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caelesjjk · 10 months ago

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entangled - jjk&kth - part two

⟶title: entangled ⟶pairing: spidey!jungkook x fem reader, venom!taehyung x fem reader ⟶au: marvel au ⟶ rating: 18+ ⟶ genre: romance, smut, love triangle ⟶ wc: 9k ⟶ warnings: mentions of blood and injuries, more infidelity type things, reader is confused af, two smut scenes because we take what they wanna give us: unprotected sex (don’t do this tho), dirty talk, kissing, fingering, couple position switches, it’s all pretty lovey dovey ⟶ summary: Kim Taehyung is Venom. A huge, terrifying symbiote monster that’s bonded with him and made a deal for a common goal. You don’t know what you’re doing. Your feelings are mixed and frazzled and confused. But you may not have the time to sort them out just yet if you can’t keep the two people you care about most from killing each other first. ⟶ authors note: hello darklings. You’ve all waited way too long for me to get this second part together and for that I apologize. I hope this makes up for the wait. The third and final part that follows this will be a bit of a wait too while I work on another fic, but I promise it will come. Big endless shoutout to @sailoryooons for listening to me whine about this for months and for beta reading the mess that it became. Also shouts to @tea4sykes for reading before it was even done to reassure me it was flowing okay. I love you guys.

Part One (if you missed it)

playlist if you want it: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5cg79N5KQBmZ9fOCtyD3A7?si=cQlAtRT7Roat33E60rzKtQ&pi=u-lMIH9SpZSD6X

You needed to run.

Everything was happening too quickly, your head couldn’t catch up with your feet that were scrambling across the floor in every direction trying to escape the monster Taehyung had just turned into. He had you completely trapped with nowhere to go.

Not to mention you were mostly naked with only a thin sheet barely clinging around you.

“Stop! Leave me alone! Please!” You beg and scream as it cuts you off again when you make a dash for the stairs.

“No. Leaving.” Venom roars and tries to make a move towards you, but stops when you accidentally back into the record player Taehyung has sitting on his side table.

The record scratches and squeaks at a high pitch and Venom groans in pain at the sound, his clawed hands grabbing at his head as he stumbles backwards. His black, crawling skin pulls away until you catch glimpses of Taehyung beneath the monster.

“Run. Please…run,” he begs before Venom consumes him again. But before he can get too far, you push over the record player so that it makes a constant high pitched noise and Venom screams until he falls back against the railing and goes over the edge.

You don’t wait to see anything else.

Grabbing the ends of the sheet you dash towards the bathroom and shove the door closed behind you, looking around frantically for a way to escape. Immediately your eyes see the fire escape outside the window.

You see some discarded clothes on the floor and immediately throw on the T-shirt and basketball shorts before using all your strength to shove open the old window that has obviously not been used in years. The old white paint cracks and splinters to the floor as you climb up onto the sill.

A loud bang suddenly sounds from outside the bathroom door. Venom must’ve stopped the record player.

“Where are you, girl?” You hear his menacing voice travel through the door.

Your pulse picks up again as you shove yourself the rest of the way out the window and into the pouring rain. The metal of the fire escape creaks and brings an instant chill to your already shaking body.

Looking back, you see the bathroom door shatter with the force the monster uses to break it open. You can barely hear yourself scream as you throw your weight onto the top of the window and close it behind you. You don’t look back again as you sprint down the stairs of the fire escape, but the sound of Venom crashing through the glass makes you move faster.

Bricks from the warehouse crunch beneath his claws and feet, causing pieces to crumble and rain down over your head. As soon as your bare feet hit the pavement, you make a mad dash past the docks and towards the main road.

The rain pelts against your face as the clouds continue to block the sun that should be starting to come up now. There is barely any light for you to see where you are going while the world is still wrapped in a navy blue hue.

You can see headlights up ahead. Cars. People. A way out.

“Not so fast.” Venom suddenly drops in front of you, making you stumble and fall to your back against the cobblestones. Your elbows scrape across the ground as you try to move away but he’s too big and too fast.

“Please…just let me go. I won’t tell anyone about you. I swear.” You press flat to the ground as Venom looms over you, his face slowly maneuvering downwards until your nose almost touches him.

“We…want to keep you. Protect you.”

“You’re scaring me, Taehyung. How can you say you want to protect me?” The crawling, black skin of Venom’s face peels away to reveal Taehyung once more.

“You’re in the middle of something that you shouldn’t be,” Taehyung says desperately.

“What does that even mean?”

“_____, please stay away from Jungkook. He-” Taehyung is cut off when Venom closes the skin back over his face. “He’s here,” he growls, moving to stand over top of you.

Before you can question him again, the bright light of a laser blast shoots past you, barely skimming Venom’s shoulder and blowing chunks of the ground all over you.

When you look back up, the red and gold suit of Ironman comes flying into your view. He tries to fly between you and Venom, but the monster is too fast, back handing Ironman and sending him flying into the side of one of the buildings.

“No!” You yell, trying to get to your feet but you can’t get your footing with all the rubble surrounding you.

“Stay. Back,” Venom whips around to tell you. That distraction is enough for Ironman to come flying back, hitting Venom in the stomach with his shoulder and throwing the two of them about ten feet away.

You don’t want Jin to hurt Taehyung. Venom is the monster. Taehyung is good. He’s gentle and kind.

Your head hurts so badly and there’s blood dripping down your newly busted lip. You don’t know what you can do but you have to do something.

Getting to your feet as the rain continues to pour from the thundering clouds overhead, you clamber through the rubble trying to get closer to where Jin has Venom pinned against the side of a dumpster. Just as you approach, Venom hits Jin’s hand away causing the laser blast to go off and almost hit you. You felt the heat of it skim past your face.

“Get out of here, _____! Now!” Jin yells, losing his balance when Venom pushes him off into the side of another building. You fall back on your ass, hitting the wet street once again.

Venom crawls over to you slowly. The sight of it freezing you in place as the slithering skin of his face once again pulls back to reveal Taehyung.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He says, bending to get closer to you. You can see Jin getting back up out of the corner of your eye.

“Run, Tae. Please just run away and hide. And don’t ever come looking for me again. They’ll kill you.” You touch his cheek and his eyes close. “Please go.”

Just as you take your hand away you hear someone from above you yell your name, your head whipping up at the familiar sound.

Venom’s face consumes Taehyung again as he steps in front of you defensively. Jungkook comes into view, swinging down from a web attached to the nearest warehouse.

Jungkook moves so quickly you can barely register what’s happening before he’s kicking Venom hard enough to make him roar and fly across the other side of the road.

“Get her out of here, Jungkook!” Jin yells as he comes back into the fight.

“We have him where we want him! I’m not leaving!” Jungkook yells back, shooting a web at one of the big pieces of rubble and flinging it towards Venom.

It shouldn’t hurt to hear him say that.

It shouldn’t sting like a slap across the face when he doesn’t choose you again. But god, does it fucking ever.

“Now!” Jin screams the word at Jungkook, barely holding off Venom, who is scraping and clawing with all his might to get back to you.

Such an anomaly this turned out to be.

Jungkook shoots off a few more webs, catching them on one of Venom’s wrists and sticking to the ground so it’s harder for him to move. And then Jungkook is whirling around and scooping you into his arms.

You wrap your arms around his neck instinctively, looking over his shoulder to watch the fight between Jin and Venom for as long as you can before they’re just dots in the distance as Jungkook swings you back into the city.

You almost start to doze off from exhaustion when you feel the world stop moving and Jungkook standing you on your feet. You almost lose your balance at the loss of him so suddenly.

“What the fuck were you doing out there, ____?” Jungkook asks, his voice loud and full of an anger you’d never heard from him before.

“I…I was just going for a walk…” the lie falls from your mouth before you even have a chance to think about it. “I got lost…”

“How do you always do this? How are you always in the middle of some terrible shit?” Jungkook rips his mask off and throws it across your bedroom against the opposite wall before he starts to pace.

“I’m sorry…” you feel so small as you watch the anger radiate off of him.

“Sorry? You’re sorry? Do you have any idea what you’ve likely cost us tonight?” He comes into your space, backing you into your kitchen counter.

“Jungkook…”

“Just…stay out of my way, Data.” His shoulders slump when he steps back from you and grabs his mask from the floor. Your body shakes and gives into your exhaustion, your knees hitting the floor as Jungkook bounds off your balcony.

The only light in your apartment is from the barely there sun, casting shadows of your furniture and the plants on the windowsill across the hardwood floor. It’s quiet, too quiet when there’s a busy city 10 floors down.

How could one person make you feel so loved and so alone at the same time? Were you the bad guy? You slept with Taehyung out of spite…didn’t you? That’s how it started at least…now you’re not sure how you feel.

You don’t understand Taehyung, and part of you wants to know more. Why is he allowing Venom to control him and use him? What does he get out of it? All questions you would love to ask him if he wasn’t an absolutely terrifying monster.

A monster that Jungkook could possibly be killing right now. That thought makes you nauseous immediately.

You crawl across the floor until you can press your back against the wall, pulling your knees to your chest and putting your head between them. You needed to block it all out for a moment…or several.

You don’t know how long you have been sitting there or when you fall asleep but eventually you lift your head and squint at the sun trickling in through your windows and balcony doors. A perfectly cool breeze moves your green curtains and gives you goosebumps.

When your back starts to hurt from sitting on the wood floor, you convince yourself to get up to close the door. You know you desperately need a shower as well.

As you reach the balcony door, you see Jungkook sitting on your stone railing, his head in his hands. You want to rush towards him and make sure he’s okay, but you stay put.

“How long have you been out here?” You ask quietly, hand gripping the door handle too tightly.

“A while.” Jungkook mutters, his hands coming up to his hair and pulling at the roots.

“You…you should go home, Jungkook.” You hate the sound of your own voice right now. Weak and scratchy.

“I shouldn’t have said those things to you earlier, Data.” He moves slowly, head coming up as he slides off the railing to stand.

“But you did. And I have a feeling you meant them.”

“No…I just don’t understand why we can’t catch this monster. And when I saw you there, I lost it.” He runs his hand through his mess of black waves.

“Did…did you catch him now?” You swallow thickly, not sure what answer you want to hear.

“No. Jin couldn’t hold him. He’s looking into asking Dr. Kim for help in building a trap.” He looks defeated and the guilt starts to crawl up your throat.

Dr. Kim Namjoon is a scientist that most people would know as the Hulk. He’s a brilliant mind and someone you very much look up to as far as the career path you hope to take one day. It scares you that he might get involved in capturing…or killing Taehyung.

“I’m sorry,” is all you can manage to whisper.

“Data…” He steps closer to you and you flinch a little. “Fuck…fuck I’m so sorry. You were scared and you’re…you’re fucking hurt and all I did was yell at you.” Jungkook stays where he is, but reaches out his hand towards you.

“I don’t…I can’t,” you whimper.

“It’s okay. Let me take care of you, baby. Please.” His hand stays out stretched and you know if you take it that the guilt will continue to eat away at you. That you can never tell him what you know. Because you care about Jungkook…but you care about Taehyung too, and you just hope he runs and doesn’t come back.

You take Jungkook’s hand and he gently steps towards you again until he’s close enough to cup your face in his hands, angling it in different ways to mentally take note of your injuries. He runs his thumb over the bump on your forehead and the cut on your lip that has you wincing. His lips press to your forehead when your arms finally wrap around his middle and fingers grip at his back.

“I’m just making trouble for you, JK.” Your lip trembles when you look up into his eyes, his brows scrunching in confusion.

“We knew when we started that this wasn’t going to be easy. But I…I have a responsibility, Data. And I’m doing my best to do that and keep you safe.” He swipes at your tears and lifts you onto the counter so he can stand between your thighs. “I’ll always keep you safe.”

You believe him. But at what cost? What will happen to him if he continues to worry about you instead of the danger he is so heroically protecting the city…maybe even the world from. He is your best friend and something so much more.

Your hands slide into his hair, the damp strands sliding through your fingers in the most familiar way. Jungkook's hands stay on your cheeks as he pulls your mouth to his, swallowing the little whimpers that try to escape you.

His lips taste like his favorite minty chapstick and the cinnamon gum he had probably chewed on his way back to your apartment. He always chews it when he needs to think more clearly.

“You have every right to be angry with me,” you whisper between sweet pecks to your lips.

“Angry…maybe. But cruel? No. You mean more to me than that.” His mouth finds your jaw while his hands gently hold your shoulders. “How about a bath?”

Could you really be deserving of these moments with Jungkook when you were enjoying being face down on Taehyung’s bed just a day ago?

Fuck. You were so fucking selfish.

You nod your head ‘yes’, not trusting your voice when guilt is rising up your throat.

Jungkook picks you up from the counter, your arms around his neck and legs around his hips as he carries you towards your tiny apartment bathroom. Stopping once or twice to press your back against the wall and slip his tongue into your mouth. A tongue that you gladly suck between your teeth until he moans your name.

“Get these off.” Jungkook shoves into your bathroom, the space almost too small for you and his broad body. He makes quick but gentle work of your dirt and blood stained clothes, kicking them into the corner of the bathroom.

You help him slide the sleeves of his blue and red suit down his arms, slowly revealing all the beautiful ink tattooed into the skin of his right arm. Your hands follow the dips of muscle of his torso as more skin is revealed from beneath his suit.

After he’s naked and you’ve thoroughly touched as much of his bare body as you can, you slide your ass up onto your tiny marble vanity and open your legs for him to stand between. Jungkook stands back a moment, his eyes roaming and settling between your legs.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this? You went through a lot tonight…” You don’t let him finish his sentence, wrapping your fingers around his semi-hard cock so you can stroke him.

“Let’s talk later. Right now I just need to feel you inside me. Remind me why I’m yours…please.” You could feel traitorous tears try to well in your eyes and Jungkook furrows his brows in confusion for a moment.

“Data…” He puts his hand over yours to stop your strokes.

“No. Please…I need you.” You meet his eyes and it only takes him a moment to tighten his hand on yours and help you move your fist up and down his cock again.

Jungkooks head rolls forward, a deep grumble in his chest sending shivers up your spine. He steps closer so his hips can widen your thighs and you can guide his cock to your entrance. You’re so wet that he easily pushes into you, your back arching off the vanity mirror at the stretch.

“You’ve always been my girl, Data.” His tattooed hand grips your hip and steadies you when he begins to shallow thrust, crude wet noises already coming from where your bodies meet. “Your pussy always remembers me so well.”

“Do the other Avengers know how filthy your mouth is?” You whisper, leaning forward to kiss him.

“My filthy mouth is only for you.” Jungkook kisses you back, sheathing himself completely inside you and holding himself there. He moves his swollen lips down your jaw and over your chest until he reaches your nipples, sucking and pulling until you’re a moaning mess.

“Please move, Jungkook.” You inch your ass forward until it’s perched right on the edge of the vanity. Jungkook groans against your breast, lifting his head to look where your bodies meet.

He holds both your hips in his hands as he begins a quick pace. But no matter how fast he pumps his hips against you, he never misses that spot inside you that makes stars dance across your eyelids.

