There was a knock on the door before it was opened. A man walked inside and Dad and the others stood up, "Hyung!" I looked at the man, standing shyly behind Dad. "What's going on?" The man asked.
"Um . . . Well," Teamin started. I grabbed Dad's pants, peeking from behind him at the man, who spotted me, "Oh, why are you?" He asked. "Um . . . Hyung, this is Ha-na," Key said, petting my hair softly, "Ha-na, this is our Manager hyung."
I stepped out slightly from my hiding place behind Dad and stood beside him and Key. I bowed slightly, "Hello." He chuckled, "Oh, cute. But why is she here?" Dad and the others glanced at each other, hesitating.
"Well, Ha-na is . . . Um," Jonghyun said. "She's my daughter," Dad spoke. The Manager looked at him shocked. "What?!" He asked, his voice raised, making me to jump.
"Yah, hyung, you're scaring her," Minho said, walking up to me and took me into his arms. I wrapped my small arms around his neck and hid my face on his shoulder as he picked me up.
I heard the Manager sigh. "How old is she?" He spoke after a moment, his voice became softer. "Five years old," Dad replied. "Five? What . . ." The Manager started but then sighed again.
"Hyung, her mother sent her here. She wanted to meet Onew hyung," Jonghyun said. The man sighed before looking at me for a moment. I wrapped tightly my arms around Minho as I met his eyes soften.
"Ha-na, where are you things?" The Manager asked. "I lost them," I lied. The true was that my stuff are going to be send to Paris, where my Aunt is right now. "I have some stuff in my backpack." The men sighed.
"So what are we going to do? Everyone will soon know that Onew hyung have a daughter," Teamin said. "Oh they will," The Manager agreed, nodding his head. "What am I going to do?" Dad asked. "I don't want paparazzi following her around."
"You should have thought about that before," The Manager said. "Hyung!" They all said at the same time. What did that mean? I rested my head on Minho's shoulder as I stared at the Manager.
"I didn't mean like that," He said before looking at Dad. "I'm going to have to talk with the CEO." Dad and the others exchanged a look before looking back at the Manager, "But hyung -" He cut Key off, "Don't you guys worry. I'll take care of that." He looked at Dad, "And you, you need to take care of your daughter."
Dad sighed and nodded. "Good," The Manager said. "I'll go now." He looked at me with soft eyes, "Ha-na, I'll see you later." I nodded and he gave me a small smile before leaving.
Dad and the others sighed. "Now what?" Teamin asked. "What do you mean?" Jonghyun asked before taking me gently from Minho. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he gave me a smile before looking at the others. "We need to take care of her."
"Ha-na, are you hungry?" Minho asked with a gentle smile. I shook my head but my stomach betrayed me, making noises. The guys laughed softly, even Dad laughed a little. "What do you like to eat?" Key asked. "Chicken," I whispered, resting my head on Jonghyun's shoulder.
They all looked at Dad, shocked. "Hyung, she is your daughter," Jonghyun conformed. "Well," Dad started and smirked, "I guess we going to order chicken." The others sighed. "Please," I said with puppy eyes. Their eyes soften when they stared at me.
"Okay, okay," Minho said. "But who will order?" Teamin asked. Key smirked and looked at me, "Ha-na, do you watch Shinee?" He asked. I gave a small nod. "Who do you like the most?" He asked.
I pointed at Dad and the guys laughed. "Oh cute," Minho said. "Hyung, your daughter is hungry, order some chicken," Teamin said. Dad sighed, "Fine, fine," He said, pulling out his phone. Jonghyun took me to the couch and the others followed.