𝔹𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕐𝕠𝕦//_[𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧]

43: ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛ?

Happy New Year guys.

Althea hisses as her head hits something firm. Pain blooms across her temple but she doesn't get to dwell on it long as the reality of the situation hits her. 

She looks up to see who called her and gapes at the sight of Chan without a mask glaring down at her. He's lucky that his back is facing Leon from where his grip landed on his shoulder otherwise he would've blown their cover. 

"Watchu you doin'?!" She whisper shouts. 

"I'm the one who should be asking that," he states while glaring at the hand on his shoulder. "You expect me to just sit idly by while you put yourself in danger? I know we've only known each other a few months but I thought you knew better by now."

"Chris-"

"This the fucker from the party!" Leon shouts in recognition. "You...! You really were cheating!" His voice cracks.

"Chris you needa go," she hisses. "Ya cover-"

The Australian-Korean quickly slips a mask on before twisting Leon's hand off his shoulder. He shoves Althea behind him with a hand in front of her and stands protectively as Lucas, Lorraine, Changbin and Hyunjin pop out the bushes. The latter two wearing masks and caps as disguises.  

Althea flinches at the look Leon casts her but relaxes as Chan blocks his view. His back is tense through the fabric of his shirt and the material pulls taut as his biceps flex. Althea really wishes she could massage the stress away but now is not the time to ogle when there's a possibility of Chan getting hurt. And that possibility grows the longer Leon glares daggers into Chan's face. Althea grabs his hand for comfort and he squeezes her palm. 

"Oi. Was fucking her as good as you thought?" Leon hisses. "You liked gettin' my sloppy seconds?"

A part of Althea flares with embarrassment and she wonders how she ever allowed herself to lay down with someone this disgusting. Her body feels violated as she hears Leon refer to their nights together.

She can feel Chan clenching his fist from how tense his arms get and rubs her thumb over his knuckle. 

"Cha-Chris don't. He ain't worth it," she murmurs ashamed. 

Chan, as if sensing her embarrassment, loops an arm around Althea's shoulders and tugs her to his side protectively. "Don't you dare listen to him. You're anything but a second choice," he grumbles angrily. 

Leon's nostrils flare at the action and he takes a threatening step forward. Lucas and Lorraine approach and Leon squares his shoulders. Chan's eyes have yet to look away from since he's arrived. Meanwhile Leon can't seem to figure out whether to stare down Althea or Chan. Though she can tell with the way he looks at her that he's still in great shock that her revelation turned out true. 

The next series of actions were quicker than Althea could process. 

Leon's fist went flying and Chan's hand shot out to catch it with ease. He lets go of Althea to grip Leon's arm and twist himself so that his back faces the latter's chest. Then in the blink of an eye, the leader throws Leon over his shoulder while twisting his arm behind his back. Leon gets a successful kick in Chan's chest before he grips his leg as well to immobilize him. 

"Get a hold of yourself asshole," he growls. "She doesn't belong to you. You don't deserve Althea."

"Who the fuck you is to tell me that?! Youse just a cheap replacement! Youne know nothin'!"

"I know that you've been an abusive prick for too long and should be rotting in prison."

"Shut up!" Leon roars while throwing his hand back.