“You feel so good. I don’t think I’m gonna last…” His distressed face meets yours and you reach up to touch his face and pull him closer.

“I’m so close, JK…please make me come.” He kisses you, hard and unyielding while his cock drills you against the mirror. You’re almost afraid it’ll break when he forgets how strong he is. But you don’t care, you want him to break you. You don’t deserve soft and sweet right now.

Jungkook lifts you off the vanity and faster than humanly possible has you on the floor of your hallway right outside your tiny bathroom. He throws your legs over his shoulders and hits a spot inside you that almost immediately has you crying out his name and coming all over his cock. Your pussy clenches around him so hard it makes him whimper above you, bringing him to his own orgasm. He fills you up as warmth spreads all over your body.

“Did I hurt you? I was too rough…” His hands are immediately on your face angling you to look at him.

“No, I’m okay. I promise.” You smile at him, hoping that it feels real. You’re too riddled with guilt.

“Let’s get in the bath.” He pulls out of you slowly, sitting up on his knees while he presses soft kisses to your fingers and palm.

The tub is far too small for the both of you, but it doesn’t matter. Water sloshes out onto the floor each time you move, but that doesn’t matter either. It feels good to have his warmth behind you when you lean back against his chest.

“Do you want to talk about what happened?” Jungkook asks after a while, his hands rubbing your arms while his lips kiss the top of your head.

You freeze, knowing that you should tell him the truth. That you know who the monster is that he’s searching for. But you can’t bring yourself to put Taehyung in danger. So you lie. Again.

“I went for drinks with friends last night…I got lost walking home. I don’t know how I ended up at the docks. It was so stupid of me…” You hate how easily the lie spilled out.

“You aren’t stupid, Data. You just seem to have a magnet for danger.” He laughs quietly, kissing your shoulder. “I shouldn’t have made you feel like it was your fault.”

“It was my fault. I messed things up for you and Jin,” you sigh, slumping against his wet chest.

“Don’t worry about that. It won’t be much longer before we have the monster.”

“Have him?” You ask, goosebumps prickling your skin.

“Mr. Kim thinks the monster is a human. An experiment gone wrong. He wants to help him…or study him. As long as it isn’t running free in the city anymore.” Jungkook explains, his hands gathering some soap bubbles from the water and washing your arms and chest with gentle fingers.

“How would he help him?” If Jin can help Taehyung…then maybe he can get rid of Venom.

“I’m not sure. I think we would be better off getting rid of it altogether. It’s a menace.” You feel Jungkook’s muscles tense as he talks and you know you still can't tell him the truth about Venom.

You don’t say anything else, afraid that your voice will shake and give you away. He knows you too well.

Jungkook makes sure you’re cleaned up and comfortable in bed before he leaves you again. In most cases you would feel hurt that he’s left, but you need time to think without your feelings being clouded by his presence.

What the fuck are you going to do?

Going about your normal day to day life felt wrong. You go to school. You study with your friends. You see Jungkook on occasion, and every time you do, the guilt burrows a little deeper inside you, whittling away at your ability to keep up the facade.

What makes it worse was that Taehyung hasn’t been at school for two weeks. It makes you absolutely terrified that something has happened to him. That undeniable connection you felt with him makes it difficult not to worry.

Sleep almost completely evades you the last two weeks.

“You look terrible,” Hoseok pokes, sitting a fresh coffee down in front of you on the library study table.

“Charming,” you grumble, snatching the coffee and inhaling its heavenly caffeine-illed scent.

“It’s not even finals season, why aren’t you sleeping? Trouble with the boyfriend perhaps?” Hobi sits his backpack down and plops into the chair next to you.

“He isn’t my boyfriend.” You press your forehead to the table and gently hit it against the top a few times. “And I just…my upstairs neighbor has been noisy.” The lies start to come out easier and easier the more you make up.

“I told you to move in with me months ago. Way closer to campus.” He pops some cheese cracker snacks into his mouth.

You know it would be nice to live with Hoseok. Easy. But you can’t. Not with Spider-Man coming and going and a giant monster possibly looking for you now. You could never forgive yourself if something happened to your friend.

“I appreciate that offer, you know I do. I just…like my space.” You sigh, lifting your head to meet his eyes. He probably knows you’re lying, but if he does, he doesn’t let on.

“Offer continues to stand if you change your mind, ___.” The look on his face is serious for a moment before he points the bag of snacks towards you. “Crackers?”

You smile and take a handful, popping them into your mouth as you sit back in your chair and listen to Hoseok talk more about nothing and everything for as long as you can.

After Hobi leaves, you continue to study until you notice the daylight is starting to disappear outside the library windows. You stretch your arms over your head, groaning when your stiff muscles protest before packing up your things to finally head home for the night.

Pulling your phone from your bag, you see there’s been no messages from Jungkook since yesterday afternoon when he said he would stop by as soon as he could. It shouldn’t be disappointing, you should be used to it, but that little pang still makes you feel some type of way.

You sigh, shoving your phone into your back pocket as you exit the library and see that it’s raining again. It seems like there has been constant rain over the last two weeks, making everything dreary. A mirror to how you felt inside as well.

Not having an umbrella, you power walk down the street towards the train station to get home. It’s only a couple of blocks but you still hate to do it at night. Especially when you get a sudden chill at the back of your neck, as if someone is following you. But every time you turn around, no one is there.

“Relax, ____. You’re exhausted and delirious,” you say to yourself, trying to calm your nerves as you continue walking.

Something big moves at the corner of your eye, dashing down the alleyway to your right and making you halt your quick steps. The only way to your apartment is past that alleyway, so you convince yourself once more that the exhaustion is getting to you and you press forward down the sidewalk.

You hold your breath and close your eyes as you sprint past the alleyway, stopping after a few feet to catch your breath.

You make it. You’re in the clear. The home stretch.

A cold hand wraps around your wrist and yanks you backwards into the alley. Your brain tries to catch up with what’s happening but when you try to scream, another hand covers your mouth just as your back is pressed against the cold, wet bricks of the wall behind you.

“Pigeon.” Taehyung’s deep voice sounds hoarse but also relieved. Your fight or flight instincts immediately melt away when your eyes settle on his injured face.

A cut on his eyebrow, a bruise beneath his left eye, blood dripping from his forehead from beneath his mess of black hair. What the hell happened to him?

You gently wrap your hand around his wrist and slowly move his hand away from your mouth.

“I won’t scream. I promise,” you assure him, his shoulders visibly unwinding.

“I know you’re scared of me. I’m sorry…I put you in danger because I was being selfish.” Taehyung takes a step back from you, giving you space.

“I’m not scared of you.” You reach out and softly touch his cheek just beneath his eye where the bruise has blossomed and he shivers at your touch.

“I’m just glad that you’re safe.” Taehyung moves your palm to his lips and presses a kiss to your skin.

“What happened to you, Taehyung? Where have you been?”

“All I’ve wanted since this started was to expose The Life Foundation. They’re testing on people and killing them. Not a single person has survived until…”

“You,” you say quietly, watching his shoulders slump before he nods in agreement. “How did this happen?”

“I went to the lab to interview a couple of the scientists for an assignment…I got a little too curious I guess and followed a scientist down into a part of the lab no one knows exists. That’s where I saw the people they’re testing on…in cages. The symbiotes like Venom need a host but it wasn’t working and no one was surviving.” Taehyung runs his hand through his hair before he continues. “I accidentally released Venom when I tried to save one of the people in the cages and he bonded with me and somehow I survived. Still not sure how…”

“What’s stopping you from exposing them?”

“I wanted to have hard proof before I took the information somewhere else but I haven’t been able to get back inside the lab, not even with Venom.”

“Because of Jungkook.”

“He doesn’t understand what he’s getting himself into. They have suspicions but they’re keeping me from shutting the place down.” Taehyung sighs. “Your boyfriend is a pain in my ass.”

“What if…what if we talk to him? Jungkook will listen. I know he…” Taehyung cuts you off with a laugh.

“They think I’m a monster…and they aren’t wrong. But all Venom wants is to save the other symbiotes and get back to their planet.” Taehyung’s words almost sound disappointed when he talks about Venom leaving.

“But he’s…he’s hurting you. Can’t Venom heal you?”

“He does…he has. This last round of injuries was…extensive. I’m just healing more slowly.” He slumps against the opposite wall of the alley.

“You need to rest.”

“No. No, we’re going back to the lab tonight to try again.”

“Taehyung, please. He’s going to get you killed. Jungkook and Jin…they’re powerful.”

“You think I haven’t noticed?” He raises his voice slightly, but chokes on his words, folding over when a pain shoots through his side.

“That’s it. I want to talk to Venom.” You can’t stand to see him like this.

“Absolutely not. I’m not putting you in danger.”

“You’ll be there, right? You won’t let him hurt me.”

“I can’t always control him. He doesn’t always listen.” His eyes search yours for any sign of fear but he doesn’t find it.

“Let him out.” You cross your arms over your chest and wait for Taehyung to release his monster.

“Five minutes. That’s all I’m giving.” He takes several steps away from you until there’s plenty of space between the two of you. You nod that you’re ready.

The black crawling skin of Venom consumes Taehyung in almost an instant, his handsome face disappearing beneath terrifying white eyes and razor sharp teeth. Deep, bass filled growls flow from between those teeth and rumble the ground beneath your feet.

“Creature.” He says, smiling widely.

“Monster.” You retort.

“Sorry for…chasing you.” He keeps his distance, but paces back and forth through the alley. “I was…hungry.”

“You chase people and destroy buildings when you’re hungry?” You half laugh in disbelief.

“Very hungry!” He growls, pushing against a dumpster.

“Fine. Forget about it. I want you to let Taehyung rest, you’re going to get him killed.”

“Taehyung is fine.”

“No he isn’t! He’s all beat up, and I don’t even want to know what’s wrong internally. He needs time to heal.” You take a few steps closer.

“I can heal him, Creature.”

“He needs to rest. You need him and he won’t be of any use if he’s dead.” You stop as Venom groans and shoves his fists into the ground beside you.

“Demanding little bug.” He half spits.

“How long can you live without your host?” You don’t flinch at his outburst.

Venom doesn’t answer right away, he goes back to pacing the alley before he starts talking to himself…or to Taehyung.

“Bad idea…she pisses me off…should eat her…” Venom grabs his head in pain when the last line leaves his mouth. “Fine. No eating.” He comes back to stand in front of you, looming several feet taller.

You look up and hold your stance. You’ll never let this pain in the ass monster know that he absolutely terrifies you.

“Three days. Three days before your atmosphere kills me.” Venom says, not seeming pleased.

“Then leave him alone for three days. Go away and let him rest. I mean it.” Venom lowers his face to yours so that you’re standing eye to eye.

You can see your reflection in the shiny white of his eyes and your heart picks up its pace. Not because of the monster in front of you, but because somewhere behind those eyes is a man that means more to you than you thought he ever could. The strange feeling of just knowing someone is meant to be in your life becomes slightly overwhelming.

Without a second thought, one of your hands comes up and touches the side of Venom's face. His symbiote skin is cold, strange and unfamiliar. But it only takes a moment before Venom is melting away and once again revealing the stunned face of Taehyung.

“You got him to listen.” He breathes, taking your face in his hands.

“He’s not so tough.” You smile when he laughs and presses his forehead against yours.

“You’re exquisite.” His nose skims yours. “And I missed you.”

“I was so worried about you,” you admit softly against his mouth that has gravitated to yours.

He kisses you softly for a moment, neither of you noticing as Venom slithers out and makes his exit down the alley. You’re too relieved to have Taehyung safely pressed against you again. And when he starts to deepen your kiss, as much as you want it to continue, you press your palm to his chest and gently push him back.

“What’s the matter?” He asks, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“I wasn’t joking about you getting rest. I got you three days with no Venom. Let’s get you home, okay?” You lace your fingers through his and start walking towards the street, but he stops you.

“I haven’t been able to go back to the warehouse. They’ve been watching it like hawks.” His shoulder slump when he rubs the back of his neck.

“Where have you been sleeping?”

“Abandoned buildings mostly. Or just not at all.” He laughs half heartedly.

“Let’s go to my place.” You know it’s a bad idea. Jungkook could drop in at any moment and you aren’t sure how he would react to finding the man behind the monster he’s been so desperately trying to defeat. “You’ll be safe there.”

“Will I?” Taehyung asks, wary for the same reasons you are.

“Yes. Because I’ll protect you.” Taehyung smiles at your declaration.

“I have no doubts about that, Pigeon.”

You take as many back ways as you can think of until you reach your apartment building, releasing a long breath when you safely reach the elevator and unlock your door.

It feels strange to have Taehyung here, but also very right. He looks like a weight has been lifted off of him as he takes in your green velvet couch and collection of coffee mugs with a boxy smile on his face.

“You’re adorable.” He says, picking up a tiny cactus from your bookshelf that could definitely use some water.

“It’s not much.” You shrug, feeling your cheeks heat.

“It’s perfect.” He comes back to stand in front of you, long fingers gently gripping your chin to make you look at him. “It’s you and I think that’s perfect.”

“Tae…” you sigh but give into the kiss he sweetly presses to your lips.

“Thank you.” He whispers after a moment. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if anything had…” You cut him off with another kiss.

“I’m fine, I promise.” You take both of his hands in yours and start to lead him towards your bathroom. “You, however, need to take a shower.”

“Saying I stink, Pigeon?” He teases, following you to your tiny bathroom.

“Definitely,” you counter, smiling when he laughs. A real laugh that you aren’t sure you’ve heard yet. It makes your stomach twist and clench.

“Come in with me?” Taehyung asks quietly when you bend to turn on the hot water for him. His fingers find your spine and tease up the column slowly.

God you want to. But the sudden memory of Jungkook in this bathroom with you two weeks ago clouds your vision and your ability to have this too.

“I’m going to make you some tea, okay? Take your time.” You stand on your toes to kiss him quickly, ignoring the pang in your chest when he pouts his bottom lip.

You close the bathroom door and press your back against it. You listen as Taehyung opens the shower curtain and gets inside, the smell of your rose scented body wash wafting from under the door when he uses it. You must be insane.

Bringing him here is so risky, but you can’t leave him out there with nowhere else to go. He means too much.

When the bathroom door opens twenty minutes later, you jump at the sound, almost dropping your cup of tea to the hardwood floor. It almost takes a tumble a second time when you look up and see Taehyung standing in your kitchen with just a towel around his waist.

“My clothes were in pretty bad shape…I don’t suppose you have something I can borrow?” He asks with a shy smile on his face and fingers in his wet curls.

“Um…y-yeah. Yes. I’ll find something.” A wave of heat rushes over your skin as you hastily move past him and into your bedroom at the end of the hallway. He follows you, leaning against the door frame to watch you.

“Are you worried he’ll come here?” Taehyung asks, the pretty smile on his face replaced by a frown.

“A bit.” You admit, kneeling inside your closet to look through some drawers for sleeping pants. “It’s really just a matter of when…”

“Is he what you want?” The question throws you off, making you pause.

