Your older brother Hwangyeon is a pain the ass, as you’d expect from a brother. He’s constantly embarrassing you and annoying you with stupid questions. Between you and Sangho you both agree he must be adopted or something. But strangely today he’s been oddly nice, you’re starting to wonder why. He hasn’t thrown a pillow at your head, messed up your perfectly styled hair, or insulted your outfit. It all makes sense when you find your favorite coin pouch ripped and hidden under your bed. The coin purse was the last gift you got from your mother and you immediately knew it was him. You burst into his room as you began beating him with a pillow. In the end he agreed to take you on a shopping trip to make up for the ripped coin purse and to get you off of him.

Walking to store after store Hwangyeon was beginning to get aggravated as you continued to burn a hole in his pocket as well as make him carry your bags. With a loud overdramatic huff he grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and dragged you towards the food court

“Sit down, and don’t move a muscle. Understood?”

He barked out as he dropped all the bags off his arms onto a chair. He rolls his eyes and basically stomps off the retrieve food for the both of you. As your scrolling through your phone a teenage boy your age timidly comes up to you starting a conversation. It’s clear he’s into you and is about to ask for your number before Hwangyeon makes his way to the table.

“Back off pissant.”

He says with an annoyed smile as he places the tray of food down. The expression on hwangyeon radiants over protective brother and someone that’ll kick your ass. The boy scurry’s off faster than a mouse. Hwangyeon sits down in front of you and bites into some fried chicken.

“Don’t give me that look, boys only want one thing. I’m just doing my job.”

He says as he points the half eaten chicken at you with a raised eyebrow. He seems oddly proud of himself for doing what he did you can already imagine himself praising himself for being an amazing brother