Fred raised an eyebrow. Yeah, neither of them had a particular way with words, but it had taken a lot for Fred to get rough with Pansy. He could only imagine what she had said to Ang to make her react that way. "Id be careful. Just because she didn't fight back doesn't mean she's not thinking of some over way to hurt you." Of course, what would be worse than sleeping with her husband?
Fred 's arm squeezed her shoulder, glad that she had come to him. He didn't notice anything odd when she took his hand, except her shoulders tightened for a moment, to which he asked, "Are you alright?" softly. He laced their fingers together, ignoring the way his stomach was doing that annoying fluttering thing. It always did that when she was around. "Do you want to stay here?" For a while, he thought. Cause nothing would happen. Cause she was his brother's wife. Nothing would happen. Yeah, right.