Chokehold {Jungkook x Reader}
You call Jungkook for help, but the situation goes differently than you excepted it would.
‘H-hey, Jungkook,’ you whisper into the phone, flinching as Archer throws something against the wall while listening to her mom and dad, trying to calm him down. The aforementioned male straightens in his seat, holding up a hand that silences everyone as he puts the phone on speak, your small breaths soon fill the air as well as the shouting and sounds of things shattering.
‘Y/N, where are you?’ he asks, voice steady despite the anger and worry boiling in his chest. Huffing softly, you eyes the door before replying in another whisper.
‘Ho-home, seems like my brother decided to come home too to-today,’ you manage to say as another thing is flung against your door and you barely bite back a whimper as Jungkook shares a look with his hyungs, who nod and get up to get ready to leave.
‘I thought Archer was supposed stay by your aunt for the next few months,’ he says as his hyungs share a few looks as they move about quite lost themselves on this matter. Releasing a shaky breath, you somewhat block out the noise before responding.
‘W-well he found out our...relations, h-he was angry but dealt with i-it. Though when he f-found out you are linked to Hongjoong’s people h-he lost it,’ you tell him and Jungkook winces imaging what happened.
‘We’re on our way, Y/N. Just stay put,’ he tells you about to hang up back a scream of pain followed by your dad’s frantic incoherent words halt him.
‘H-he hurt mom, he hu-hurt mom,’ you repeat before bolting from the room ignoring Jungkook’s words to stay where you are. You step into the living room -which looks like a tornado had struck it- Archer stands by your parents, looming over them as your dad tends to you mom who holds a bleeding cheek.
“Archer, back off!” you can, and all three of them look at you, while your parents tell you to get away, Archer stomps over. You stand your ground, eyes meeting his hate filled ones, as he stops before you.
His hand reaches out for you, and something in the back of your head clicks, reminding you of the training you had with Jimin and you react before you can think.
When you slowly come back to yourself, you have Archer in a chokehold, while your parents remain where they are, and the phone lays abandoned on the floor. Archer squirms mumbling curses but you tighten your hold and he halts, knowing it won’t work.
A hand lands on her shoulder, while the other curls around her hip, warm breath hitting her ear as Namjoon and Jimin step into view, ready for orders.
“You can let him go, sweetheart. We’ll take it from here.”
