✩ PUNCHING BAG ✩
"Doyoungie, want to help me make brownies?" Hyunsuk asked, getting up and walking towards the kitchen.
"I'll pass."
"What about you, Dami?"
"I am gonna pass as well."
"I will help then," you offered, excusing yourself from your boyfriend, Junghwan, and following Hyunsuk to the kitchen.
Yedam and Doyoung exchanged glances before rushing into the kitchen, suddenly wanting to help the oldest for no reason.
Junghwan placed his phone down and stared blankly as the two helped Hyunsuk make the brownies by talking with you.
"I can't believe they are behaving like this when I am right here." Junghwan scoffed, shaking his head.
"Do you want them to do that when you are not around?" Jeongwoo questioned sarcastically, enjoying the youngest getting jealous.
"Ah, hyung," he whined, looking at Yoshi and Jihoon for help.
"Don't think about it, Junghwanie. They are harmless, you–" Yoshi got cut off by the two cooing over you loudly, showing their extreme affection.
"Oh, my gosh. So cute. I just wanna pinch your cheeks. Gah!" Yedam cooed, smushing your cheeks with his huge hands.
"She's so adorable. And huggable. Look! She even has a dimple!" Doyoung stated loudly, poking your dimple before singing Illegal by BTS to you along with Yedam.
Hyunsuk walked out of the kitchen, holding all the items needed to make brownies, and placed them on the dining table in the living room.
The oldest looked over at Junghwan with a blank face. "Never bring her to the dorms when those two are around. They snatched away my girl time with her," he said, sighing afterwards.
"I'll have girl time with you, hyung." Jihoon got up immediately and walked towards the dining table, helping Hyunsuk in making the brownies.
"Poor Y/N. She's getting smothered." Junkyu pointed out, causing Mashiho and Junghwan to look in his direction.
"The girl's gonna lose at least five kilos by the time she's going home." Mashiho laid back on the couch, making himself comfortable.
Junghwan sighed, sad that he wasn't able to spend time with you. "We should get them girlfriends before they make Y/N their girlfri–" The boy paused as he saw Doyoung and Yedam kiss your cheek while you widened your eyes in shock.
He stood up immediately, calling out to the older two. "Doyoung-ssi. Yedam-ssi. A word in the gym room, please," he sternly ordered, and the said two confusedly — and worriedly — looking at each other as they followed the youngest to his room.
Junghwan only used formal honorifics with them when he was teasing them or when he was pissed. And he definitely didn't look like he was teasing them.
The three silently approached the room and went in, Junghwan closing the door behind them. He looked at their scared faces before giving them a sarcastic, sinister smile.
"I just wanted you guys to help me with my punching," he assured, gesturing to the punching bag in the gym room.
"S-sure. We'll help." Yedam looked at Doyoung before walking towards the punching bag, not wanting to look fearful in front of their maknae.
Doyoung stood in front of the bag in a defensive stance, holding the bag securely. "I don't know why you suddenly want to do this, but let's go," he mumbled, not seeing the anger in Junghwan's eyes.
The youngest didn't give a head start and punched the bag continuously — along with high kicks — astounding Doyoung and Yedam with the power and stamina he had. Yedam had to join in and hold the punching bag along with Doyoung as it soon became tough to keep it in place.
Junghwan slowed his punches, meeting the gazes of the two boys. "You know, hyungs ..." he paused, exhaling deeply, "I really love Y/N."
"Who doesn't?"
"Well, if anyone ever tries to take her away from me ..." He landed another punch, creating a hole, letting the sand flow out. Junghwan removed the bag from the hook and threw it to the side before staring blankly at Doyoung and Yedam. "... they would've wished that they were never born."
Doyoung and Yedam, for sure, got the message.

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