#btsprotective

“Yah, n/n, can you get that?” Tae asked, groaning only moments later as Jungkook got the final kill. You chuckle to yourself as they start to argue about whether it was fair or not, walking through the kitchen to the entryway. Their house was huge, and you knew the main floor well by now. You still got lost trying to find your own room, though- 

You open the door, expecting Jin or Hoseok, but instead, being met with a face you had almost begun to forget. Bf/n. “Miss me, y/n?” He grabs your arm, roughly tugging you out of the house. Shocked to the core, you let out a soft whimper, trying to shield yourself and pull away.

“Leave- leave me alone-” You tried, your voice stronger than it used to be, and he scoffs. You stared up at him angrily to try and hide your growing panic, before your head whips to the side, a stinging pain growing on your cheek. 

“You’re still my fucking property, I can’t believe you just left me like that. How could you be so heartless?” He growled, his grip tightening around your arm. Your heart was pounding hard, your vision blurring with the beat. You were trapped and your brothers couldn’t save you. “Remember who you belong to, Kitten.” 

A shiver of disgust and pure terror flowed up your spine, and you began to try and pull away more, but he wouldn’t let go. He wanted you back for some reason, and you wouldn’t be able to do shit to stop him. This thought brought more tears to your eyes, and he only laughed. He enjoyed seeing you in pain, and loved watching you cry. He begins to open his mouth, but is interrupted.

“Excuse me, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” A cold, harsh tone brought you back to your senses, and at first, you thought it was bf/n. It was Namjoon, with Yoongi and Jimin. If looks could kill, you knew the man holding you would be dead. 

“I’m just getting what’s mine and going. Come on, y/n.” Bf/n’s voice carried an unspoken threat, and you were trembling. You definitely had PTSD from your time with him, and it was causing you to lock up. If you didn’t escape this soon, you were scared you may pass out. Your head was already racing, and tears swam in your eyes. 

“No..-” You managed in a very soft voice, and his hand raises to strike you. You try to shield yourself yet again, but unlike the first time, this one never came. Slowly opening your eyes, you could see Yoongi grabbing his arm harshly and throwing it to the side. Yoongi had been more than a little pissed to find out how bf/n had treated you, so seeing it in person was bringing his anger back all too quickly. Namjoon lands a solid hit to bf/n’s gut, and he doubles over. 

Jimin takes your hands and gently (but quickly) pulls you back into the house, leaving your older brothers outside to take care of things. The moment the door shut, you began to sob, it being too much for your mind. Tae and Jungkook run in, their eyes wide once seeing you. “What the- Y/n, what happened?” Tae asks, before seeing Jimin shake his head and mouth, ‘Later’. Jungkook stood there, becoming more and more angry by the second. 

He gently pushes past you, stepping outside and marching up to your ex. Tae and Jimin help guide you to the couch, and you held your knees to your chest the moment you sit. Everything was fuzzy and you couldn’t breathe, Jimin attempting to help calm you by rubbing your back, and Tae was softly talking to you as an attempt to bring your mind to the present. 

Slowly but surely, your breathing came back, and you slumped back, exhausted. The door opens, and you jolt upright, but it was just your brothers. Yoongi looked pissed still, while Jungkook seemed almost nervous. Namjoon approaches you, and crouches in front of you. “He won’t bother you anymore, I promise. And if he does..” He swallowed thickly, and you just nod a little. 

You were still extremely anxious, but too exhausted to do anything. “Thank you guys, I didn’t-” You choke a little, and Jimin rubs your back a little. “I didn’t know what to do.” You were still shaking a bit, but not nearly as bad as you had been. Yoongi nods, while Namjoon smiles a bit.  “You don’t need to thank us. This is what family is for.”  

The door opens, and after a few moments, Jin and Hoseok walk into the living room with a few pizzas. Taking a look at your tear-stained face, Hoseok immediately asks, “What did we miss?”