Exes and Superher-o's

Part 3

In fact, you're feeling fairly good when you enter your building, despite your still-soaked superhero suit and the horrible smell.

You're midway up the elevator when you realize you forgot about Jungkook. Wincing, you dig out your phone to see three missed calls. Shit.

Jungkook answers on the first ring, midway through a level-five rant.

"I swear, Y/N, one of these days I'm going to leave you somewhere and see how you fare! You're going to need a change of clothes, or a ride and I'm just going to slowly eat ramen in a convenience store and ignore you. But wait, hang on – I won't! Because if I ignore you, I'm probably delaying some villain getting their ass kicked, and then I'd have innocent civilian deaths on my hands, and I –"

"Jungkook!" you blurt, interrupting his tirade. Your elevator doors slide open. "I'm sorry, I swear. I know we said we'd meet up after my briefing."

"Oh, you know. She knows, does she?"

"Okay, who are you talking to when you do that?"

"The voices in my mind, Y/N! Because you're driving me crazy!"

Snorting, you step into the hall. "Jungkook, seriously. I didn't mean to hurt you! I have the briefing folder right here – why don't we meet for breakfast tomorrow and discuss?"

"Why not meet tonight?"

"I don't want to meet tonight."

"Why not?"

"Jungkook," you sigh, searching your suit for keys. One of the worst parts about super-suits is the damned lack of pockets. "Because I don't. I kind of ran into a really sucky situation at the Agency, okay?"

He pauses. "What kind of sucky situation?"

Exhaling out loud, you switch your phone to your other ear. "Did they tell you?"

"Huh? Did who tell me what?"

"Who my partner is. Did they tell you?"

"Who your partner is?" Now Jungkook sounds curious. "I didn't even know you were working with someone, Y/N. Why? Who do they have you paired up with?"

As you turn the corner of your hall, you glance up and freeze. Jungkook's voice continues in your ear, asking more about this mysterious partner. You can only stare in disbelief at the man standing before your door.

"Seokjin," you blurt, automatic.

"Seokjin?!" Jungkook squawks. "Are you fucking serious? They paired you up with that low-life, spotlight-sucking, praise-happy ex-boyfriend of yours, who –"

In front of you, Seokjin rolls his eyes. "Tell Jungkook that even though I don't have super hearing, his voice comes through loud and clear."

"Jungkook?" you say, a bit dazed. "I have to go."

"Holy shit, was that him? Is he there right now? Y/N just say the code word and I'm there. Like, taser in hand–"

"Breakfast. Tomorrow," you say before you hang up.

Seokjin and you stand there a moment, simply looking at one another. Finally, he speaks.

"Were either of those the code words?"

Rolling your eyes, you walk past him. "How did you get here?"

"Flew."

"Of fucking course," you mutter.

Jiggling your key in the lock, it sticks several times before you manage to pry it open. Stumbling into your apartment, you not-so-gracefully recover as you turn to face Seokjin.