“I don’t know.” It’s an honest answer, more complicated than it should be. Taehyung nods but doesn’t press for more information. You’re not sure you can come with anything else even if he wants you to.

You finally find a pair of green and navy blue plaid pajama pants, pulling them out of the drawer and bringing them to Taehyung.

He drops the towel as soon as you’re in front of him, eyes holding you in place with nowhere to escape.

“Thanks, Pigeon.” He doesn’t look away from your eyes as he slips his long legs into the too short leg holes and settles them loosely on his narrow hips. Your breath shakes when he steps closer and closes the gap between you.

“I made you tea,” you croak.

“I don’t want tea.” He practically moans against your neck when he nuzzles your jaw. “I want to show you why I’m what you want.”

Your entire being trembles at the words.

“You should rest, Taehyung.” You can’t stop your hands from finding the warm skin of his shoulders and chest.

“No rest for the wicked, Pigeon.” His mouth claims yours, swallowing down any other protest you may have tried to use.

He slowly leads you back until the back of your knees hit your bed and you both fall onto the mattress. He kisses you until you’re dizzy and desperate for air, your legs wrapping around his hips in a desperate attempt to bring him closer.

And then you remember that your stove is still turned on with tea likely boiling over all over the burners.

“Tae…” Yyou try to say before his lips close over yours again. “The tea…I need to go turn it off.”

“No.” He nips your lips and moves his kisses down your chin and over your jaw.

“I’ll be quick. Just wait here.” You playfully push him off of you, his head landing on your pillows with a smile on his face.

You look back over your shoulder when you reach the door, Taehyung winking as you round the corner into the hallway.

Luckily, the tea is where it should be, inside the kettle. You turn off the burner and move the kettle onto a potholder onto the counter top. Then quickly turn off the lights before stopping by the bathroom to make something of your mess of hair as quickly as possible.

Back in the bedroom, you barely make it inside the door before you hear the quiet snores coming from Taehyung. His arms above his head and his face buried in the pillows as he lays on his back against your mustard yellow sheets. His half dried curls a messy little halo around his head.

He really is beautiful.

You make your way to the bed, pulling your comforter over his sleeping form and softly touching the bruises in his cheek. He doesn’t stir even a little.

Over the next three days you, watch him.

You’ve never seen someone sleep so much in your life. It worries you at first, checking to see if he is breaking multiple times throughout the day. But he just continues to sleep, only moving to turn on his side or stomach and barely makes any noise at all.

You email your professors the first day and tell them that you won’t be in class but would follow along online. You move a chair into the corner of your bedroom so you can stay close to him. It keeps you busy while Taehyung sleeps.

You also keep busy with cleaning your apartment and thinking of ways to have a very hard and strange conversation with Jungkook. How did you tell your best friend…someone you love…that you may also have feelings for someone else?

And how did you then tell your best friend that the other person you have feelings for is the monster he’s been trying to capture for months?

At night you curl up next to him in your bed, but always carefully so you don't disturb him. You want him to feel better as soon as possible.

It was mid morning on the third day, some very difficult calculus questions driving you crazy when you hear Taehyung groan and lift his head from the pillow.

“Pigeon?” He croaks, his voice rough and dry.

“I’m here, it’s okay.” You toss your book aside, rushing over to the side table and handing him the glass of water you sat out every day in case he woke up needing it. “Drink this please.”

He doesn’t argue, taking the glass of water and downing all its contents in an instant. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hands, chest heaving.

“That may have been the best water I’ve had in my life.” You take the glass and sit down next to him on the bed. “How long was I out for?”

“Almost three days.” You move some black curls away from his forehead when he looks up at you.

“Really? I wasted the whole three days sleeping? Fuck.” He sighs in annoyance.

“It wasn’t a waste, Tae. You obviously needed it after what you’ve been through lately.”

The way he looks at you makes your stomach flutter and twist. Like he’s never seen anyone like you or felt anything like your touch. It’s maddening.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t move.” He squeezes your hand and jumps out of bed far too quickly, heading into your bathroom where you hear him using the extra toothbrush you had sat out for him. You can’t stop the smile that pulls at the corners of your mouth.

When he returns to the bed, he sits behind you and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling your back against his chest so he can nuzzle his face into your neck.

“Thank you for watching over me,” he mumbles into your neck.

“How do you know I watched over you?” You ask, leaning back into his chest.

“There’s a chair surrounded by snacks, coffee cups and calculus books set up in the corner, Pigeon.” Taehyung kisses your neck and makes you shudder. “You’re too good for me.”

“It’s not that.” Your voice is a whisper when he moves your sweater off of your shoulder to kiss the heated skin there.

“What is it?” His mouth continues leaving warm, wet paths along your neck and shoulder.

“I care…about you.” Your head lulls back against his shoulder when his hands slide up your front beneath your shirt to cup your breasts in his hands.

“I’m still going to show you why I’m what you want…what you need. I didn’t forget.” He nips your earlobe and pinches both nipples with his long fingers at the same time.

You spin around, grabbing his face roughly and slam your mouth onto his in the next second. Taehyung’s hands immediately find your hips helping you straddle his thighs to settle on his lap.

Any clothing creating an unwanted barrier between the two of you are quickly discarded without a care for where they land. Your skin feels like there’s millions of tiny embers just below the surface waiting to crack through and set the whole room on fire.

Taehyung holds one arm tightly around your waist while the other maneuvers the two of you back farther on the bed so he can rest his back against the headboard. Your mouths never leave the others, tongues and teeth clashing in the most desperate way.

“Are you okay…with this?” Taehyung suddenly asks. His hair is a mess and his lips swollen and chapped.

“I don’t know how to answer that question anymore. I wish I just knew what to do…” You feel emotion start to take over and Taehyung grips your chin to look at him.

“It doesn’t matter. Not right now, okay? Right now I just want you to be mine. Because I’m yours…I belong to you.” He says it so simply. And it should be simple. It shouldn’t be possible to love them both.

He pulls you back to him, kissing you so gently it makes you shiver. One hand glides to the back of your head and settles in your hair while the other lifts your ass to hold you above his cock that was standing tall with need between your legs.

No more words need to be spoken as you position him at your entrance, your pussy slick and sticky from the build up to what’s about to happen. He takes his hand from your hip and brings it to your throbbing clit, using his thumb to stroke it slowly while you lower yourself onto him.

The stretch of him mixed with the way his thumb strokes you is as close to heaven as you can imagine. You can feel yourself getting wetter that more you try and accommodate his size.

“Be good for me, Pigeon. Ride my cock.” He moans the words around one of your nipples when he leans forward to capture one with his lips.

Once fully seated, you slowly move your hips in a circular motion, causing his engorged cock to hit places inside that make fireworks pop behind your eyelids and your head to fall back when your back arches.

“Fuck…you feel so good,” you finally manage to say.

“I could come right now just watching you take me like this, angel. Like you were made to have my cock inside you.” Taehyung groans as his hands find your hips and help you start to move up and down.

You find a mind numbing rhythm, and orgasm on the brink of breaking through. You’re so close it almost hurts.

“I need to come, Tae…please.” You wrap your arms around his neck, sweaty chests sliding against the other.

“Me too. Fuck, I can’t wait to come inside you.” He holds you steady, digging his heels into the mattress and thrusting upwards to meet your movements.

A silent scream has your mouth hanging open and eyes rolling to the back of your head when you finally get your release. Taehyung’s lips and tongue scorching the skin of your neck when he feels you clench around him.

“Good girl, Pigeon. Come all over my cock.” He holds you down, fully sheathing inside you when he finds his release as well.

You slump against his chest, breathing hard as you start to come down for the incredible high he had just given you.

Taehyung kisses your shoulder and up your neck, over your jaw and chin until he reaches your lips. Kissing your raw lips in the softest way.

“You okay?” You ask, still out of breath.

“Never better.” He smiles, moving sweaty hair from your face.

“I’ll get you some more water. Maybe snacks?” You move from his lap, the sudden empty feeling making you groan.

“Venom will be here soon. If he isn’t already.” His smile fades.

“I know. So let’s get you fed and hydrated before he makes his presence known, okay?”

“Yeah, okay. Don’t be too long.” He holds your hand to help you off the bed while he readjusts against the headboard. You playfully roll your eyes, grabbing your t-shirt off the floor and quickly throwing it on before you slip out of your bedroom to the kitchen.

You fill up two more glasses of water and begin rummaging through your cabinets for any sort of edible snack when you hear tapping on the glass doors leading to your balcony. You nearly drop everything when you turn and see Jungkook standing there in his Spider-Man suit, his mask in his hand.

“Fuck.” You grumble, sitting down the snacks and water before going to unlock the door with pure fear coursing through your veins.

“Since when do you lock this door?” Jungkook asks as soon as you turn the lock.

“Just to be safe.” Your voice shakes and your eyes continuously flash towards the hallway where you know your bedroom door is wide open. Another man in your bed.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been here in so long I just…” He pauses, a look you recognize crossing his face. He senses something.

Shit.

“Is everything okay?” You know the answer.

“He’s in here.” Jungkook immediately starts to push past you to look through your apartment.

“Who? What are you talking about Jungkook?” You try to grab his arm while he looks in your living room.

“The monster. I know that feeling anywhere. He’s here. What the fuck is he doing here?” You shove against his chest to stop him.

“There’s no monster here. I think you need to go.”

“What the fuck is going on, Data? Is someone else here?” His jaw ticks and your panic is starting to take over.

“I…um. Jungkook, please just listen.”

“Who? Who the fuck is it?” He pushes past you and you grab his arm to stop him before he freezes in place, looking at the doorway that leads to the hall.

Taehyung in all his shirtless glory stands leaning against the frame.

“Looking for me?” Taehyung smirks and you want to die.

“Who the fuck are you?” Jungkook practically seethes.

“Pretty sure you know the answer to that.” Taehyung takes a step towards you and Jungkook immediately blocks his path.

“You’re him? The monster from the lab?” Jungkook asks, moving into an even more protective stance.

“You don’t need to protect her from me.” Taehyung crosses his arms over his chest and walks over to the counter where you left the water and snacks, picking up a glass and taking a few drinks. “I’d never hurt her.”

“You mean the way your monster left her bruised and bleeding by the docks? Fuck you.” Jungkook takes your hand and pulls you towards the balcony door. “I don’t know what you’re doing with him, Data, but he’s fucking dangerous. Let’s go.”

“Jungkook, please. You don’t understand.”

“Don’t fight me on this. I’m getting you out of here.”

“Since when do you care about ___? She may as well be alone when she’s with you.” Taehyung moves to stand in front of the doors.

“Shut the fuck up. You’re lucky I don’t drag you to Mr. Kim this fucking second.”

“Is that so, spider boy?” Taehyung smiles and grabs Jungkook’s shoulder to stop him from dragging you any farther.

Jungkook lets go of your wrist and pushes Taehyung in the chest. But before he can make any other moves, Venom’s black crawling skin swallows Taehyung and replaces him with the huge looking monster.

Venom roars, shaking your entire apartment. He’s so big he takes almost half the room.

“Get the hell out of here, Data!” Jungkook yells, slipping his mask back over his face.

You want to rip your hair from your head. Scream at the top of your lungs. Stomp on the floor like a two year old throwing a tantrum.

But you deserve this after what you’ve been doing.

“Stop.” You say, watching Jungkook shoot a web at Venom’s sharp clawed hand. “Stop it!” You practically scream, making the both of them pause to look at you.

“Go outside, Creature.” Venom growls.

“You’re both going to listen to me. Right fucking now.” You walk across the kitchen and stand between them. “You’re not about to destroy my apartment with your pointless fighting. So listen to what I have to say.”

Jungkook stays in his defensive position but nods towards you for you to continue.

“You’re going to listen too, monster. Understand?”

“Bossy little creature.” He groans, ripping Jungkook’s web off of his hand and giving you his attention.

“I realized the other day that you all want the same thing. You want to shut down that lab and stop the testing they’re doing on humans. Venom wants to save his friends and go home and Jungkook, I know you want to save everyone trapped inside there. So why don’t we all work together to make it happen?” You release a long breath after everything spills out. “And after we do that…then we can talk about…us.” You motion between the three of you.

“Data…I didn’t know that I…” Jungkook starts to say but you stop him by holding up a hand.

“We aren’t doing this now, okay? Right now, we need to go see Jin.”

“Ironman.” Venom growls in distaste.

“He can help. I know he’ll know how to get you and the other symbiotes home.” you try to reason.

Venom contemplates for a moment before answering. “Fine, Creature. But if he messes with me, I eat him.”

“You’ve got to be kidding.” Jungkook half laughs, taking off his mask as he approaches you. “You’re serious?”

“Yes. Now let’s go.” You walk out the balcony door and wait expectantly. “Well?” You tap your foot.

Jungkook and Venom stare at each other for a moment, silently telling the other that these conversations aren’t over but that they’re going to trust you on this.

Jungkook puts his mask back on once more and makes a beeline towards you, grabbing you around the waist and jumping off the balcony with you in his arms. Venom barks a laugh and quickly follows after.

And then you’re falling.

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aloneatpeace · 1 year ago

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So i started it also other fic new chapters but my exam starts 20 till 2 of August so pray for me this sem is pretty hard . hopefully i could do both well.

