He is mine (Jeongcheol)

CHAPTER 6: SEUNGCHEOL

𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

Seungcheol surveyed the club beneath his feet, bodies packed together as they danced to whatever shitty music the dj decided to play. He made a mental note to tell Mingyu to find a new dj, or maybe he could just get rid of him himself. Eh, nah, too bad he much work.
He tried his best to block out the music once more, focusing on the blonde below him. Jeonghan's body moved through the crowd, his white body stood out amongst the dark colors beside him, almost like they would swallow him whole. Seungcheol had to admit that Jeonghan looked especially good tonight, and if he acted as good as he looked, then Seungcheol would give him a good reward. He was excited watching the male cross the room, his hips swaying seductively to the beat of the music. Maybe he shouldn't fire the dj, at least not if he can get Jeonghan to move like this. He bit his lip when Jeonghan arrived at the bar, the blonde ordering a drink and talking to the bartender. He felt a dangerous heat reach up his body while he watched Jeonghan talk to the bartender, not liking how close the man was getting.

"Jeonghan, focus." He knew he had no right to boss him around, but seeing him flirt with the other man was not something he would like to sit and watch.

"Relax brother, let him have his fun. Lord knows he'll need it before he gets attacked." Seokmin teased his brother, Seungcheol rolling his eyes in response. Easy for you to say, the guy you want isn't flirting with the bartender. He shook his head, hearing Joshua and Seokmin bicker through the ear pieces, god these two should just fuck and get it over with it. Their foreplay was starting to annoy the shit out of him.

"Enough guys, focus on the plan!" That was enough to get the two to quit it, both sighing into their pieces before they clicked off. Seungcheol watched Jeonghan over the balcony he stood by, hiding just barely out of sight, enough to not be recognized by anyone and still be able to see the younger man below him. He watched the blonde chat away with the bartender, his attention
stolen away by the short black haired man that stood behind him. Seungcheol didn't recognize him, and it seems like Jeonghan didn't either, offering the man a friendly smile and a seat. Seungcheol smiled, I guess we found our man.

"I got eyes on the target, Small build but on the muscular side, straight black hair and pale skin. Sound familiar to anyone?"

The line was silent, Seokmin sighing into the machine, " Sorry hyung, doesn't ring a bell."

"Yeah, I've got nothing either." Joshua chimed in, earning a groan from Seokmin.

"Shit, does this mean our plan didn't work?"

Seungcheol didn't respond, watching Jeonghan slowly get up from his chair. He seemed a bit wobbly, balancing unevenly on his feet. Seungcheol frowned, weird. The black haired man seemed amused, allowing Jeonghan to pull him to the back of the club.

"I think he's our guy, Jeonghan is dragging him to the back. You two get into your positions, I'm heading down." The two males murmured okay's, Seungcheol clicking his ear piece off. He walked down the stairs to where the blonde once stood, pushing through the crowded bodies. They cursed and groaned as he shoved them but he paid no mind, instead walking straight to where Jeonghan pulled the man. He rounded the corner, suddenly face to face with someone he didn't recognize. The man was tall and skinny, his face handsome with dark eyes and a sharp nose. The man smiled at him before he swung his first, slamming it into Seungcheol's nose. Seungcheol grunted in pain, doubling over from the sudden attack. He didn't let himself slack off for long, throwing a powerful kick into the other man's knee. The man ducked down, screaming in pain as Seungcheol kicked him once more, knocking him straight in the mouth. The man fell backwards, crawling away from Seungcheol.

"Seokmin! Get in here I need backup!" The man from the floor pulled out a knife from his belt, swinging it forward rapidly. Seungcheol dodged twice, the man managing to snab his upper rip as Seungcheol collided with another body. He turned to see another man holding him in place, a mask covering his face. Seungcheol grunted when the knife sliced his abdomen deeply, leaving a nasty cut down his stomach. He moaned from the pain, kicking the man away from his stomach as he brought his head back, smashing it into the man's nose. He fell back with a scream while the other man turned around, running down the long hall away from Seungcheol. He was quickly intercepted by Seokmin, the tall man smashing into him with enough force to flip him over. He hit the floor with a loud thud, his body unmoving. Seungcheol focused his attention on the man behind him, swinging his fists into the man's body.