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It was supposed to just be a quiet night in.
A night to relax and forget about their packed schedule for a couple hours.
A night to eat junk food and watch whatever they liked as a group.
A night immediately ruined by the sudden outbreak of sirens from the distance and the now familiar chime from Jungkook’s phone that the Hyung’s have grown to despise.
Almost like routine, Jungkook leaps from his reclined position on the couch and is across the room in seconds in the direction of his room and Yoongi, who was previously scrolling through Netflix, switches to the News channel in time to catch the beginning of a breaking-news broadcast.
“We have reports coming in saying an alleged ‘giant lizard’ is wreaking havoc in downtown Seoul making its way towards the Banpo Bridge.”
As Jungkook reappears from his room clad in his suit and roughly tugging his mask on, the image of the News presenter switches to one of a helicopter’s view of the bridge. Cars are abandoned and people are running in terror from the monster.
“No.” “Jungkook you can’t.”
Both Jin and Jimin speak at the same time – apparently both on the same mind track.
“I don’t have time to argue. I have to go and you know it.” Jungkook speaks urgently as he rushes to slide open the nearest window. He quickly leaps from it, leaving no room for his Hyungs to further argue.
The Hyungs are left in silence – the only sounds being distant sirens and screams coming from the News report – with nothing to do but watch the beast their Maknae is rushing towards.
The current scene is almost out of a cartoon – cars are dangling half way between the bridge and the water below held up only by a thin web. As the lizard prepares to throw another car over the edge, Spider-Man swings in and kicks it with both feet directly in the chest, catapulting it backwards.
The Hyungs all hold their breath as they see the exact moment the lizard sets its sights on Jungkook. All it takes is a single moment of Jungkook checking the last car is secure for the monster to pounce. It lands on top of him, one clawed hand around his throat and the other trying to gut him.
Spider-Man has one hand around the lizard’s wrist in an effort to keep those sharp claws away from his chest and the other trying to pry away the hand depriving him of oxygen.
All six Hyungs feel their guts wrench and stomachs plummet as they witness the lizard’s claws elongate, sink into Jungkook’s chest and drag down. The entire room releases a sigh of relief when Spider-Man knocks the lizard off balance and is able to punch him across the jaw and get out of his reach.
The once serene living room is now only tense as they watch the lizard and Spider-Man charge at each other at full sprint only for Jungkook to slide at the last second, web the lizard’s ankle and trip him over. He quickly jumps onto the lizards back and is about to punch him in the back of the head only to be pulled forward and onto the ground. He isn’t quick enough to get away and the lizard grabs him around the shoulders and slams him down into the floor then throws him so he soars through the air before colliding with a steel beam. The lizard begins to approach again before he takes notice of his degrading arm and takes off in the opposite direction.
Their Maknae did it, he fought off the beast and protected the civilians who were on the bridge. The Hyungs collectively feel a burst of relief – well, all but one.
“Why isn’t he moving?” Taehyung bursts out, his voice almost hysterical. The Hyungs quickly divert their attention to notice that Jungkook is still where he landed after striking the steel beam and is, just as Taehyung said, making no move to get up.
Jin’s POV:
“No. Get up!” I yell at the broadcast as if he could hear me.
And maybe he did because, as I’d instructed, Jungkook slowly begins to push himself up with one arm with the other wrapped securely around his chest.
I feel completely helpless as all I can do is watch as he struggles to stand before limping off as quickly as he can manage.
“He’s ok. He’ll be here in a few minutes.” I say aloud, in an effort to calm both myself and the other members.
Accept that it doesn’t take just a few minutes.
Half an hour later we are all still gathered in the living room – there are noticeable tells of anxiety throughout the room, anywhere from Namjoon lightly bouncing his leg to Yoongi full-on pacing around the room.
I am standing in front of the window – still open from Jungkook’s departure – when I see a spandex-clad hand grip the window sill before Jungkook comes tumbling through the gap and lands almost directly on top of my feet.
“Jungkook!” I quickly crouch down and gently roll him onto his back. I register everyone else crowding around trying to get a look at him.
I lightly roll his mask up and off his face to reveal a bruised cheek bone, split lip and a nasty bruise surrounding his throat.
“Hey.” He replies softly and has the audacity to smile as if nothing is wrong.
“Someone go get the first aid kit from under the sink. Jungkook, do you think you can stand so we can get you to the couch?” I still have the vivid images of the lizard’s claws piercing Jungkook’s chest and his impact into the steel beam in my mind.
I don’t notice who follows the order but by the time Jungkook is gently laying down, the first aid kit has been thrust into my hands along with a bowl of water with a cloth already in it.
The Spider-Man suit is carefully pulled down to Jungkook’s waist to expose three deep lacerations in his chest and dark bruising covering the right side of his ribs.
“Oh Jungkook…” I hear Jimin whisper from behind me with a mixture of concern and pity.
“It’s not that bad; doesn’t even hurt.” He’s clearly lying but I think the youngest members of the group appreciate the optimism anyway.
I take a quick inventory of his injuries and given his speed-healing and the fact that the fight happened over half and hour ago, I’m not surprised to see some almost healed. The split lip barely noticeable anymore and the bruises around his throat are significantly less dark. His chest looks bad but it isn’t bleeding anymore and I can tell it is already healing. The main worry is his ribs – from what I can tell, they aren’t broken but a few are likely at least fractured.
Unfortunately, due to his extraordinary metabolism any pain medication I give him will immediately burn off and have no effect. All I can do is clean the wound on his chest and monitor his ribs.
I gently clean away the dried blood and dirt with the wet towel and try not to cringe every time Jungkook flinches.
“You really worried us tonight. We know what you do is important and we fully support you but having to watch that was terrifying.” Yoongi speaks up, voicing what we are all thinking.
Jungkook looks up and meets Yoongi’s eyes before quickly looking away.
“I understand, but look, I’m already healing and will be completely fine. By the morning, it’ll be hard to tell anything even happened.”
“Yeah, this time maybe.” Yoongi bit back as he turned and walked off, Jungkook watching with a shine of slight hurt across his features.
“Don’t worry about him. He’s not really mad, just worried. Rest up, and as you said, you’ll pretty much be better by the morning.”