He is mine (Jeongcheol)

CHAPTER 3: JEONGHAN

" If he does anything weird to you tell me hannie, Okay?" Joshua yanked his brother into a tight hug, Jeonghan returning it back while he rolled his eyes.

"Oh come on hyung, he's not going to kill me". He pulled back from a frowning Joshua. His older brother sighed, patting his back lightly.

"I know, I'm just worried. I wish you didn't have to do this, hell I don't even understand why you volunteered!" Joshua was right, he didn't even understand why he did either. Maybe he wanted his dad's approval, maybe he even wanted to feel like he deserved to be a Hong.

" You don't understand what I go through everyday hyung, I feel like a failure in our family. I mean your like this badass crime ceo and I'm the trophy shy son who his father thinks is a waste of space." Joshua sighed, grabbing Jeonghan's shoulders to face him.

"Listen, I don't care what dad says, you are an amazing and impressive person Jeonghan. Don't ever feel like your a waste of space, because your not and will never be that. You're my little brother, the best little brother." Jeonghan smiled sadly at his brother, pulling him into another tight hug.

"Thanks hyung," he whispered as he pulled away, Joshua nodding.

"Now let's go kick some Choi ass!" Jeonghan laughed at Joshua who stopped smiling and looked past the younger. Jeonghan frowned and turned, coming face to face with the two Choi brothers. They both were wearing sweats, the material doing nothing to cover their impressive figures. Damn, the genes are strong in that family.

"Wow Joshua, I didn't know you had that in you. It's almost like you're not a cold hearted snake, well almost." Seokmin smiled mockingly at Joshua, his older brother sighing in annoyance.

" Oh please, I have a heart. You're just not worth seeing it." He turned and pulled Jeonghan with him, opening the doors to the training studio. Jeonghan's mouth hung open in shock, he knew Joshua took working out seriously but this was some next level shit. He's sure not even olympians own this much workout equipment. The two brothers followed them, Seokmin whistling as he walked in.

"Wow, privilege really does buy you happiness." Jeonghan couldn't help but laugh at that, he was definetly not lying.

Joshua just rolled his eyes, dropping Jeonghan's hand and walked towards the back of the studio. Jeonghan took his time, takeing in all the equipment, his body already aching from just seeing the machines.

God Jeonghan , you and your big mouth!

"Okay, this'll work. Seokmin hand me my bag." Seokmin rolled his eyes but obliged, grabbing Seungcheol's bag from his shoulder and handing it to the older. If he wasn't about to get his ass handed to him, he would have laughed at Seokmin's ass kissing. But at last, he knew better.
Seungcheol opened the black bag, pulling out two long wraps and a water bottle. He dropped the bottle, throwing a roll of wrap to Joshua.

"Help him wrap his hands." Joshua rolled his eyes, gesturing for Jeonghan to come close. He hesitantly walked over to his brother, standing awkwardly by his side while he waited.

"Jeonghan, your hands." He laughed at Jeonghan, who quickly handed his hands to him. Joshua skillfully wrapped the bandage around his knuckles, leaving room for him to clench and unclench his fist. Once he deemed it good enough he stepped back, smiling down at a slightly shaking Jeonghan.

"Okay, Jeonghan I want you to fight with Seokmin." Jeonghan turned wide eyed to Seungcheol, the older giving him a nod in return. Great, just fucking great. He looked over to Seokmin, the male stretching his biceps across his chest. He gulped lightly. How the hell was this fair?

"Um, it's not like I'm scared or anything but, couldn't I just fight Joshua? Or even the bag? Actually the bag sounds better-"

"Don't tell me your scared Hong?" Seokmin chuckled at him, Joshua scoffing in response.