I know i shouldn't do this that I have fic to complete but

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aphroditelovesu · 1 year ago

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❝𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙇𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙄𝙄 𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏❞

Historical Characters

💕 Yan!Alexander the Great w/His Twins!Children (Platonic)

💕 Yan!Alexander the Great, Yan!Julius Caesar, Yan!Napoleon Bonaparte and Yan!Henry VII w/Cheating!Wife (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Napoleon Bonaparte and Yandere Marquis de Lafayette w/Wife!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Alexander the Great and Yandere Mehmed the Conqueror (Romantic)

💕 Reader Love Letter for Julius Caesar (Romantic)

💕 Yan!Julius Caesar to Yan!Cleopatra

💕 Yandere Mehmed the Conqueror (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Pompey the Great (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Catherine of Aragon (Platonic)

💕 Yandere Catherine of Aragon w/Brother!Reader (Platonic)

💕 Yandere Baldwin IV (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Elizabeth I w/Lover Male!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Edward Seymour w/Pregnant!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Caesar Augustus (Romantic)

A Court of Thorns and Roses

💕 Yandere Helion (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Bat Boys w/Cheating!Mate

💕 Yandere Nesta Archeron, Yandere Amarantha and Yandere Lucien Vanserra (Romantic)

Greek Mythology

💕 Yan!Apollo w/Cheating!Wife (Romantic)

💕 Yandere!Cheating Hermes

💕 Yandere Hephaestus w/Pregnant!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Achilles (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Eros w/Soulmate!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Dionysus (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Persephone (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Athena

Bridgerton

💕 Yandere King George III w/Pregnant!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Anthony Bridgerton w/Pregnant!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Simon Basset (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Edmund Bridgerton w/Mistress!Reader (Romantic)

Percy Jackson

💕 Yandere Percy Jackson | Prompts 3, 4, 12, 26

💕 Yandere Annabeth Chase (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Percy Jackson w/Daughter of Aphrodite!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Jason Grace w/Nymph!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Will Solace (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Piper McLean (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Nico di Angelo (Platonic)

💕 Yandere Nico di Angelo (Romantic)

Marvel

💕 Yandere Gamora (Romantic)

The Originals/The Vampire Diaries

💕 Yandere Elijah Mikaelson (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Elijah Mikaelson (Angst)

💕 Yandere Damon Salvatore (Romantic)

Wednesday

💕 Yandere Wednesday Addams (Romantic)

Miraculous Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

💕 Yandere Cat Blanc (Romantic)

Heartstopper

💕 Yandere Nick Nelson (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Charlie Spring and Nick Nelson (Romantic)

A Song of Ice and Fire

💕 Yandere Cersei Lannister w/Male!Reader Lannister

💕 Yandere Laenor Velaryon (Platonic)

💕 Yandere Maegor the Cruel (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Jaehaerys I Targaryen (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Rhaena Targaryen/Black Bride (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Maegor the Cruel w/Pregnant!Reader (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Alicent Hightower to bby!Reader

Harry Potter

💕 Yandere Tom Riddle (Romantic)

BTS

💕 Yandere Jimin (Romantic)

Egyptian Mythology

💕 Yandere Seth and Yandere Horus (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Horus w/Princess of Egypt!Reader (Romantic)

The Hunger Games

💕 Yandere Peeta Mellark (Romantic)

K-Dramas

💕 Yandere Jeong Gu-Won (Romantic) || My Demon

Castlevania

💕 Yandere Vlad Dracula Tepes, Yandere Trevor Belmont and Yandere Alucard (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Vlad Dracula Tepes (Romantic)

Disney

💕 Yandere Prince Charming/Kit (Romantic)

💕 Yandere Prince Charming/Kit after Midnight (Romantic)

One Piece

💕 Vinsmoke Sanji (Romantic)

Attack on Titan

💕 Yandere Levi Ackerman (Romantic)

Hannibal

💕 Yandere Hannibal Lecter w/Wife!Reader (Romantic)

Maze Runner

💕 Yandere Thomas (Romantic)

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flevrry · 1 year ago

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jin: hey, you want a tarot reading?

namjoon: those are my pokemon cards—

jin: you got a magikarp.

namjoon:

jin: it means 'fuck you'

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sxnshinebag · 1 month ago

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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝕒𝕟𝕜

| 𝘍, 𝘈 | 𝘈𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘊𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘥, 𝘚𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘈𝘜, 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘈𝘜

| 𝖲𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 |

↳ 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘩𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘹 𝘖𝘊, (𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥) ??? 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

↳ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 - 𝖠𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈, 𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍. 𝖣𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾?

𝖸/𝖭 𝖫/𝖭 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 18 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁, 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄. 𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝘔𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌.

𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗒, 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉.

↳ 𝘈/𝘕 - 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘻𝘦-𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯-𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 :<

𝘈𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘎 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳-𝘔𝘢𝘯 𝘉𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦? 𝘐'𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴

𝖱𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 - 𝖮𝗉𝖾𝗇 (𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄 - 𝖨 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾)

𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 - 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 - 8.1𝘬

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 | 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

"Colleges do dances?" Y/N asked when the two went into her bedroom and hung out on her bed. Daze had decided to grab the poster that she saw, as many others were being put up she noticed. They wouldn't notice one missing. "I thought those would end in high school."

"Not our college, I guess," Daze shrugged on her phone. She looked over at the poster herself to take in the details. "But it's next month. And I know you like these events more than I do, so I thought you wanted to know right away."

"As in to ask if I want to go? Hell yeah," Y/N laughed, reading the words of the poster. "It's like a homecoming dance, so it would be nice to go. We study and have good grades, it'd be like giving ourselves a reward."

"Alright, it gives me a chance to make dresses," Daze hummed, knowing that if Y/N were to go then she would automatically as well. "I've been wanting to make a kimono dress for myself—"

"Oh, can you make me a ballroom dress?" Y/N cut off Daze's mumbles in thought. Daze looked over at Y/N with just a stare. "What?"

"With this being like a homecoming dance, a ballgown would be way too formal," Daze pointed out in reason. "And I'm not sure if I'm that skilled yet to make a dress like that."

"You made our suits, I think you're more than capable enough to make a ballgown," Y/N complimented, having Daze form a small smile. She felt something warm and fuzzy. "But okay, could you maybe make a short ballgown?"

"I guess I can," Daze shrugged with a sigh. "I'll need to look at my fabrics, see what I need to get, and go shopping for what I'm missing. I'm going out next Wednesday with my mom and brother to the bank and then going to eat out after, so maybe I can find time with that to get fabric."

"I can do that for you," Y/N offered immediately, leaning forward in her sitting position to place a hand on Daze's knee. "Plus, I can look around and see what I like so I can add my little piece to it." She wasn't the one wanting to design outfits for celebrities, but watching Daze make her pieces made her a little curious. And if she were able to put her little part in her homecoming dress, it would be really special.

Daze never made a dress for their dances in high school, though she made other types of clothing for tests that they wear today, so this is a first that Y/N was now excited about. "Only if you want to," Daze responded, not giving it a second thought. It would be easier on her. Without looking, Daze reached her hand over the edge of the bed and sent a web to her bag, flicking it up to catch it to get her sketchbook up. "I'll start on the designs."

"Show off,"

The week had gone by fast, and there was no sign of that figure. The two were steady with their changing schedule to bring in their patrolling hero lives. Y/N and Daze were able to stop many ATM robberies and protect men and women who were minding their business, walking down the dark streets only for their purses and bags to be snatched or harassed.

New York didn't have the highest crime rates, but it also wasn't the lowest, and with that fact the two were able to find attempted crimes they were able to stop by getting there in time or barely getting there. Some days were very quiet, having them wonder if they should end their patrols early, and some other days felt like they were constantly swinging around to crime after crime while the police radar continued to alert new crimes.

Last night fell in between. It wasn't a night that had a lot of crimes, but it sure wasn't a boring night. There was a double attempt of an ATM robbery by the same person, and Y/N seemed to be the spiderling that met the robber both times. And it wasn't the first time. Through the weeks of patrolling, this person had kept trying to rob ATMs.

Each time Y/N went into the small buildings of the ATMs, she would just lean against the wall and shake her head at the robber. The first time was obviously more strict and trying to catch them, but Y/N was way used to this robber with the frequent times she caught this person. "You know, there has to be a time where we call it a night and head home," She had said the second time she caught Robber.

Robber jumped at the voice, turning to look at Y/N. They were dressed in all black, even wearing a mask so no one would know what they looked like or who they were. It was an assumption that this person was a male, with the way they were built and the way they let out sounds at attempted attacks. He let out a groan when realizing that he was caught. Again.

"Same could be said to you," This was definitely a male with the low vocals he spoke with. "How about you leave me alone and stop being a hero."

"Not in the contract of being Spider-Woman," Y/N joked, sending a web to the ceiling and hoisting herself up—letting go when her other hand had the finger pads stick to it—when a bag was suddenly thrown at her. "Woah!" she looked away from Robber to use the same hand to send out a web to the bag and catch it, seeing green leak out of it. "That wasn't very nice—dammit."

And like the few times before, Robber was always able to make Y/N look away by throwing things at her, only to disappear when she looked back at where he would be.

And through the day, Y/N tried to make understand who this person was. The sudden disappearance and easy throwing of money bags that he packed before she would arrive, there had to be something with him. Did he have a power? Telekinesis? She will just have to assume that is the case. A normal person trying to escape would have loud footsteps, but it was as if he disappeared in thin air.

She had told Daze about it, and she had to agree that this robber guy had something going on with him. And she agreed that there was something telekinesis and teleportation about him, but she couldn't say much as she had yet to come across the ATM robber. Daze had simply said that when they patrol tonight, after her dinner with her family, they will be patrolling side by side rather than separately.

Y/N had let out a sigh, trying to keep the robber out of her head when she was looking for specific fabrics Daze had written down and sent. She was feeling through the fabrics, stopping at a few, when coming across the softest fabric she had felt. If she could, she would buy them all. However, she will just write down the types of fabric she has discovered and tell Daze about them.

Maybe it should be a hobby of hers to go to and discover fabrics and suggest how Dazer should use them. A hoodie dress with these fabrics that she felt engulfing her body and probably hibernating in it? Sign her the fuck up. It may take a little bit of convincing, but Y/N knew that Daze would give in after a few Caramel Apple Spice and cheesecake.

After writing down the fabric she was probably in love with the most, she went to the cashier and watched her scan the prices. She barely remembered in time to grab her bag to get out the wallet that held cash Daze gave her when they went by an ATM early today (Speaking of ATMs), realizing they wouldn't see each other after their Photography class—aka their first class of the day on Wednesdays.

"Thank you," Y/N smiled at the cashier, grabbed the bag that had the fabrics gently packed inside, and made her way out of the store.

She walked down the street and made many turns, not sure what else she wanted to do for the remainder of her day. It was a bit past three, and she wasn't sure if she should patrol without Daze due to what they planned for today's patrol. But it seemed that her wonders of what to do were answered when her eyes caught the sight of a certain Shake Shack.

Now, she remembered Jungkook saying that he worked Tuesdays and Fridays and in the evenings, so he shouldn't be here. Right? So she will enter and get herself some late lunch, not having any yet, and she won't have to worry about bumping into Jungkook. There was no sight of him when she entered and ordered at the front of the restaurant, informing the worker that her meal was there rather than to go.

The change that she was given for the fabric was barely enough to cover the whole meal when hearing the price and giving it to the cashier. Y/N was given a table mark, and she thanked the worker like before and grabbed her cup to go to the fountain to get it filled with F/D, finally able to get to a table that was next to a window and placing the table mark at the edge before sitting.

It was a really good idea to sit next to a window when Y/N felt a little bit of the warm sunshine despite being inside. She hummed at the delight, feeling as much of it as she could, wondering when the weather would get cold as winter is in a couple of months. She is going to miss the windy, sunny days that fall did not fail to bring this year. But all must come to an end, right?

"Y/N?"

Well, the silence came to an end, that is. Y/N turned her sight from the window to the person who called out her name, smiling awkwardly when seeing Jungkook. "Hi," she greeted when seeing how he had a smile.

"Didn't expect you to be here," Jungkook said, sliding into the chair across from her and folding his arms on the table. He leaned forward with a teasing grin. "Are you stalking me?"

"I've just been in the neighborhood," Y/N responded, almost wincing when realizing her answer was similar to when she was Spider-Woman. A ringing distracted her, and she was very thankful for it, she fished it out to see it was Daze calling her.

"I guess it was bound that we bump into each other after seeing that you live close to my job," Jungkook reasoned, more to himself, in thought. "Not that I mind. But I think I have a super stalker, though."

"Really?" Y/N preteneded to act shock as she declined the call and put it on the table. Another worker came by and placed Y/N's meal on a tray, greeting Jungkook, and left��Y/N quickly telling the worker her thank you for her to hear. "Have you contacted the police about it?"

"I don't think Spider-Woman would appreciate that," Jungkook stated casually when Y/N pulled out a fry and put it in her mouth. She raised her brows at him, eyes slightly widened since she didn't want to say anything in response. What a good distracting fry she ate. "That's right, my super stalker is the Spider-Woman herself. She saved me twice now."

Y/N grabbed a couple of fries this time, putting them against her lips. "I don't think Spider-Woman would be appreciate more of not getting called a stalker," She put in her two cents before eating the food, hoping that he would agree.

"Maybe not, but somehow she was just there when I needed someone the most," Jungkook shrugged. He stared at her food a little longer than he thought, watching her open a straw to insert in her shake—any time is shake time, in her opinion—and Y/N swore that he almost grabbed it for himself. "I think it's nice that we got new heroes, I feel like the big-shot heroes don't care for us anymore."

"They were recruited to protect Earth, not just New York," Y/N pointed out, though she understood where he was coming from. It did feel like they disappeared and only came back when the world was threatened. No time for their country or even the state the headquarters reside in. "You're right, I do like that we have Spider-Woman and Kumo. Hopefully the police will also warm up to them, too."

"Hey! Jungkook! Your break has been over for three minutes!" A voice interfered in their conversation, having them turn to see an older male from behind the counter who could barely see them. Jungkook let out a groan, head hanging forward. "If I don't see you in two minutes, expect money coming out of your paycheck!"

"Got it!" Jungkook raised his head to look at the older male, giving him a thumbs up and a fake smile. He let out a sigh, almost sounding annoyed, and looked at Y/N with the same fake smile. "Never work a minimum wage job. I don't get paid enough to deal with them."

"The food is so good though," Y/N teased, raising her shake and shaking it a little as to prove her point.

"The food is awesome. The co-workers, not so much," Jungkook said, having��Y/N give him a sympathetic smile. Her eyes followed his movement when he stood up from his chair. "But it was nice to see you." He paused when he put his hand on the chair. "Second time we bumped into each other, yeah? Would you maybe want to go out next Saturday? You seem like a good person to know."

"Go out?" Y/N had blinked a few times, trying to take in his sudden question. "You want to go out with me?" she looked away from him and cleared her throat, feeling her face warm up in shyness.

"Yeah," Jungkook said nonchalantly, looking over at the front for a swift moment. "I have been wanting to get to know you for a little, and our few conversation were nice. Well, besides the whole Flash fiasco."

He's been wanting to know her? So, was he really looking at her when Daze brought it up? Maybe it wasn't all just a daydream to be with him. "Yeah, I'd love that," she accepted his offer, bravely looking up to catch his eyes again. "You need to go back, but we can talk more tomorrow in physics?"

"Definitely," Jungkook immediately agreed, tucking the chair into the table. "It's a date, then."

Before Y/N could say anything in response or let out a sound of reaction, Jungkook jogged toward the front of the store, not responding to the older coworker when he scolded Jungkook for taking so long to get back. "A date?" She squeaked. Y/N looked down at her meal, and she had such a giddy smile. She had to tell Daze. So she grabbed her phone that was still resting on her table and turned it to have the light turn on.

And her smile faltered a little when she saw another missed call. Something didn't feel right. Y/N unlocked her phone and went on the news, jaw-dropping when seeing how there was a fight at the very same bank that Daze went to with her mother and brother. The live update on the news website she clicked on ended, telling her that whatever happened had come to an end.

So, that was what Daze was calling about.

Fuck.

Daze -

The bank was always bland and boring, that quiet chattering between existing and signing up customers and the bank tellers. Daze was sitting on the far right, brother in the middle, and her mother on the far left. She had her legs raised to cross for her knees to rest on the arms of the chair. Her brother, Jay, was on his phone and leaning to the right. And Skye was sitting properly, not leaning back, and had her left leg over the other.

"May I see an ID from you, Miss Daze?" The bank teller asked after typing a few things on the computer. It was somewhat in view, but they'd have to lean to see what was on the screen.

Daze opened her small bag that was on her lap and pulled out her wallet. Quickly pulling out her license, she leaned forward with her arm reaching out, and the bank teller easily swooped it out of her grasp. The bank teller took in the details of the license, mumbling some of the information to himself when typing away what was needed.

