Warnings: blood, cursing, mentions of death, Hua.
Jake wasn't alright. In fact, he's panicking. He couldn't defeat that monster of a doctor again, he was starting to lose hope. He wasn’t able to take someone down for the first time.
He did enought to tire him, to tire both of them.
Jake was out of breath, web shooting from building to building made him see stars from the pain.
He had no where to go, his dorm was too far and he knew he wouldn't made it in time.
He cussed himself out over and over again, fed up with this situation and the stupid doctor.
He didn't even know the man in person and he just wanted to rip his head off.
Jake saw a familiar light on, from the top of a building. Without thinking much of it, not that his head was letting him anyway. He gives his final swing with a cry before sticking perfectly to the building.
He peeked inside, the blinds cut his vision. Without even realising what he was doing he knocks on it repeatedly.
"You sure you're okay?" You ask Sunoo. "Other than the fact that I'm alone, yeah. I think I am."
You were on your phone with Sunoo, he was updating you on the evacuation situation that happened on the guy's dorm.
Jungwon had gone to visit his family for a couple days, due to urgency matters.
Riki was still stuck at the bubble tea place, knowing him he was probably having the time of his life.
"Are you? Okay, I mean." You nod, knowing Sunoo couldn't see you. "Worried. Have you seen Jake? I sent a message he didn't even see it."
"Nah I haven't seen him, his friends look very worried though..." Sunoo gasps suddenly.
"You think Megan is right? Is he spider-man?" You laugh, Jake couldn't be spider-man, he wouldn't be able to keep it to himself if he was.
"No, why would-" The sound of knocks made you jump. "Damn it Megan, come in." You said with your hand over your chest.
"What's going on?" You hear Sunoo on the other line, you didn't answer and just went to open your door anyways.
"What!" Sunoo keeps on asking through the phone.
"Sunoo, wait." You whisper
"Why are we whispering?" You ignore him once again and walk towards your window, you could see a brief shadow of something or… someone?
When you open your curtains your phone almost falls to the ground. Spider-man. Spider-man was outside your window.
He looked miserable, suit was half burn half scratched. You could see blood mixed with dirt on his suit and skin. His mask was also scratched, blood patches around his ears.
You hang up on Sunoo without any explanation. You rush to open the window. He was panting, almost out of breath. Spider-man climbed inside without even asking, he pushed you out of the way and closed the window again before seating on the floor.
You froze, didn't say anything, didn't move a muscle. Only let him do what he pleased.
Spider-man took his mask off, closing his eyes. Everything hurts. His head rested on your bedroom walls.
You almost fainted at the sight of a bloody Jake on your floor, your room. Spider man is
“Jake?" Your hands fly to your mouth, too loud. Nobody could hear that.
"Y/n, it hurts, everything hurts." He groaned holding his rib.
You rushed to his side, kneeling down beside him. You didn't ask questions, on why he was spider-man, on why he was here.
"Fucking hell Jake, what happened to you?"
"Bad fight." He says tears falling down his eyes. "Please help." He could barely let out.
"Hold on," Before you knew, you were rushing to the toilet, opening the mirrors to look for the first aid kit.
When you get back to your bedroom, spider-man or Jake had taken half of his suit off, hanging on the sides. His chest now naked all of his cuts now exposed, it made you wince even from just looking at it.
"Sit." You tell him. He didn't question it, and sat down on your bed.
"Shut up, Jake." You open the first aid box taking out clean water, the sterile saline and wipes. “This might hurt.”
“Nothing hurts more than this, believe me.”
“Just try to be quiet. Everyone is here.” He nods.
You pour some clean water on the wipes, to clean off the dirt spots before going in with the sterile saline.
You glanced down at his exposed chest. Focus Y/N, focus, he’s bleeding out. Your stare lowered to a deeper cut. Grabbing an extra fabric you had you hand it to him.
“Press it here, you’re bleeding out.” He grabs the fabric off your hands placing it on top of the cut. He wasn’t pressing hard enough.
You make a clicking sound with your tongue before pressing it the fabric harder on the cut, your hands touching his.
“Y/N, what the fuck?” “What? The way you were doing it wouldn’t work.” He scoffs.
“Don’t give me attitude, I’m cleaning you.”
You roll your eyes at him.
10 minutes in and you had already cleaned all his cuts, time to disinfect them.
“It’s going to sting.” “Just do it.”
“Y/N, hurry up.” He closes his eyes head falling back with the pain.
He hisses when you touch his skin with the wipes.
“Fuckass city.” He cusses. “Fuckass doctor.”
“Doctor?” He nods. “Yeah that maniac almost killed me again.”
“Hua’s dad almost killed you? Again?” Jake opens his eyes snapping his head towards you. “Hua’s dad?” He got up.
“Fuck I need to get out of here, what if she heard me and tells him.” He paced towards the window again.
