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.

Taehyung comes back with tea and a first aid kit. Right, he has it on the kitchen wall, he nearly forgot.
"Lift your shirt up."

"U-Uh w-what?"

"Your shirt. Come on, you've been holding your sides for a while."

The first aid kit is there for a reason and Taehyung's only intention is to treat his painful wounds. Jungkook shouldn't be thinking dirty. It's wrong of him.

Jungkook is hesitant but eventually after a lot of urging, he shows his bruises. Big blue and black marks litter his sides, stomach and back.

"Oh my god, this is bad! I knew something was up!!" Jungkook can't see but Taehyung seems really worried. It must be worse than he had thought.

Taehyung starts to grab a bowl of ice from the kitchen that he thankfully had. "This will hurt," He presses the ice cube to his back to numb the pain.

"Owh!!" Jungkook bit his lips. That did hurt, a lot. Eventually the pain soothes out a bit. He feels better, but he knows the pain will be back soon enough. Even with his fast healing, the bruises were going to take some time.

"Seriously, aren't you glad that I called!" Taehyung says as he grabs the tube of aloe vera and applies it over Jungkook's back.

"Oww!" He cries out.

"How did you even get these horrible bruises..?"

Jungkook says nothing, too busy focusing on his cold back and the feeling of Taehyung lightly massaging the bruised area. Even if ice was already applied, he still feels a heavy pain on his back. But that isn't the focus, his focus is on Taehyung's large hands that rub his bare skin. It hurts.. But it feels so good too.

"Jungkook, I think it's best if you get rid of your shirt altogether instead of holding it up for so long."

"Ok." Ok? He spoke too fast while he was in daze. This feels wrong, far too erotic for Taehyung to help him undress. His cheeks grow red relatively fast. His entire chest is out and he's far too embrarassed even when they're both men. Well, it makes sense that he's feeling embarrassed, it's the man he has an enormous crush on.

Taehyung moves to kneel in front of him. The boy was innocent, he only wanted to take care of the bruises on his side and stomach,but that doesn't help with Jungkook's embarrassment. He uses more ice and repeats the process that he did for his back, only this time he is in front of the younger and not facing his back.

"You should consider becoming an underwear model. You know, as a part time job," Taehyung says as his eyes fix mainly on his defined abs and skinny waist, "You're too good to be a pass."

Fuck. Jungkook is fucked. Royally fucked. He knows Taehyung is kneeling down to help him with his injury but the way he's kneeling for him, hands rubbing waist and abs at the same time, it's just too much. Jungkook is a young man,he has needs. It's understandable for him to still have his hormones running out of control. Those hormones do him no mercy and go straight to his crotch. "You know I'm busy... I can barely come to class."

Surely Taehyung has noticed his forming boner by now. Maybe he feels disgusted and doesn't want to address his problem down there. "Your cheeks are red." It shakes Jungkook into silence for a moment.

"W-wha-?"

"Your cheeks look so red right now Jungkook and.. It's nothing to be embarrassed about.." Taehyung starts to redden up as he says so as well, "Nothing to be embarrassed about how you got so injured, y-yes! So how did you do it anyway?"

Jungkook is glad he changed the topic. Taehyung himself is doing his best to look away from his crotch as well. The topic however changes to something he doesn't want to discuss as well. He can't just say that he was fighting some sketchy dude and would've gotten himself killed.

"It's a very embarrassing story.." Jungkook pretends to be shy and looks away with hands over his face. "I fell down the stairs.." he murmurs. His face is already red so he might as well make use of it.

"I'm not dumb. Falling down the stairs can't hurt you this bad!"

Yea, it really couldn't.

"I fell down.. 3 times.. I tried to get up and then fell again and again because I lost my footing."

Instead of sympathizing, Taehyung starts laughing out loud.

"Jungkook, you're so clumsy!"

Unsurprisingly, he actually thinks that Jungkook is clumsy enough to fall three times.

"But I'm glad you're alright. Glad that your head isn't bleeding, but shouldn't we be rushing to the hospital right now?"

"I'm fine.." The doctors won't believe him anyways. "I want to save money... besides, you're already helping me, no?"

"If it's the cost then I can help you. Come on, we need to check if there's anything broken there."

Jungkook shakes his head, "Taehyung, I'm fine. Trust me on this one."

Taehyung doesn't seem to believe him. Even if he laughed at his clumsiness a few moments ago, he can't hide his worry. This was not an accident to be taken lightly.

"I'm just a bit worried.. I can't stand seeing you hurt."

Taehyung is so tender . There's no way he couldn't just love him.

"I'm only tender with you."

Jungkook's eyes widen, "Did I just say that out loud..?" And he did it again.

Taehyung nods after rubbing the last areas with aloe gel, "Your tea is getting cold."

The tea was forgotten, they haven't touched it ever since it was brought here. Still, cold tea is a big no. However, Jungkook is still processing Taehyung's last words. " Only with- "

"I came here to give you notes of what you missed in class! After all, we're still in the same group. Don't want you to be lost and all." The topic changes yet again. Jungkook doesn't want it to, he wants to ask more. What does Taehyung mean by that? He might be overthinking it but both are already a mess of red so there's no way Taehyung is going to notice the thoughts occupying his mind. "But you should probably go to the bathroom and fix that first."

Oh. Jungkook is still hard like the young man in love he is. God, it's just pure humiliation! He hopes Taehyung won't get the wrong idea.

"S-Sorry about that," He squeaks out before rushing to the bathroom.

It takes him a few moments before he remembers that he has to do something about his boner. He is hard but there's nothing that could help him get off. He could've brought his phone with him but it won't do good anyways since it's been a while since he was last sexually active. Porn just doesn't cut it.

Taehyung must be tired of waiting but Jungkook still hasn't cum.

" I'm only tender with you "

The words fly to his mind. He's so awful, to be thinking of Taehyung while his cock is hard,but it gets him even harder. He imagines Taehyung's beautiful lips wrapping around his cock.

He imagines it's Taehyung's large hands that cup his chest, he wants his hands back on him, caressing his body even if it hurts. No,even if Taehyung raises his hands and gives him red and blue marks he would fully enjoy it.

And it would be Taehyung who will once again be tender. He would caress them, kiss them until they're all better. Only his kisses, nothing and no one else.

Maybe he can mount the boy, or oh, maybe be mounted, either way would work. He dreams of the day when Taehyung's body would be covered with love marks, when his back would be ruined by his tight grip and maybe it'll scar too. His face would be so flushed but still so attractive and Jungkook would just give him more. Anything Taehyung wants he would give him.

The room would be filled with nothing but the sound of them desperately calling each other and the sound of skin slapping. So loud and obscene it might disturb the neighbors; no, it'll definitely disturb the neighbors. They would call each other's names, so desperate for more friction, for more speed, until they've both lost their minds because all they can think of is each other.

He comes .

He comes just by thinking about Taehyung, about all the dirty things they could do in his head.

He comes because he is desperate to fuck Taehyung when they're nothing more than friends.

He doesn't know how long he has been in here, there's no clock in the bathroom. But It feels like forever before his mind starts rolling credits.

"You sure took your time," Taehyung comments when he goes out. Jungkook however, can't bring himself to look him in the eye, not when he did something so terrible.

"Sorry about that," He doesn't bother explaining, "So let's talk about class, yeah?"

They end up studying just like Taehyung's intention was, but Jungkook's face feels hot every time he recalls what went down in the bathroom.