Suddenly, a phone was brought into her view in the bottom left of her eyes. She looked down and saw a meme, making her look at Jay with a deadpan look. She raised a hand, and her fingerpads pushed Jay's head away when he let out a little snicker.

"Behave, you two," Skye whispered to her kids, holding out a scolding finger.

Daze just pointed at Jay, but Skye only shook her head. The sister smacked her younger brother's shoulder when Skye looked back at the bank teller. However, seconds later, her body had shivered. Daze looked behind her shoulder just to see that vault to the back of the bank getting ripped open with a blue glow around it, and it looked to be thrown in their direction.

With her hand still on her brother's shoulders, Daze grasped his sweatshirt while uncrossing her legs and pulling him out of his chair and on top of her while the left leg she uncrossed pushed Skye's chair across the smooth, marbled tiles. If she didn't have her super strength ability, she doubted she would've moved either of them so quickly with a pull and a push.

It was a gift that she noticed just now, and was glad about it when, knowing she got her family out of danger at this very moment. And kicking Skye's chair away, Daze's chair also slid back, but with more weight leaning to the right, had it tilt over. "God," Jay groaned as they landed awkwardly with the chair kind of over them. "Are you okay?"

Instead of answering the question, Daze pushed the chair off of them and removed herself from him. Yet her hands found his forearms as they would get on their knees, one foot moving to be placed on the ground. "Go to mom, make sure she's okay," Daze instructed, straightening her torso to look over the fallen chair to see a figure in black getting confronted by the security. "I'm going to call the police."

It was the only thing that came to mind when she looked back down at her younger brother, the two helping each other up. "Daze!" Jay yelled out to her when she twirled him around and pushed him toward their mom before grabbing her bag and running in the opposite direction. "Don't leave us here!"

However, Daze pretended not to hear as she grabbed her phone from her pocket and dialed Y/N immediately. The phone was brought up to her ear, but after a few rings, it was sent to voicemail. "Dammit," Daze cursed as she ran into the bathroom, undoing her outfit to show her suit. She tapped to call button one more time and pulled her gloves over her arms.

No answer.

Daze looked at the communication monitor that she grabbed and dropped it back in the bag to grab her boots. If she wasn't able to get into contact with Y/N through the phone, there was no reason to put it on. It wasn't something she could put on quickly, and right now, there was someone out there destroying the bank. It was a risk she was willing to take.

Even though she took the risk, she couldn't help but feel a little bit of panic inside of her as she put on her mask, picked up her bag, and ran out. The run turned into a jump for her to use her free hand to send out a web right when she dropped her bag near where she was with her family. The swing was able to get her to the top of the pillar, landing with her hands and feet, head ducking lightly to not touch the ceiling as she looked down at this new guy.

Or was it a new guy?

This male had a pale face—way too pale that wasn't sickly, but wasn't what someone should have—and he had messy silver hair that was either just way too fluffy or just too untamed. Daze tried to see what his eyes were, wondering if he really saw her, but they looked blank. However, it was answered that he did see her when two money bags were sent in her direction, having her move out of the way.

She avoided three more bags as she swung, attaching herself to the board on the ceiling that had her almost struggling to keep herself stuck there. Another bag was sent her way, and she countered by sending a web toward it and swung it around. "Here's your change!" Daze yelled when detaching the web, so the bag was sent flying in his direction.

The bag hit the guy, making him stumble into the wall. It must've been hard to where he left a heft, but not hard enough as he seemed to have recovered faster than a usual person would've from an impact like that. His hands glowed blue, and more money bags were thrown at her, causing her to jump out of the way. She grabbed the hanging arm of the light, swinging and letting herself fly off of it to the same pillar as before.

Daze brought out a hand to send a web at the bad guy, but nothing. "What?" She breathed out to herself, trying to send them again. No. No. This isn't good. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she was still panicking. No part of her wanted to do this alone, and she made the decision not to put the monitor in her ear. A consequence she put herself in. "No, please—"

A groan left her when a bag was sent in her direction, causing her to fall, and half of her body hit a table that flipped her to fully land on the ground on her stomach. She didn't get much time to recover when the blue went around her wrists, abdomen, and ankles before getting dragged and raised to float in front of the mysterious male. She struggled against the glow, but her arms were easily forced to cross and go against her chest.

But to the answer from before, he didn't have blank eyes. They were a really light grey that might as well be white. "You're an annoying little spider. This is the last time you'll be in my way," his voice was a little broken and a little deep, but it had venom spitting out with every word.

"I think you've mistaken me for another spider. I'm Kumo," Daze joked with the guy. But now she knew that this guy was the ATM robber with the way he dressed and how Y/N described him. All that was missing was a mask. "Are you Jack Frost?" suddenly, two large broken pieces of the wall came up and were bright on each side of her head, squeezing into her mask. "Maybe not."

The broken piece going against the left side of her head had something sharp, causing pain as she let out a light yelp. Her eyes frantically moved everywhere and saw two tables on each side of her. That'll have to do. Webs were sent to attach at the closer tables, flicking much of her hands as she could for them to fly toward the two.

Daze was let go when the man grasped the table from the left, throwing it away. Unfortunately for him, the table from the right was still flying in their direction and hit him, sending him through the glass window and against a parked car. Being ducked the whole time after being let go, Daze raised to her feet and looked at the crashed window, sprinting toward it to see the guy also getting up and noticing her.

He broke off the doors with his power and sent them toward her. Daze hopped over the first door, also going through the window, but he second one hit her and sent her back in. She moaned slightly in pain before pushing the door off of her and climbing up on her knees and to her feet. Daze shook her head to get herself to focus and heard yells of innocent civilians and policemen telling the guy to freeze.

She jogged to the window after getting herself to focus again and noticed the guy reaching an arm out to the crowd, and one yell seemed louder than the other screaming civilians. And out came a familiar classmate that was pulled throw the crowd and floating next to the strange male. Taehyung. "Don't follow me," he had said to the cops, who quickly put down their guns at the sight of a civilian being hostage.

There was a moment where Daze hung her head and let out a sigh, looking up again to see the male putting the same glow around himself and raising up toward the tall building across the street. "Out of anyone you can choose, it had to have been him," she complained under her breath and jumped through the broken window. Daze tried to send a web at the building. Still nothing. "Dammit. Now is not the time."

A deep breath came through her twice, calming herself to not panic anymore. She can do it on her own.

Another attempt to send another web, and it was successful. She was in relief as she swung herself around the buildings, getting herself higher than the man and Taehyung, barely getting higher on the tall building when she landed on her feet and one hand on the building. "Hand him over," she demanded, holding out her free hand down toward them. The guy raised his hands in surrender, still glowing, and Taehyung was being raised toward her. "Easy, now."

Taehyung was also teaching toward her, a little bit of a smile that she noticed, a relief coming from him that he would be okay. Or so he thought when he was let go when their fingers rarely brushed. "My power must've flickered," the guy smirked, wiggling his fingers.

Instead of a response, Daze ignored the guy and sent a web in Taehyung's direction. When her web made contact with his abdomen, she used her other hand to grab the web and use both to pull Taehyung back up. Right as she pulled him up, the guy used his power around her and slammed her into the wall a few times. Taehyung was still getting sprung high up, catching himself by grasping a statue that was between two windows.

"Kumo! Help!" Daze kept hearing Taehyung yell, her superhearing being an assist of that when she was slammed into a different part of the building, sticking her feet to the wall before sending a web to the stranger's face for him to let go and move away from her to get the web off of him.

When Taehyung yelled again, Daze looked up to see him still hanging on to the statue. "I'm coming!" She assured as she climbed up the wall as fast as she could. At times like these, she felt more like a spider than a human with the way she crawled on all fours and hopped from ledge to ledge to get to Taehyung faster. When she leaped up to another window ledge, her hands grasped it but she felt like she was getting pulled down. "Hang on a little longer!"

The power was around her again, feeling getting turned, and she took the advantage to punch the man in the face. His power kept flickering around her, giving her more freedom as they flung around the building, landing on the edges and slamming each other into the bricks before they were too far away from the building to use as a weapon.

They were falling, and Daze moved her head to the side to miss a punch, sending a headbutt and then a knee to the gut. Throughout the whole time of their falling, the strangerwas trying to get his power back in control. Nearing the sidewalk, he had gotten control of his power again. He had the glow around his torso and brought himself toward the building. And with her still grasping him, she would get pulled to the building with him.

Unfortunately, with getting control of his power, it was quick for him to get the glow around Daze and toss her toward the same building from across, having her sent through a wall of what seemed to be a sewing business that was connected to the bank. She didn't bother to wipe the glass off of her when she got up to her feet and jumped on the windowsill to see the man floating with Taehyung in his hold, also floating behind him.

"If you know what's best for you, you'd stop webbing into my business!" The male yelled when seeing Daze getting up from the impact she went through. "Or the death of this man will be on your hands!"

"Again, wrong spiderling, Jack Frost!" Daze yelled back with the nickname she gave the guy. She sent two webs to the interior wall and walked backward, trying to get as far back as she could without her hands losing hold. And when she got to where she thought was good enough, she launched herself forward and through the broken window, arms reaching out for the man.

Unbeknownst to her, a knife was held with the glow behind the man's head. And in Taehyung's sight. Taehyung was still close behind the male, and his arms were free. Before Daze was halfway in the launch, Taehyung raised an arm and sent an elbow to the side of the stranger's head, making him lose the hold of the knife. However, it was still in the air, and it was in the process of being thrown at Daze.

She did notice the knife, but even trying to twist her body, it went into her shoulder, causing her to grunt. Her hands lingered, but they kept out, and she grasped the stranger's shoulders to get herself over him and landed on the wall. Daze grasped the knife and pulled it out with a hiss. "Not cool, man!"

The man looked up at Daze, seeing her web the knife against the wall—it would be bad if she dropped it with civilians still crowding under them—and looked around; more policemen were coming in. He had to make a decision. And so he chose to drop Taehyung and make a run for it. Daze almost growled at the sight of him moving away. Coward. But she knew to choose the safety of civilians rather than chase the guy.

So, she did just that.

Daze jumped off the building and had her arms straight down, sending two webs at Taehyung's shoulders and pulling on them to pull herself closer to him. When in reach, Daze wrapped one arm around his waist and used her free hand to swing before they hit the ground. She let out a little cheer as Taehyung's arms wrapped around her neck despite that he was taller, having it be a weird hold.

Closer to the ground, she took mini steps with the landing and put Taehyung down on his feet, which was around an inch from where she wrapped her arm around him. "Are you actively trying to get into trouble?" Daze asked when she let go of him, watching how he stumbled before balancing himself. "Out of all the civilians, Mr. Jack Frost had to choose you."

"I wasn't trying to! I was in the middle of the crowd," Taehyung defined himself with a raised thumb pointing behind him over his shoulder. Wrong direction, may Daze point out. "I was just walking by and ended up here."

"What luck," Daze hummed as she looked behind her to see the corner that the male went around. She really wanted to go after him, but she knew Skye and Jay were probably looking for her at this point. She had to let him go for now, as much as she hated it, and looked at Taehyung. "Stay out of trouble." And she swung out, ignoring Taehyung's yell to defend himself.

"I am so sorry,"

Y/N kept apologizing with the same four words when Daze had gotten home from dinner with her family, already apologizing a lot in texts when Daze informed her what happened. After the fight and letting the stranger go, Daze went back into the bank and reunited with Skye and Jay. She came up with a lie when she changed into the clothes that she left in the bathroom that when she called the police, there was already one on the scene that wouldn't let her back in until it was safe.

Jay wanted to head home after the incident, not able to deny the tears that fell from his eyes and stained his cheeks. Despite being fifteen, just turning that age, he was at the point where he didn't want to wear his emotions on his sleeve as he used to. And that also meant he didn't want anyone to see him crying. But it looked like that whole persona went away when Daze reappeared and ran to hug her.

"It's fine," Daze mumbled, almost giving up on forgiving Y/N after the many times she apologized.

"It's not. I should've answered your call," Y/N frowned, lightly reaching out for Daze as she watched her take off her hoodie and throw it on her bed. "Instead, I ignored it and talked to Jungkook." Daze looked away at the mention of Jungkook, so she didn't see the reach for her. Y/N sighed and crawled onto Daze's bed, adjusting to sit on the mattress in comfort.

"I don't blame you," Daze said, moving her gaze to Y/N and licking her lips while trying to think of what to say next. "I'm not sure what else to tell you. It may've been different if you helped, but it happened. There's not much we can do now."

"I guess," Y/N murmured, knowing that apologizing can't change what happened. "I can't believe Mr. Robber just went out and did that."

"You should've seen what he looked like," Daze snorted when she unbuckled her pants and pushed them down so the full bodysuit was shown. "And Mr. Robber? Really?"

"Well, what've you been calling him?"

"Jack Frost," Daze answered, heating Y/N immediately laugh. "Hey, like I said, you should've seen what he looked like." when it came to informing Y/N of everything, it also included the guy's looks. Y/N didn't believe it at first, but with Daze insisting it and other witnesses also describing him in a similar description, she might as well believe it. There were pictures, but they were so blurry.

"That's just rude to Jack Frost, though, we need to give him another nickname,"

"How about Light? He's light like a ghost,"

"Don't you be rude to the anime," Daze had her hands reach behind her neck for the button but stopped and looked over at Y/N again—an eyebrow was raised. "Fine, we can name him Light."

"We aren't keeping him," Daze joked quietly, undoing the button to loosen the suit.

Y/N grinned, letting out a chuckle. She looked out at the window of the dark night that had come to say hello. The sunset was an hour ago, so the moon was up and shining down with the help of the sun. "I know we planned to go out for patrol to look for Light, but I think you deserve a night to rest. I think I see a bruise on your eye. Since I ignored a call just to score a date with Jungkook, I'll solo the patrol."

Daze paused from tugging her suit down her shoulders for her bra straps to show, and her eyes faltered to the fabric in her hands. "You got a date with Jungkook?" She asked with a breath.

"I forgot to mention that, huh," Y/N's lips stretched into a giddy smile, and she nodded in clarification. "I got a date with Jungkook!" she threw her arms up and leaned back into the bed with a giggle. "I can't believe I got a date with him! And he was the one who asked me."

"Well, I told you that you were obvious," Daze reminded, watching the excitement continuing to go through Y/N's body. "And I've seen him look at you, but you didn't believe me."

"Another thing to apologize about," Y/N joked as she pulled herself to sit up and rest her arms on her lap. "I just hope that it goes well, cause the party is coming up." It was nearing the end of October in a few days, so the dance was in a little over two weeks now. "And if it works out, and we go together, there's no doubt that Taehyung would ask you."

"I'd rather go alone," Daze said in response to that assumption. It took her a moment to retort it, as she was unsure about anything.

Y/N waved Daze off and got off the bed. "Well, I'm going to get ready for the solo patrol," she stated and gave Daze a wave before leaving the room.