“Jake! She didn’t hear you.” You reassure him, dropping the wipes on the bed.
“How could you know? I need to get out of here.” He tried his best to open the window but his arms gave up half way. “What is happening to me?” He cries out looking at his arms.
“Jake!” You grab his wrist making him look at you. “I need to treat you.”
“No, I can’t stay here. If she heard us she’ll tell her dad, I can’t put you in danger.” He pushes his wrist from your hold. “He will kill you.”
“He won’t.” You raise your voice, frustrated. “Just sit down. Please.” Jake looks at you for a second. His eyes softening when he meets yours before he starts breaking down in front of you.
You wrap your arms around his neck letting him fall on you. His head rests on your shoulder, you could feel the wet drops hitting your shoulder.
“I’m over this, Y/N.” His voice cracks.
“It’s okay, you’re safe here.” Your hand brushes his back, soothing him.
“Please sit down, we can’t let any of the cuts get infected.”
He nods, straightening himself up again. His eyes now glossy from crying.
You led him to your bed, helping him sit down. Going back to treating his cuts.
“You want to take a shower?” You ask after cleaning all his cuts, including the ones on his face.
He nods. You nod back, grabbing Riki’s old sweats from your dresser.
“You can wear this.” You hand him the sweats.
“Riki’s?” He frowns, but clears his throat before grabbing the clothes.
“Thanks.” He murmures getting up. Jake looks around the hallway, making sure no one sees him before running to the toilet and locking himself there.
You were left in your bedroom alone, you didn’t notice you were shaking until you looked at your hands while cleaning your place from the bloody mess.
You try to clean your bedroom, you place the things you used on Spider— Jake on the little trash can by your studying desk and bloody towels on the laundry basket. You’d have to get rid of those quick, a problem for future Y/N.
You sat back down on your bed, unsure of what to do next, should you cook for Jake? He must be hungry. Wait for him? Order a lift for him? He could barely walk he wouldn’t be able to go back home alone.
You jump when your bedroom door opens, relief runs over you when you see Jake.
He walks inside, closing the door behind him.
He walks slowly towards you, he was limping. He sits beside you, hissing when his body makes contact with your bed.
“You can’t go home looking like this.”
“I still need to take care of this cut.” He lifts his t-shirt up, a piece of his suit that he had ripped now wrapped around his torso, keeping the cut from bleeding.
“And you going home will help? You need to go to the hospital.”
“I’d rather die. Sunghoon will take care of it.”
“Sunghoon?” You tilt your head in confusion. “The Sunghoon we know.”
“Are you sure we’re talking about the same Sunghoon?” He laughs. His laugh sounded like it hurt, as if he had to take a lot of effort just to let it out.
“Yes, that Sunghoon. He always takes care of my injuries.”
Your mouth opens in surprise. Since high school. Jake is Spider-Man since high school, that explains a lot.
“You can stay, I cleaned them. You should rest for now.” He nods, tired to say anything else. Silence took over, a lot of questions flooding your mind, confusion, curiosity… How is Jake Spider-Man? But then again a lot of situations explained it. Him disappearing out of nowhere for hours, you felt bad now. From judging him too hard, for being too harsh on him while he was just trying to keep the city away from chaos.
“You have questions.” He looks at you.
“A lot.” You chuckle. “But, I’ll save them for another day.” You get up.
Before he thinks he catches your wrist with his hand before brushing down to your hand.
“You can ask, I’ll answer them.” You shake your head.
“I don’t want answers.” You smile at him, looking down at your now linked hands . “Thank you.”
“For saving me from those creeps.” He laughs,
“It’s my job Y/N. As much as you annoyed me back then, I couldn’t let them do shit to you.” You nod.
“I know but thank you.” He holds eye contact with you. You feel your cheeks getting warmer and break the eye contact with him. Focus Y/N, he’s hurt.
“Uhm, stay with the bed.”
“No way.” He stands up before cussing in pain, shock rushing over his chest.
“I can’t let you sleep on the floor in your own house.”
“I can’t let you sleep on the floor injured.”
“What? We both don’t want each other sleeping on the floor, let’s sleep on the bed then. Both of us.”
“You’re crazier.” You roll your eyes over his comment.
He laughs before getting under the covers of your bed leaving an empty space beside him. He pats the bed for you to come lay beside him.
You groan at his stubborn act, doing exactly what he wanted. You sit beside him.
“This is the least I can do, you almost died.” You say.
“No, not that. Thank you for not freaking out over me being Spider-Man.” He earns another annoyed groan from you.
“Go sleep, Jake.” You lay down turning your back to him. He laughs.
a/n: SURPRISE!!!!! Due to the new spider-man film coming out I decided to gift you this. I legit stayed up the whole night to only write 1900 words hope you like this.
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