SPIDERMAN [JMJ]

25

The next morning, the familiar roar of Ken's motorcycle echoed through the schoolyard as she pulled up, parking her sleek black bike in its usual spot. She hopped off, adjusting her helmet before shaking her hair loose. As always, her entrance drew attention, but Ken had long gotten used to it.

Just as she started walking toward the school building, she noticed the same group of girls from last night making a beeline for her. The leader, who had kissed her on the cheek at the party, was front and center, a smirk plastered across her face.

Ken sighed inwardly, hoping for a peaceful start to the day, but knowing that wasn’t in the cards. She had barely made it past her bike when they closed in on her.

“Ken!” the leader called, her tone dripping with fake sweetness. “About last night…”

Ken raised an eyebrow, already on guard. “What about it?”

The girl laughed, stepping uncomfortably close. “Your cheek was so soft. I swear, I could kiss you again and again… and again…” She trailed off, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

Ken stepped back, her expression tightening. She didn’t want to cause a scene, but this was getting ridiculous. “Not happening,” Ken said firmly, trying to defuse the situation before it escalated.

But the girl was relentless, taking another step toward Ken. “Are you sure? Because I really don’t mind doing it again. It’s like your face is begging for it.”

Ken opened her mouth to respond, her frustration boiling over, but before she could get the words out, she felt a familiar presence beside her.

Wenny.

Without missing a beat, Wenny slipped her arm around Ken’s waist and pulled her close. The intensity in her eyes was unmistakable. She had heard everything, and this time, she wasn’t going to let them push Ken around.

“You think you can just walk up to her and do whatever you want?” Wenny snapped, her voice cold as she glared at the girl.

The leader of the group looked taken aback for a moment but quickly recovered, her smirk returning. “What’s your problem? I was just complimenting her.”

Wenny's grip on Ken tightened as her annoyance surged. She wasn’t in the mood for games today. The frustration from the previous night bubbled up, and before anyone could react, Wenny grabbed Ken by the collar and pulled her in for an aggressive kiss, right in front of the girls.

The kiss was fierce, raw with emotion, and it left no room for misinterpretation. Wenny was making it clear to everyone watching—especially those girls—that Ken was hers, and she wasn’t going to let anyone get in the way of that.

Ken, caught off guard at first, quickly relaxed into the kiss, her hand coming up to rest on Wenny’s waist. The intensity of it sent a thrill through her, but more than that, it made her feel incredibly secure. Wenny wasn’t just defending her—she was claiming her, and Ken loved every second of it.

When Wenny finally pulled away, her eyes were blazing with defiance as she stared down the girl group, daring them to say something. The leader looked stunned, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as the crowd that had gathered around them whispered and stared.

“Don’t even think about touching her again,” Wenny said, her voice low and dangerous. “She’s mine.”

The girl opened her mouth to retort, but the words seemed to die in her throat. Without another word, she turned on her heel and stalked off, her friends trailing behind her, whispering in shock.

Wenny turned back to Ken, her fierce expression softening immediately. “Sorry if that was a bit much,” she muttered, looking down as if suddenly self-conscious.

Ken chuckled softly, her hand coming up to brush a strand of Wenny’s hair behind her ear. “I think you made your point.”

Wenny looked up at her, the tension in her shoulders easing. “Good,” she said quietly. “I just didn’t want them thinking they could mess with you.”

Ken leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Wenny’s forehead. “You don’t need to worry about them. As long as I’ve got you, I’m good.”

Wenny smiled, her heart swelling at Ken’s words. With a deep breath, she relaxed into Ken’s side, knowing that from now on, no one would dare mess with what they had. The two of them walked into school together, leaving the drama behind, their bond stronger than ever.

TBC.