philophobia • k.yk + k.ch | √

0.3 | FOR

k.hy 🌀

"youngbin's... brother?" hwiyoung stared at the two, his grip on chani's wrist tightened.

"h-hyung, you're hurting me..." the younger's whimper made him let go as he rubbed his wrist.

"yeah, chanhee here's my younger brother." youngbin chased chani out of the kitchen.

"go make friends, okay?" he ruffled his bright orange hair before pushing him off.

"why didn't you tell me you had a fuckin brother?" hwiyoung looked at youngbin in confusion.

"you never come down for my parties, chanhee's always around." as if youngbin knows what's going on between the two, he let out a sly smirk.

"and he's not allowed in the kitchen?"

"alcohol's everywhere, i don't want him to follow me and become someone like me. my parents are fine with me being gay and treat inseong well cause they know they got chanhee, who looks and acts as straight as a pole." youngbin gave inseong a quick peck on the nose.

rowoon looked like he wanted to say something, but then bit his own tongue. hwiyoung dismissed that instantly as soon as he thought of it.

"what if he isn't straight?" hwiyoung let that question out, even though it may garner youngbin's suspicion. besides, he's curious.

"well, we'll probably get disowned. but as long as i have inseong and chanhee has whoever that lucky guy is, we will be fine." youngbin and inseong started acting all lovey-dovey, it almost made hwiyoung puke.

while grumbling to himself why he had decided to stay instead of leaving as soon as he could, he heard someone calling, calling for someone.

"excuse me, lovebirds." he slipped through the gap between the doorframe and inseong's back without a problem, perks to being so high all the time he's thin as a fuckin praying mantis.

his hearing brought him to the backyard, where the music was still fuckin loud and hwiyoung's brain is hurting like fucking migraine trying to find out who's voice it was.

"youngbin... brother?... hurt yourself..."

he turned his head towards the voice.

a boy, quite tall and thin, was cornering chani at the far end of the yard, everyone else was too engross in what they were doing to be focused in their surroundings.

the look of fright in chani's eyes were enough to make hwiyoung punch the fuckin livings out of the tall boy.

the taller boy said something and chani retorted back, shouting for youngbin. at this point, he can't be heard over the loud music.

it was the last straw when the taller boy grabbed chani's hair, yanking it down so their eyes met. his other hand pinned both chani's hands against the fence.

everyone around him were dressed in black, 7 in total. hwiyoung shakily dug out his phone and sent youngbin a quick message.

clicking send, he stuffed his phone into one of his pockets on his leather jacket and went to drag the tall boy off chani.

their eyes met before the taller smirked.

"hwiyoung, we meet again." hyungwon dusted himself as the rest of his gang moved towards him.

hwiyoung focused his attention on chani.

"chani, are you okay? talk to me, chani." hwiyoung kept a firm grip on chani's shoulders, keeping hyungwon away.

"if he's not your boyfriend or anything, leave. we were busy." hyungwon snarled.

chani pulled hwiyoung's sleeves, begging him to get them out of here and into the safety of the house.

what's taking youngbin so long fuckin hell

"he's taken, so leave. if he's what yall are after, you're late."

"i got my eyes on him, he's youngbin's little brother after all. anything to piss your leader off."

youngbin tackled hyungwon from the back, knocking him away from hwiyoung and chani.

"i've warned you about laying your fuckin hands on my brother, if you wanna die so badly then come at me yall dipshits!" he yelled at them.

"say, youngbin. your brother is taken i heard. taken by who, hm?" wonho taunted, backing up his boyfriend.

"chani's taken by me." hwiyoung took chani's hand in his, before he started run for the door.

"if you want him, come and fuckin fight for him fuckers."