Daze looked at the door as she heard Y/N's bedroom open and close, and a hand removed the fabric to lightly tap on her eye. Nothing hurt. Her other hand let go of her suit before walking out of her room, entering the bathroom, and closing the door behind her. She turned and immediately saw herself in the mirror, seeing that she had touched the wrong eye.

"Shit," Daze cursed, raising a hand to her right eye. Y/N was right, there was a bruise forming. A few things were thrown at her, so that makes sense. Her eyes moved to her shoulder, and she pulled down her suit some more to see the spot where she was stabbed. It was still there, the wound, but it looked like it was healing itself. The whole time, she felt numb in this shoulder, and it made her forget about it.

But when she put her opposite hand on top of the injured shoulder, and rolled it, a feeling of sore struck through her body. A huge wince with a flinch came out of her from the stinging pain. God, that hurts. It was funny how it wasn't noticed with Y/N due to it coincidentally being a wound in the black design on the suit. Even if she were stabbed somewhere else in the red, it'd probably not be noticed anyway.

Was it best to keep it away from Y/N? Not really. But she didn't care.

She had seen the news herself on her phone when her family was on the way to a fancy restaurant—extra fancy for her mother to dote on her babies after the scary attack, willing to glare at anyone who stared at them with their underdressed outfits—and nothing mentioned about the, somewhat, successful knife attack on her. Nor did it show anything of Taehyung attacking the guy; might as well call him Light.

Probably best to keep it that way.

Daze grabbed the hanging hand cloth and turned on the faucet to dampen it with the water, not waiting for it to warm up, and wiped off the dried blood and dirt around the wound and anywhere that she could find. It was very minimal as there was just one tear in her suit, and she already washed her face at the bank when she saw dirt and blood coming out of scratches that were barely seen after washing.

It was very lucky of her not to get questioned, though she may not be as fortunate next time. There was still makeup that she used for events, or some days she wanted a natural look. It seemed to be something that she would need to use if she was injured after attacks like today's. But with her looking over at the bathroom door when hearing the window open and close loudly.

No reason to sneak out, Daze guessed since it was just them in this house. But she didn't want to rid of the suit just yet for the night.

Daze had been swinging around, feeling the burn in her shoulder every time her right hand sent out a web to a building to continue her momentum. It wasn't long until the burn was turning into pain that she wasn't sure if she could continue, so she went to where was closer. It seemed that she brought herself to the campus. She wasn't sure if it was subconscious or just luck, but she landed on the railings of a random dorm balcony.

Her arms went out to balance herself, swaying slightly as she didn't land as smoothly as she wanted to. Fortunately, she didn't fall. With that little achievement, Daze lowered herself, grabbed the railings with her hands, and brought one leg out to get herself to sit so the other leg could go out to have her fully sitting in comfort. She removed her hands from the railing and connected her gloved hands between her thighs.

A part of her had the childish instinct of kicking her feet slightly, but she didn't have the ability to do it when something tingled on her skin and warned her about something behind her. It wasn't anything dangerous, though she looked over her shoulder right as the balcony door slid open. A groan left her. "Seriously?" She didn't hide her distaste when seeing that it was Taehyung.

How the hell did she choose his balcony out of all the dorm rooms on this building. Or even choose this building after the few dorm buildings there were. "Nice to see you, too," Taehyung greeted, walking up to the balcony and leaning on it to see a little of her masked face. "Didn't know you hated me this much."

"I don't," Daze sighed, knowing she never did. "Just weird that you end up being where the danger is, and it happens to be me that saves you and not Spider-Woman."

"It was only twice!" Taehyunghuffed out, though he did make a point. In the weeks of becoming spiderlings, she only saw Taehyung twice—today being the second time. But those were at dangerous moments. He put a hand up as if he was about to whisper a secret. "And my friend Jungkook, he was saved three times by Spider-Woman, so that's one more than me of getting into trouble."

"And you're counting, why?" Daze retorted, facing Taehyung finally. She wondered how scary-looking she was at night. All there was on her mask were the web pattern and two cat-like white mesh eyes. "Are you sure you don't get into trouble on purpose?"

"I am sure," Taehyung said with a little annoyance, not knowing how many times he'd say for her to believe. "I would rather believe that it was fate that you saved me these two time—oh, and I'd like to say thank you, by the way, for saving me today."

"Fate is stupid," Daze insulted, ignoring the thank you from Taehyung. If she had something in her hand, she'd throw it as far as she could.

"It can't be that bad," Taehyung denied the insult almost right away. He fidgeted, almost wanting to reach and remove the mask that held the identity of one of the two spiders. "Fate lead you to many places. It brought you to being a hero. And there's no doubt it brought you to be with your love."

Daze let out an airless chuckle, head hanging to look at her lap. "It didn't," she denied with a shake of a head. "She has a date with a guy that she's had feelings for a while."

"Oh, I didn't know you swung that way,"

"I don't. It's just her," Daze admits, hunching forward for her knees to touch and flattening her hands for her head. Taehyung frowned when he noticed that he had failed at trying to light her up with the pun. "I've known her for so long, and I always dreamt that it was fate for us to be together. I guess there has always been signs that we won't be, and I've just been hanging on the littlest thread that we could."

There was no way that Daze expected this to turn into a feelings session. "There's this girl in my physics class that I have taken a liking to," and she didn't expect him to speak his feelings either. "I've only talked to her a few times, thanks to in-class projects, but I can't help but admire her. There was one time I was able to go to lunch with her and her friend and Jungkook, it was after the first time you saved me, and I took the opportunity to show off my braveness to her."

"Did she say anything in response?" Daze asked, already knowing the answer but was curious to see what he had to say.

"She said that it was stupid, like you did," Taehyung deflated, almost having Daze laugh—though her mouth twitched up in amusement. "I thought it would impress her, but it didn't."

"From what I hear, she doesn't seem like the one for you to have feelings for or go after," Daze hummed out her thoughts and feelings, continuing to look out at the other dorm buildings with the campus somewhat in sight behind them. "Not worth it, I don't think."

"I disagree," Taehyung spoke over her ending words slightly. "She spoke from her mind, telling me her true opinion rather than butter me up—I still believe that I was very brave though." Daze snorted when he cut himself off, still defending himself about their first encounter as a hero and civilian. "But besides that, I've noticed her more, and we cross paths more often. And I think that's fate telling me something."

She raised her head and looked over at him, surprised that was what he believed. And he was already looking at her, the two catching each other's gazes. The tightness in her chest twisted again like last time, feeling the warmth coming from under her skin. "I'm not sure if fate is something to hold on to," she said her opinion weakly.

"No, fate is something to follow,"

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astridwrites · 1 month ago

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“I have what I want, and no one will ever take it from me again.”

#taehyung #kim taehyung #taehyung x reader #taehyung x you #bts #bts au #Kim taehyung au #marvel #marvel au #wandavision #wandavision au #bts x reader #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts x marvel #bts x wandavision #kim taehyung x y/n #first post

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deadpooly · 1 year ago

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Call Me International (Jungkook as Spider-Man AU)

Jeongguk struggles to balance his commitment between being the most popular superhero in the world and being in the biggest boyband on the planet... both activities being completely separate and secret from each other. What's harder is the more Jeongguk tries to keep his identity hidden from his members, the more danger they are caught in. Especially during an international tour.

READ HERE (AO3!!)

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yesmaddyposts · 11 months ago

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Superhero BTS AU Series

Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Relationships: Jung Hoseok x Min Yoongi Tags: Marvel Fusion AU, Daredevil ! Hoseok, Spider-Man ! Jungkook, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Angst and Fluff Link to Series

Description: A series of not-chronological BTS one shots set in my version of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Hoseok is Daredevil, Jungkook is Spider-Man, and the rest of the members are the stressed but fond friends of these New York vigilantes that can't catch a break. Featuring lots of angst, fluff, miscommunication, and superhero-ing!

#bts fan fiction #marvel #Bts #jung hoseok #Kim namjoon #min yoongi #Kim seokjin #Kim taehyung #park jimin #jeon jungkook #archive of our own #yes maddy writes #daredevil #spider-man #superhero BTS AU Series

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todouswife · 1 year ago

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im having writers block so bad rn i need someone to send me a prompt to write please. is anyone sees this i write for:

AMP members (i write best for fanum and duke)

most WWE superstars ( u can ask if u think i don't write for someone specific)

2nd + 3rd gen kpop idols

marvel cast

jjk

demon slayer

tokyo rev

fairy tale

fire force

inuyasha

genshin impact

i will do fluff, nsfw, angst and comfort.

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lilprincegoo · 1 year ago

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got me caught up in you by heyhopeworlds

namjoon/jungkook

Spiderman AU, Alternate Universe - College/University, spiderman!jeongguk, Fluff, Mutual Pining, a little miscommunication situation, Getting Together, they both need to be brave one time, otherwise very soft, everyone loves jeongguk

28k words

rating: G

Jeongguk is Spiderman. Jeongguk is also catastrophically crushing on the one and only Kim Namjoon. Somewhere along the lines, worlds are colliding between nightly adventures and shared café dates and the two of them figure out how they fit together. And of course, the hyungs love Jeongguk very much.

#ship: namkook #au: marvel #based on books/movies #spider-man jungkook #au: college #fluff #mutual pining #getting together #jungkook ship #namjoon ship #ao3 #bts ficrec #bts fic rec

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vwritesaus · 2 years ago

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literally no one asked but here's my spotify wrap 2022 bc why not ✨ can't say i'm surprised by any of it but.....

*looks at the defenders theme being played 620 times*

i can explain—

#spotify #spotify wrapped #spotify wrap 2022 #kpop #bts #ateez #stray kids #marvel's defenders #i was working on an au inspired by the netflix defenders verse #particularly daredevil #and so my logic was 'okay let's listen to the main theme bc that shit is so fire'#and it just ended up being played on loop while i wrote the first chapter of the fic LOL #also i can't say rich brian is a surprise entry there bc the shang-chi official album???#every single song on there is so good i've listened to it on repeat so much

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caelesjjk · 1 year ago

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𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖𝕕 - 𝕛𝕛𝕜&𝕜𝕥𝕙

⟶ title: entangled ⟶pairing: spidey!jungkook x fem reader, venom!taehyung x fem reader ⟶au: marvel au ⟶ rating: 18+ ⟶ genre: romance, smut, love triangle ⟶ wc: 7.6k ⟶ warnings: Mnetions of blood and a wound, drinking, Jungkook calls you Data and Taehyung calls you Pigeon, infidelity-ish?? (you'll see), two smut scenes: oral (female and male receiving) mutiple orgasms, overstim, unprotected sex (thats a no, wrap it up) few different positions, making out, sweet kisses, nipple stuff ⟶ summary: Jeon Jungkook is Spider-Man.

He saved your life twice. But he’s also been your sweet lab partner in college for the past two years and now someone who is more than just a friend.

You care about him…maybe even love him. But something tells you that you aren’t quite sure what love even is. How could you when you have feelings for someone else as well?

Kim Taehyung is the handsome stranger you’ve seen around campus and somehow ended up dancing with at Club Onyx. You were upset that Jungkook had stood you up once again and Taehyung made you feel like you were on top of the world.

What you didn’t know that night, is the dark secret Taehyung is trying desperately to hide, but the closer the two of you get the more difficult that becomes.

⟶ authors note: hello darklings, its been such a long time. I apologize this took so long but it's finally here! I can't wait to see what everyone thinks of spidey!kook and venom!tae, they're truly my babies and I have loved writing them. This is only part one, I make no guarantees how quickly part two comes out, but I'll do my best I promise. I'm thinking probably four parts for this. enjoy! tell me all ur thots! Shoutout to M (@here2bbtstrash), Sav (@jeonjcngkook) and Kay (@tea4sykes) for looking this over and correcting my insanity and also assuring me that it's not terrible lol. Thank you all so much for your patience and help.

“So where is he?” your friend Penny says from across the table.

“He said he was coming.” You sigh, stirring your drink with the straw.

“He said that the last two times we were all supposed to study together.” Hoseok gives you a look that’s part sympathy and part annoyance.

“He’s working three part-time jobs. Not all of us have our parents paying for our apartments, Hobi.” You give him a playful glare and he returns it, followed by a poke of his tongue from between his lips.

Part of you wished you didn’t know Jungkook’s secret. That you could go back to the days where you were blissfully unaware of who he was. But back then, being stood up hurt even more because you didn’t know why.

Now you know. You know that Jungkook is Spider-Man. The infamous superhero with powers he acquired from being bitten by a lab altered arachnid a few years ago.

He saved your life. Twice in fact. Both times it was because you were curious, too curious for your own good, and you had been suspecting something was going on with Jungkook.

You followed him one night and watched in awe as he changed into his Spider-Man suit in an alleyway. And not just because he was Spider-Man, but because he was insanely gorgeous. You were hypnotized by the man who had been sitting next to you as your lab partner for most of the year. Who constantly hid his body beneath baggy clothes and bucket hats.

You had always liked him a little more than you cared to admit. And after you found out the truth about him, your friendship grew into something more.

There weren’t any labels; you didn’t call each other boyfriend and girlfriend, much to your dismay. But Jungkook always told you that if the wrong person found out about the two of you, they could use you to get to him. And he needed to be able to focus on his whole saving the world gig, and not constantly worry about your safety.

You understood. But that didn’t mean it didn’t sting a little.

You manage to study a bit longer with your friends before deciding you were far too distracted. You call Jungkook on your walk back to your apartment, but of course he doesn't answer.

So now you wait. And you worry.

No matter how hot the shower water is as it hits your back, it doesn’t stop the worry. You just want him to be safe, even if he pissed you off by not showing up again.

You wrap yourself in your favorite silky robe and get comfortable on your bed with some of your homework you didn’t finish with your friends, slowly getting immersed in all of the calculations and formulas that you love so much. They were a great distraction.

Not sure how long you’ve been studying, you get up to stretch and make your way to your apartment balcony, opening the doors and stepping outside for a breath of fresh air.

The city is always loud, but up here it isn’t so bad. The traffic sounds far away and the lights are just flickers across the skyline. You might even think it was beautiful if it wasn’t for the constant bad lurking around every corner. Or maybe you had just heard too many scary things from Jungkook.

Sighing when he pops into your head again, you turn around to head back inside only to come face to face with the superhero in question. Seeing him hanging there upside down from your doorway startles you just enough to send you stumbling backwards towards your balcony.

Before you can get too far, or even fully scream, Jungkook is shooting a web at your torso, pulling you back and into his arms as he flips down onto his feet. Your head swims from how quickly it happens.

“Data, look at me.” Jungkook’s voice is slightly muffled through his mask. “It’s just me.”

“You scared me.” You look up at him as he removes his mask and shakes out his hair, eyes finally meeting yours.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve been…noisier.” Jungkook smiles and you almost forget that you’re angry with him. Almost.

“What are you doing here anyways?” You shove against his broad chest and feel his arm release your waist. He sighs, following you inside your apartment.

“I know you’re upset I missed the study session…” Jungkook starts to explain, but you twist back around to face him.

“If my friends hadn’t seen you around campus now and then, they would think I made you up, Jungkook. You never show. It makes me look pathetic.” You cross your arms over your chest and wait for the next excuse.

