FUCK Spidey | KookV

Chapter 2

It's the worst timing because he is far from fine. He knows he should text back, but right now he's out in the middle of nowhere. It's best that he goes back home and then think about his next smooth line.

But Taehyung doesn't wait. Jungkook is swinging through the city when he receives a call: not a text but a call . Who is Jungkook to resist?

" Jungkook! How are you? " He sounds worried, very worried. " Where are you? Are you ok? It sounds like the wind is strong."

Jungkook hums, "I'm fine! Y-Yeah it's a bit windy out here but it's fine. What's up?" He keeps on swinging until he reaches home though.

" I was worried that you left me on read. I thought something happened.. Thank god everything's fine. "

There is absolutely nothing fine with him limping every time he's forced to walk. "S-So is there anything I can help you with?"

" I wanted to visit you. ."

"Hello?? "

Jungkook almost falls from forgetting to spur out his web to another building.

"Yes!! I'm here! Totally didn't almost die or anything."

There is a quick silence before Taehyung answers, " Great! I'll be over in 5 minutes. See ya! "

That leaves Jungkook only 5 minutes to get home, get dressed and clean the house. Pretty fucking impossible if you ask him.

He is almost home when his sharp eyes find Taehyung as he was getting in his car. Their eyes don't meet, he's pretty sure Taehyung missed him, but that just means he has to be faster than a car.

He is. Let's not talk about his room because it is absolutely trashed but just in case Taehyung did enter it, he had already thrown all his extra clothes and junk to the empty storage room, his spider suit too. "And if he snoops around... I am better off dead."

His living room isn't pleasant either.

"Oh god I don't even have a pet and my house looks like it was raided by dogs!"

Oh god he needs to serve something or else he'll look poor or impolite, his mother taught him better than that. Tea ! The classic he should not forget when a guest arrives, at least that's what he learnt from his Chinese class. He dashes to the kitchen to quickly prepare the boiling hot water, leaves for a bit to activate his convenient automatic sweeping robot whilst he tidies up some of the mess thrown about.

The robot has only been able to clean half of the floor when his doorbell rings, which has to be Taehyung. He almost trips on his way to the door.

"Hey Kook!" Taehyung looks stunning. Well, he is wearing a casual shirt and joggers. It isn't that amazing but Jungkook is a full-time SIMP: anything Taehyung wears is god made. Of course, a bag full of books for them to study hangs from his shoulder.

"W-Welcome!" He lets Taehyung in but they both then hear a very high pitched whistle.

It's his boiling tea kettle!

"I'll bring the tea over!"
Jungkook runs to the kitchen but finds himself having a hard time even walking.

He was so busy cleaning he almost forgot he had a broken rib that was still in the process of healing.

"Are you ok?!" Taehyung runs towards him and helps him sit on the sofa. "Don't worry about the tea, I'll get it for you."

This is embarrassing. Utter humiliation. Ouch, it still fucking hurts. Pain and embarrassment, the worst combination.