for now." Yano suggested, still angry.

I picked up Iris in my arms. She was really light, too light. 'Is she not eating well?' I thought as we walked to the practice room.

When we got there, I put Iris down on our couch, then called Jenissi hyung. As I dialed, I held Iris's hand again to let her know that she is safe.

"Hyung it's me. You should probably round up the other group and meet us in the practice room." I told Jenissi hyung. "I'll explain later."

"Alright." Jenissi hyung replied.

As we waited, I never let go of Iris's hand, and Yano read the article. Yano summed up the article for me. The article was talking about how Iris and I still seemed to be dating, but now, Yano likes her as well. It went on about how a love triangle might form between us. I thought that reporters will write about anything if it will get them more readers.

When the rest of the members arrived, I explained everything.

"As we were walking to the company, we were spotted by fans who sent pictures to reporters. The reporters immediately recognized Iris from before. Another article was quickly published." I started.

"Our boss got mad and yelled at us as soon as we stepped into the building. In his office, he showed us the article. Iris fainted as soon as she saw the picture." Yano added.

"Memories probably came back from the last time. The doctor had said that she didn't remember all the details from last time. One of those details was the article and the problems it caused." Jenissi hyung stated.

"Hyung, do you think she will be targeted again? The fans will remember her." Xero asked, sounding worried.

"She should be fine this time. Her apartment wasn't in the picture this time. They don't know where she lives." Hansol reassured us.

“I’m still worried. If the sasaengs really wanted to, they could find out where she lives. Some would do anything to find out.” Yano pointed out.

“Why don’t we just take her to our dorm until she wakes up? They won’t think to look for her there. Then we should continue looking for Seogoong hyung, Gohn hyung, and P-Goon hyung.” B-Joo suggested.

“It’s better than keeping her here on a couch.” Nakta said.

We started packing up the stuff we had and called our managers. When they arrived, B-Joo made sure that no one could see us, and I carried Iris to our van. When we got to the dorm, we did the same thing. B-Joo went ahead, and I followed with Iris. When he opened the door, I went in first with Iris and went to put her on my bed. After pulling the covers over her, I paused before leaving and looked at her. She looked so fragile, like a young child. Without thinking, I slowly leaned down and gently kissed her head. I sat there for a minute watching her, then got up, and quietly left the room.

In the living room, all the members were crowded around the coffee table.

“Hyung.” Yano looked at me with sad eyes. “We know where P-Goon hyung, Seogoong hyung, and Gohn hyung are but…” he managed to spit out before crying.

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