“You aren’t pathetic, Data. I’m just…” Jungkook winces when he reaches for you, a hand moving down to his ribs in pain. “Sorry, it’s healing, it's just slow.”

“What’s healing? What happened to you?” You let the fight go for a moment, closing the space between the two of you and moving his hand out of the way.

Beneath his fingers is a large cut, bloody but half-hidden by his suit. It looks angry and inflamed. What could’ve made a cut like this?

“It’s nothing. I’ll heal up in a couple hours.” He pulls your hand away, blood stained on the tips of your fingers.

“It won’t matter how quick you heal if it gets infected. Come in here.” Your hand wraps around his and you pull him into your small bathroom. You steady him against your vanity and move to grab your first aid kit from the cabinet above your toilet. “Take that off.” You gesture to his Spider-Man suit.

“Yes, ma’am.” Jungkook teases, gingerly working his top half out of the suit. He hisses through his teeth as he peels the suit away from his ribs and lets it hang at his hips.

You are not the universe's strongest soldier.

Your eyes drift over all the dips and curves of muscle. A perfectly sculpted chest and abs you could literally eat off of are right in front of you, scrambling every sense you have in your head. You need to focus. Stay focused on the task at hand and not his ridiculously toned body.

“You okay, Data?” he asks, humor in his voice. That horrid nickname he had given you in your first year as lab partners is feeling more endearing these days. You clear your throat.

“I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be fine? Just tending to Spider-Man’s wounds in my extremely tiny bathroom.” You try to laugh but it doesn’t sound genuine.

You take out some bandages and gauze and get to work cleaning him up. But even as you tape down the gauze, you can visibly see the wound getting smaller. Super powers really are something else.

“Data.” Jungkook’s voice brings you back to reality.

“What?” You sigh.

“Please come here.” His hands reach for your hips and you give in, letting him pull you until you’re flush against him, suddenly nose to nose. “That’s better.”

“I’m angry with you,” you whisper, heart pumping a bit faster in the close proximity.

“I know that you are. I’m really sorry…I swear I wanted to be there.” You look down to see him slip his gloves off and sit them on the countertop before his hands come up to cup your face.

“Then what happened? You need to tell me.” Your hands wrap around his wrists.

“There’s something out there, Data. A…monster that we can’t figure out. It’s strong…and fast. Nothing I’ve ever seen before.” His thumbs brush the corners of your mouth.

“What does it want?”

“It keeps breaking into the Lab across the River. It’s looking for something. No one at the lab is being very forthcoming with information.” His forehead presses to yours. “But Mr. Kim is working on that part.”

Kim Seokjin, more famously known as Ironman. He was a mentor and a good friend to Jungkook. He was helping Jungkook navigate the new world of being a superhero and also gave him a job to help him pay for school.

“Hasn’t Mr. Kim told you to call him Jin over and over?” you tease, hands coming up to rest against his chest. Jungkook laughs quietly, pulling you closer.

“He has. Guess it just slipped out.” His hands move down to palm your ass.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing?” You raise an eyebrow in question of his actions.

“Just feels like I haven’t touched you in so long.” His warm mouth finds your throat and he presses kisses to the skin.

“Two days is a long time?”

“It is when it comes to you. Thinking about how much I want you gets so distracting.” He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, making you giggle.

“So what I did for you two days ago wasn’t enough?” You let your hands slither down from his chest and over the planes of his stomach.

“Never enough.” His nose skims over your jaw until you’re back face to face and his lips are devouring yours. “I’d like to pay you back.”

“How?” You moan when you’re cut off by his tongue sliding into your mouth.

“Let me show you?” Jungkook pulls away from the kiss, taking your hand and leading you out of the bathroom.

Thinking he means to lead you to your bed, you start to pull him towards it, but he seems to have other ideas, walking you back out onto the balcony. He releases your hand momentarily to slide his suit back up over his shoulders.

“What are you going to show me out here, Jungkook?” You start to feel suspicious.

“Do you trust me?” He jumps up onto your railing with ease, still holding your hand in his.

“Not if it involves you swinging me around off the side of buildings.” You start to pull back, but his other wrist shoots a web at your torso; using his inhuman strength, he pulls you up onto the railing into his arms.

“I would never let you fall. Never. Just close your eyes for a few minutes. I promise it’ll be worth it, Data.” He touches your cheek gently, and even though you want to throw up every time he does this, you close your eyes and wrap your arms as tightly as possible around his neck and your legs around his waist. “Ready?” He whispers in your ear, one strong arm wrapping around your back.

You don’t verbally answer, just nod once before burying your face into his neck.

And then the solid feeling of being on the ground disappears and the sickening feeling of free falling is very apparent. You try to breathe, squeezing yourself around Jungkook as you listen to the whooshing sound of his web shooters discharge as he swings you between the tallest buildings in the city.

“You’re doing amazing.” Jungkook kisses your cheek. “Just another minute.”

You keep your eyes clamped shut until the curiosity becomes too overwhelming, making you dare to peek just the slightest bit. You see the sun setting on the horizon, orange and purple hues slowly disappearing beneath the river. As long as you don’t think about how high up you are, it really is beautiful up here.

You soak in the feeling of Jungkook holding you so tightly because you never know when the next time may be. You hate to sound so dramatic in thinking that way, but it really is a guessing game sometimes . Your hands loosen and slide up into his hair, making him look down into your eyes and smile when he sees how fondly you’re looking back at him.

“Kiss me,” you whisper, even though there isn’t a single soul that could hear you up here.

Jungkook kisses the corner of your mouth and then the other before the softness of his lips has your eyes fluttering closed. This kiss is only gentle brushes of lips, noses grazing in the sweetest way you can imagine, all the while Jungkook is still effortlessly swinging you between buildings.

He shoots a web straight up into the air, letting it connect to the side of one of the tallest buildings, slowly pulling the two of you up until he’s reached the highest ledge, tapping your thighs so you know it’s safe to put your feet down. You kiss him once more before you open your eyes and look out at the nearly complete sunset…a thousand feet in the air.

“Why are we up here, Jungkook? You know the heights..” He kisses you again before you can finish the sentence.

“Can we try something?” He smiles, and it’s infuriating. You’re too weak for this spidey boy. You sigh with exasperation.

“I’m already very wary of saying yes.” You look away from the ledge towards the top of the building, taking note of all the intricate filigree and gargoyle statues.

“Let me make you feel good…up here.” His cheeks heat a little when he asks.

“Is this some kind of weird adrenaline thing? Why would you want that?” Your voice cracks and you sputter, disbelief heavy in your tone.

“I think it’ll be intense…feel so good.” His lips move down and his teeth nip at your jaw.

“It’s insane…” You melt into his touch and the way his mouth sucks at your neck.

“If you don’t like it, I’ll take you home. And I’ll get you naked in your bed instead.” He pulls your shirt over your head, fully knowing you’re about to give in.

“Bed sounds so good right now…”

“Please, Data…just try it.” He tosses your shirt to the side, cupping your breasts and kissing the tops of them.

“What do I have to do?” You feel too good to let the fear ruin the way he’s making you feel.

“Lie back on the ledge, with your arms above your head and your wrists crossed.”

You let him lead you down onto the ledge, every nerve in your body hot and on edge. Jungkook makes sure that you’re settled before he stands back up straight, looking down at you while you slowly move your arms above your head the way he asked.

“You’re perfect, Data.” Jungkook stares at you a moment longer before he aims his web shooter and traps your wrists together against the concrete ledge beneath you.

Your chest heaves at the idea of being completely helpless. He’s taken away your control and your ability to touch him as you please.

He makes quick work of the sleep pants you had been wearing, tossing them away to join the gargoyles on the rooftop.

“Jungkook…” you whimper when he lowers himself between your legs and lies down on his stomach so he can be face to face with your heat.

“Relax, okay? I’m gonna make it up to you.” He kisses a path down your thigh, sucking gently and caressing with his tongue.

You arch your back from the ledge when he pushes your panties to the side and his mouth finally makes contact with your pussy. Just a sweet kiss at first, then a deep, swirling lick to your clit. You pull against the webbing trapping you in place, fingers begging to be in his hair.

If only the citizens of his precious city could see him right now. Face buried and tongue lapping just for you. All of it for you and not for them.

You can feel tears start to form in your eyes from the way your orgasm is already so close to crashing over you. Jungkook has spent quite a bit of time getting to know your body and memorizing the things he knows that you like.

“Come on my tongue, baby. I’ve got you.” Jungkook soothes before his mouth is back to devouring you.

One particularly harsh suck to your clit while his fingers finally join in on the fun is what sends you over the edge, clenching around his digits in spasms.

You’re lucky that no one could possibly hear you all the way up here. The moans and groans that you both make while Jungkook licks up every bit of your arousal are beyond obscene.

“Please get this web off of me,” you huff between breaths. Jungkook slowly raises his head and with a smile on his shiny face, reaches up and effortlessly rips the webbing from your wrists.

You jolt upwards, wrapping your arms around his neck and digging your hands into his soft hair. Your mouths mold together automatically, your tongue tasting yourself from his lips.

“Did you like it?” Jungkook finally asks, pulling you into his lap.

“As long as I continue to pretend we aren’t thousands of feet in the air, I enjoyed it very much.” You both smile and you lean in to kiss the corner of his pierced lip. “You can’t always distract me with your extremely talented mouth though. I just…want you to try and be in my life.” You push some hair off of his forehead before he kisses your lips once more.

“It won’t always be this crazy, Data. I promise. I just want to make sure I help Jin as much as I can with this monster.”

“I know.” You want to tell him that you wish you came first. That there’s always going to be another monster keeping you apart. But that’s the price you pay for loving a superhero.

“Let me take you home?” He stands up, still holding you in his arms.

“Maybe let me put my pants back on first?” You laugh as he sets you down to retrieve your pants from a gargoyle statue.

And then you’re back in his arms and swinging back to reality.

The sun is still warm even though fall is almost in full swing. Leaves are starting to change colors and slowly drop off the trees. You love the smell of them as they dance by you on the breeze.

Something you don’t love is the damn pigeons that have made their home in the nooks and crannies of all the old buildings on campus. They fly down from their nests and make nuisances of themselves with the students, trying to get pieces of food.

You’ve been continuously shooing them away as you attempt to do your homework.

Sitting in the courtyard on top of a patchwork blanket, you’re lost in the numbers and formulas that keep you best distracted these days. So much so that you almost don’t see Jungkook before his head is in your lap and his smiling face is looking up at you, pigeons scattering about from his sudden movements.

“Good afternoon, Data,” he says cutely. You set down your notebook and pen, leaning down to kiss him.

“How nice to see you at school for once,” you tease, pulling his bottom lip gently between your teeth.

“Mm, things have been quiet for a couple of days. I got some sleep…and I missed you.” Jungkook wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to lay down with him across the blanket.

“What are you doing?” You laugh and push against his chest.

“Making sure everyone sees me kissing you.”

“Isn’t that dangerous?” You comb your nails through the hair at the nape of his neck. “If the wrong person sees?”

Jungkook freezes for a moment, his eyes not meeting yours as his face scrunches in concentration. He abruptly sits up on his knees and you follow, looking around the courtyard.

“Something isn’t right.” Jungkook’s voice is low and quiet.

“What is it?” You continue to look around, seeing students walking to class or enjoying the sun in the courtyard like the two of you were.

Your eyes stop when you notice someone by the fountain taking photos with a professional type camera. His head of black messy hair is covered by a backwards black baseball hat. Long legs covered by snugly fit black jeans and his top half in a white button up, sleeves rolled halfway up in the most maddening way.

He must feel your eyes on him, because he’s suddenly looking right at you and you’re able to recognize who it is you’ve been drooling over. You feel embarrassment flood your face and body as you quickly look away, your heart racing in your chest.

Kim Taehyung. A photography student at your university. The best photography student if you remember correctly. You remember having a basic class with him your first year and he had seemed very nice. His smile was sweet, but the two of you didn’t talk to each other much at all.

You did think he was absolutely stunning though, sometimes wishing you weren’t too shy to have spoken to him back then.

Your classes must have all been different after that, but you still see him around campus from time to time. Always taking pictures, but always alone. And last year he seemed to disappear altogether before reappearing when the new semester started.

When you get brave enough to look back up at him, you see he has his camera pointed at you, snapping pictures. You look away again so as not to alert Jungkook of what’s going on. Taehyung smiles when you look up out of the corner of your eye, before moving on to take pictures of something else. Why is your heart beating so fast?

“Everything okay?” Jungkook asks, making you jump.

“I should be asking you that,” you manage to croak out.

“That weird sense of something being off is happening… I should go.” He starts to stand up and you grab his hand.

“What about this weekend? You’re still coming out with us right?”

He bends down and captures your lips in a quick but sweet kiss. “I promise I won’t miss it.” He gently nudges your forehead with his, making you roll your eyes with a smile as you watch him jog across the courtyard.

“Was that Jungkook?” Hoseok asks, sitting down across from you on the blanket.

“Um…yeah. He had to get to class,” you lie. Again. “Hey Hobi?”

“Yeah?” He stops grabbing books from his bag and looks up at you.

“What do you know about Kim Taehyung?” You nod towards the man with the camera, still taking pictures of some angel statues on the far side of the courtyard.

“He’s supposedly the best photography major at this school. He’s also…strange.” Hobi pretends to get a chill.

“Strange? Strange how?” You’re interest even more peaked than before.

“I don’t know, ____. I just heard some shit about him talking to himself all the time, and sometimes he comes to class all beat up.” Hobi brushes it off like it’s no big deal.

You don’t pester him any further, instead watching Taehyung as he takes a seat on a bench and starts scrolling through the pictures he’s taken on his camera.

Maybe people are making things up about him because he’s different. People don’t like different for some reason. But you…you tend to be pulled towards the different. Or it tends to find you when you least expect it.

Saturday night has come and almost gone, and you’re still waiting for Jungkook to show up at Club Onyx to meet up with you and your friends. You’ve been waiting for hours and downing drinks the longer you go unanswered.

You’ve called and texted him over and over with no answer and are finally ready to just give up. Hobi gives you that pitiful look as you slam your phone face down onto the table.

“Fuck this, I’m getting another drink.” You don’t say it to anyone in particular and you don’t wait for anyone to answer before slipping into the crowd towards the bar.

“Can I get a Long Island please?” you ask the bartender when she approaches. You slouch down onto a barstool and see a familiar face on the other side of the bar.

Taehyung. Sitting with a glass of whiskey in one hand and his phone in the other. The hat you usually see him wear is nowhere to be seen. Instead, his curly black hair has been somewhat styled over his forehead. He’s still wearing a white button up, but he’s left the top buttons undone this time, revealing the smooth skin of his chest.

“Here you go.” The bartender hands you your drink just in time for Taehyung to look up from his phone and see you already looking at him.

“Shit,” you whisper to yourself, taking your drink and making a break for the dance floor as quickly as you can.

The song playing isn’t one that you know, but as you chug down your drink you start to care less and less about knowing the song and just let yourself go. You want to have a good time and not mope about Jungkook standing you up once again.

You let strangers grind against you as you move across the dance floor, arms raised above your head and your hips swaying to the beat of the song. You’re a little tipsy as you place your glass down on the nearest table, but not enough to not know what’s going on.

A slower song starts to play with more of an r&b feeling. You watch as people start to pair off, the movements of their bodies making heat rush through you and settle on your cheeks and neck. You start to turn back to find your friends when you feel an arm slide around your waist, making you jump from the suddenness of being touched.

“Easy there, Pigeon,” a voice as deep as the ocean and smoother than satin says against the shell of your ear.

You twist your neck almost too quickly, eyes landing on the face of Taehyung. Your breath nearly disappears completely seeing him this closely.

“What are you doing?” you ask, but you don’t try to move away from him. God, you should move away but you can’t.

“You need someone to dance with.” He smiles and says the words with a matter of fact tone.

“I should find my friends…” Your brain finally starts to catch up and you move from his hold.

“One dance, Pigeon. Would be a pity to waste such a good song.”

“Why are you calling me Pigeon? I have a name.” You fold your arms over your chest.

“I know your name. But the pigeons at school seem to have really taken a liking to you, I couldn’t resist.” His boxy smile widens.

“You’re not being very convincing about this dance.” You try not to smile.

Taehyung puts his hand out asking silently one more time for you to dance with him. There’s that nagging feeling that you shouldn’t, but there’s a bigger part that says Jungkook isn’t your boyfriend, and he stood you up after he promised not to miss this night.

You take his hand.

Taehyung pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and gently pulls you towards him, spinning you around at the last second to press your back against his front. You gasp when you immediately feel him lean over you and press his face into your neck, his nose skimming your skin.

His big but delicate hands find your stomach, slithering down until they reach your hips, slightly bunching your dress in his fingers.

He gently moves his hips and grinds against your ass in the most tantalizing way, reminding you that you did in fact agree to dance. Taehyung groans quietly in your ear when the pace of your hips becomes quicker with more added pressure from your ass into his crotch.

You let yourself relax against him, head falling back against his shoulder and exposing more of your neck to him. His impatient mouth finds the juncture of your neck and shoulder and he kisses a soft line across your skin.

“Can’t believe your boyfriend would leave you all alone out here where the monsters can find you.” Taehyung's deep voice vibrates through your body and settles into your core.

“I don’t have a boyfriend…or monsters.” The words come out sounding breathless as he continues to press your body closer to his.

“We think you do.” His long tongue traces the shell of your ear.

We? You let it go because your brain is too foggy with lust to wonder what that could even mean right now.

“I don’t,” you repeat, pushing thoughts of Jungkook away for just a night. Taehyung laughs quietly, pulling your lobe between his teeth as his hands move up your chest to cup your breasts.

You don’t even care who sees the way he’s touching you right now. You’re becoming so turned on that you know your panties have to be absolutely ruined at this point.

“Come home with me.” He spins you around to face him just as the song ends, your eyes fluttering open as he cups your face in his hands.

“That…I can’t.” Your eyes search his, hoping it will make you realize that you need to walk away. Instead, there’s something that tells you you’re safe, but that you’re also in for a world of trouble. You don’t know how you know, you just do.

“I’ll make you feel so good, Pigeon.” His mouth is almost on yours, lips just brushing as he whispers. This man is fucking undeniable.

“Okay,.” you cave. You just want to feel wanted. You want to matter more than a stranger on the street. You want Taehyung to make you forget how much it hurts when Jungkook lets you down over and over again.

“Good girl.” His warm mouth slots with yours as he kisses you feverishly. Like he’s been starving for years and your mouth is his only source of sustenance. It’s hot, fiery, and all-consuming.

Not even sure when his lips leave yours, you’re suddenly being pulled by your hand towards the club exit. Your brain clears and you look around for Hobi or any of your other friends but you don’t see them. And honestly, you hope that they don’t. You hope they didn’t see what happened on the dance floor and you hope they don’t see you leaving with someone who isn’t Jungkook. That would be far too messy to have to explain.

“Did you drive here?” You squeeze Taehyung’s hand and he pulls you closer to him.

“I did. I didn’t even finish my drink, I promise I’m safe to drive.” He eases your mind as the two of you push out of the door and turn towards the parking lot.

But your mind is only at ease for a mere minute before you realize that Taehyung is leading you towards what appears to be a very, very fast motorcycle. Everything on it is jet black and ridiculously sexy. You wish you weren’t absolutely terrified.

“I’m not getting on that.” You stop in your tracks.

“Why not?” Taehyung grabs the helmet off the back and offers it to you. “I’ll even give you the helmet.”

“I just…that looks dangerous.”

“It is.”

“Glad you’re honest,” you half-laugh.

“The bike is dangerous, but I would never let anything happen to you, Pigeon.” Taehyung swings one of his long legs over the motorcycle, straddling it as he waits for you to make a decision.

“We hardly know each other, Taehyung.”

“That doesn’t mean I can’t keep you safe on my motorcycle, or that we have to know everything about each other to feel something.” He holds the helmet out again and you feel your mouth go dry at his words.

The danger aside, there is no going back if you get on that motorcycle with him. There is no way you would have an untainted conscience ever again. Every time you were with Jungkook from this day on, you would have to think about the fact that at this moment, you also wanted Kim Taehyung to fuck you.

That should terrify you more than it does.

You grab your phone and quickly open it to see no messages or missed calls from Jungkook. Your answer gets a little clearer as you reach out and take the helmet from his hand.

“Carefully,” Taehyung says, taking one of your hands and guiding you to straddle the motorcycle behind him. You settle the helmet onto your head, and Taehyung smiles widely when he looks over his shoulder to make sure you’re ready.

When he starts the motorcycle, the vibrations from the engine immediately flood your body. Your arms instinctively wrap around his torso as tightly as possible, and you wait once again for the world to go past you far too quickly. The same way it always does when Jungkook is swinging you between buildings.

When he pulls out of the parking lot, he doesn’t go too fast like you thought he would. He takes his time weaving between the cars and taxis, making his way through the busy streets and closer to the docks.

You don’t entirely hate the motorcycle ride. Nor do you hate the way Taehyung laces his fingers through yours and holds them against his chest, or the way he brings your knuckles to his lips to brush a kiss against each one while he steers with the other hand. You don’t hate the way he sometimes moves that hand down to tap your thigh to let you know he’s about to make a sharp turn. You wish you hated the motorcycle ride.

Taehyung presses a button on his phone and a door on one of the warehouses starts to lift up. He pulls through it, parking the bike once inside. Your legs feel like jello when you take his hand to try and stand up, stumbling a bit in his hold.

“Okay there, Pigeon?” Taehyung grasps the sides of the helmet and helps you take it off. He sits it on the back of the bike before coming back to help you straighten out your helmet hair.

“It wasn’t terrible.” You smile and so does he, fire moving through your veins the longer your eyes stay locked with his. You quickly clear your throat. “So, you live in a warehouse?”

“I used to live in the city. It was just too…busy. I needed space.” He takes your hand and leads you towards some metal stairs. But before he does, you notice several more motorcycles parked inside the open part of the warehouse. Who is Kim Taehyung?

At the top of the stairs, it opens into a large open loft area that has a surprising feeling of comfort to it. There’s a kitchenette off to the right with just the necessities: a fridge, small table, stove and microwave.

The left side of the room appears to be the bedroom. A big messy bed sits against a headboard with intricate black vines carved into the wood. Soft pillows are haphazardly lying in all directions, some on the floor with their feathers scattered across the room. Taehyung visibly stiffens when he sees you notice them.

“Sorry about those…I think I might have a raccoon stuck in here somewhere.” He laughs and moves to kick the busted pillows under his bed.

Strange. He’s a little strange.

“Do you need something to drink?” he asks.

“Should I be worried about being here, Taehyung?”

“What? No. No, I promise you’re safe.” He crosses the room and comes to stand in front of you, concern evident on his perfect face.

“I just…I don’t do things like this. I’ve never even had a one night stand.” You card a hand through your hair and Taehyung tips your chin up to look at him.

“Why does it need to be just one night?” His face softens and his thumb brushes over your bottom lip.

“Taehyung…I don’t know what I’m doing.” It’s barely a whisper.

His head tilts slightly to the side before it spasms slightly, an uncomfortable look painting his face as he shakes his head and gets the spasm under control.

“Stop it.” Taehyung grits between his clenched teeth, mostly to himself.

“Are…are you okay?” Your worry grows by the second.

“Sorry…I’m sorry.” He cups your face in his hands and kisses you sweetly, catching you off guard. “I’m sorry if I scared you,” he whispers against your lips.

“I’m not scared of you.” It isn’t a lie. You aren’t scared, but something is off. And you’re too stupid to leave. “Should I be scared?”

“Not of me.” He speaks as if someone else is in the room.

His mouth finds yours again and lust takes the place of worry and concern. Taehyung easily grabs your thighs and lifts you off the ground as if you weigh nothing at all.

The next moments are a blur of clothing being stripped and bare skin coming in contact with hands and lips. Teeth scrape over nipples and long fingers drown themselves inside your dripping pussy. The warehouse echos with the sounds of your moans and his deep groans.

After your first thigh shaking orgasm, Taehyung sits on the edge of his bed and you kneel in front of him between his knees, taking his far too perfect cock into your mouth. You worship him with your tongue and make him come down your throat, his hands tightly gripping your hair.

Chills run through your sweaty body as he bends you over his bed and eases his cock inside you. Stars explode behind your eyelids while your fingers grip the bed sheets.

“He doesn’t fuck you enough, does he Pigeon? You’re so fucking tight.” Taehyung’s fingers dig harshly into your hips as he mercilessly pounds you from behind.

You can only moan in response, the coil in your stomach tightening and threatening to burst again. Tears slip from the corners of your eyes and stain the sheets you’re so desperately clinging to.

His fingers suddenly start to feel sharper, like they could pierce your skin at any moment, past the point of hurting in a good way.

“Stop,” Taehyung growls and the piercing feeling of his fingers starts to let up. If your brain wasn’t so fogged by your oncoming orgasm you may have questioned who the hell he was talking to.

“I’m so close,” you whine, feeling Taehyung press himself closer to you, one of his hands coming to the back of your head and pushing you deeper into the mattress. The new angle makes you feel him so deeply that even your stomach clenches and the dam finally breaks; you’re falling off the edge of the most shattering orgasm you’ve ever experienced.

Taehyung’s hips stutter as you clench around him, making him moan deep in his chest. When you can no longer hold up your body, he grabs your shoulder and flips you onto your back, then immediately slides his cock back inside your overly sensitive pussy.

You’re so blissfully fucked that it takes you a moment to focus your eyesight on his face. Sweaty black curls sticking to his forehead as you lift your heavy arms and dig your fingers into his hair so you can pull his mouth down onto yours.

“I almost…I almost lost control. You feel so good.” His tongue swipes into your mouth as he angles himself to hit your g-spot with every hard thrust of his hips.

“Please come, Taehyung.” Your nails dig into his back and leave scratch marks across his skin.

“Never wanted anyone as much as I want you…fuck we want you so badly.” He buries his face into your neck as he thrusts once, twice more before you feel him spill inside of you. Hips bruisingly tight against yours as his cock twitches each time more cum fills you up.

“Holy shit.” You move your hands back to his hair and gently lift up to see his face. You swear when he looks at you that all the color has drained from his eyes. They’re solid white.

You gasp and blink once, seeing Taehyung’s pretty brown eyes looking back at you in less than a second.

“Wh-what was that?” You’re still panting.

“What was what, Pigeon?” He smiles and presses a kiss to your cheek before he slowly pulls out and walks to his bathroom, giving you a chance to ogle his perfect little ass and the muscles of his back.

“I just…thought I saw something,” you say when he returns to the bed with a cloth for you to clean up with. You really need to get more sleep if you’re starting to see things.

“Did I hurt you?” Taehyung’s face is suddenly a lot more serious when he reaches out to run his fingers over the apple of your cheek.

You remember the way his hands felt on your hips. How they could’ve been on the verge of piercing through your skin. At least, that’s what you thought when it was happening.

Looking down at your hips, there’s obvious red marks from fingertips, but also scratch marks that just don’t seem like they could’ve come from Taehyung’s short cut nails. What the hell?

“I um…I think I’m okay.” You pull the covers up over your hips a little, hoping he won’t see.

“You should sleep here. I can take you home in the morning, I’m just too sleepy right now.” He pouts his mouth a little and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his side.

“Okay.” You’re admittedly too spent to call an Uber or argue with him about taking you home tonight. You just need to sleep. Sleep will fix everything. Tomorrow you will wake up and not feel like you’re losing your entire mind.

“…don’t ever fucking do that again…” You hear part of a conversation in your half asleep state. “I swear if you would have hurt her…”

Who the hell is Taehyung talking to in the middle of the night?

“She’s with the spider….liability.” A deep inhuman voice fills the empty air. Your eyes shoot open wide and every nerve is suddenly completely wired.

Are they…are they talking about Jungkook?

“She’s not. She said she’s not,” Taehyung’s voice answers, stress evident in his words.

“We should eat her now…”

“No! You’ll have to kill me if you think you’re ever touching her. And we both know you can’t do that,” Taehyung yells.

You wrap the thin sheet around your naked body and slowly move towards the railing that overlooks the open part of the warehouse downstairs. You stay back far enough so not to alert anyone of your presence.

Looking down, you see Taehyung sitting at a table with his back towards you, wearing his black jeans slung low on his hips and nothing else. He runs a hand through his hair in frustration.

And that’s when it seems like the shadows around him start to move and your heart threatens to burst from your chest. Because not only do they move, but they have a face. A terrifying face that is seeping from the back of Taehyung’s neck and moving around him …as it talks.

“You’re weak for her,” the monster growls deeply, its huge teeth and unnaturally long tongue becoming more apparent as it moves into the light.

“We had a deal.” Taehyung seethes. “I’m literally the only person you haven’t killed when you bonded with them. You need me to get your symbiote friends home and I need you to take down that fucking lab.”

You can barely believe what you’re seeing or hearing. Is this the monster Jungkook was talking about? The one breaking into the lab across the river?

“Aren’t we friends?” The monster asks in a condescending way.

“Not if you hurt ____. She has no idea what she’s in the middle of and it should stay that way.” Taehyung holds his arms out straight and the monster starts to wrap its moving pitch black skin around him…its skin becoming his.

You’re so startled by the sight in front of you that you stumble back, knocking over an end table full of magazines and books. Fuck.

“Shit,” you hear Taehyung say before the monster has completely consumed him. What stands in his place is something you will never forget for the rest of your life.

The monster must be at least 8 feet tall, huge bulking muscles made of that inhuman black skin that constantly appears to be moving. Its huge white eyes land right on you immediately, its mouth and teeth pulling into a wicked smile as it jumps into the air and clears the railing in a single leap. You scream as the ground crunches beneath its feet when it lands in front of you.

The monster looms over you and all the breath in your lungs disappears.

“What…what are you?” you croak, fear freezing you in place.

“We…are Venom.”

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