sacrifices

pairing -> spiderman!mark lee x avenger!fem!reader.

summary -> when he gets to know the goblin’s scheme, he sets out on his own to make things right.

genre -> superhero!au, angst, fluff.

featuring -> johnny as tony stark; taeyong as captain america; irene as natasha; doyoung as clint; yuta as bucky; seulgi as wanda; karina as dr. cho; jaehyun as sam.

warnings -> a few curses, injuries.

a/n -> this is from like two years ago and was for the original peter parker w the original avenger characters so it might be a little amateurish lol but yeah here, this is me adding onto the spider!mark agenda!

word count -> 1k+

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Your phone buzzed, interrupting a sweet, sweet slumber you had struggled to go to in the first place. At first you tried to ignore it dismissing it to be your friends bothering you to come with them to another party. But after multiple rings, you groaned and sat up in bed. it was 2:00 am, somebody better be calling with a good reason.

“Hello?”

“Y/N?” 

johnny.

“Uh, hey, johnny” you cleared your throat wondering why he had called at such an odd time.

“Where’s mark?” And that’s when you turn up the light to find the spot next to you empty. The sheets are ruffled and the bed is now cold on his side but his smell lingers.

“johnny,” you answer, a little bit of fear gathering inside you. “He’s not here.”

anxiety begins to bubble up inside you, but you try to remain calm, maybe he couldn’t sleep and was hanging out around the neighbourhood.

“Goddamnit-“

And he cuts the call. You call him again, and again. 

But he doesn’t answer, you paranoia begins growing every second.

What happened to mark?

Why was his friend worried about him? and why was he calling you?

What was going on?

Where did he go?

You walk around the room, trying numbers of every avenger that you had. None of them were picking up their phones.

So you decided you won’t wait anymore. You threw on your jacket and grabbed your car keys. 

Driving down to the avengers compound, you saw them getting into a huge van. A van that would have been enough to sit an entire school.

You halt your car around the entry and run out of it.

“taeyong,” he turns from getting everybody “where’s mark?”

“Y/N, what are you-“

“Answer my question.”

“We’re going to get him. Everything’s gonna be okay.”

“WHERE IS MARK, TAEYONG?”

“y/n,” johnny interrupts you, “get in the van, we’ll explain.”

You look around inside for a moment. And jumped inside without a second thought even though you knew that not bringing your suit was going to cause some problems for you later.

The door slams shut as the the engine revs up.

“y/n, tell me,” johnny sits beside taeyong, who sits just the opposite of you and puts his hands together and cracks his knuckles “did Peter mention the Green Goblin to you?”

“Yes, of course. He was pretty determined to know it’s identity.”

“Okay, so, he managed to find that guy.”

“Don’t tell me-“

“He went to get him.” taeyong ends. “typical mark,”

“mark, that son of a,” you place your head in your hands, why would he go out there like that? Without any backup? Without you? 

“Do you know where he is?”

“We know the whereabouts of the Goblin and we plan to follow that.” seulgi adds which leads you to turn your head to where she sits in the back of the truck.

“What about mark’s tracker?”

“He removed it.”

“What the hell!”

And the minutes that followed were pretty quiet. And you pieced two and two together, why he had insisted on saying “i love you’s” and why he was being all ominous or why his kisses were unusually deep. You didn’t give it a second thought then but now it all made sense.

He was about to do the most stupidest thing he’d ever done.

If, 

When,

You found him, you’d slap him. Yes, or maybe even throw some punches at him.

“We’ve entered the area. Everybody get down,” doyoung speaks from his seat at the steering wheel.

“Y/N,” johnny speaks softly and you know what to expect “please wait for us, you don’t have your suit-“

“No.” You say sternly. “I have my powers, with or without the suit and so i’m coming with you.”

taeyong groans as you leap out from the van. you’ve never been one to listen, he shakes his head. you and mark are perfect for each other.

The sight leaves you breathless. The area is covered with smoke and debris. You hit yourself, why didn’t you have the notifications for the news turnt on? Maybe that way you could know how much the damage was.

And you put your foot to the ground precariously, and the rocks under your feet crunch slowly as you make your way around looking in every direction. 

Behind you, taeyong, seulgi, yuta, jaehyun and doyoung spread wide, covering the whole area and eliminating all the chances of threat. 

Your mind isn’t on anyone killing you, it’s on finding mark, making sure he’s alive and well.

the building or whatever remained of it was completely dusted. even with the time being almost close to 3 am now, a small crowd of neighbours to the place and passerbys had stopped but it seemed like the fight was over so nobody from your side try to stop them from standing there.

The destruction is massive but thankfully is outskirts of the city where there was nothing but forests and just a few towers around. You wonder if it was mark’s doing.

After walking around for a few minutes, taeyong stops.

“I don’t think he’s here.” 

seulgi joins him and so does jaehyun, “same.”

While yuta looks to you as you take a turn and keep on walking, your eyes on all four sides.

Lots of debris is piled up in a place just a bit far from where taeyong and the others stood, discussing where the spiderman could be if not here. you hear seulgi discussing the possibility of the goblin taking him hostage.

You stand there for a moment and close your eyes, was he gone?

Would he really leave you like that?

And you hear it. Shallow and shaky breaths, at first you don’t know where the source is, so you look around until you reach the collection of debris.

mark lays there. Eyes closed, barely breathing and covered in bruises.

Your heart nearly drops. And you shout “taeyong, here.”

taeyong takes one look at your face and rushes towards you and over the comm, tells johnny to stop searching the area and reach where they are.

It takes time to remove the stones that are piled up on him. even with th two super soldiers trying hard.

The next few moments pass by in a flash. A blur of melancholy. taeyong picking up mark. The ride to the Avengers compound. The doctor taking a look at him. Standing outside with the team while seulgi rubbed your back and told you that it’ll be alright. And you fall asleep outside mark’s room.

“Y/N,” Dr. Cho jerks you awake. “Y/N, he’s awake, johnny and the others want to question him and told me to inform them first but i think you should take a minute with him first.”

You nod your head in gratitude towards the doctor.

You jump up from your place and straighten out the creases of your shirt. You walk over slowly into the room which smells of sanitizer, clean towels and phenyl. 

You catch mark, still laying down, looking at the window at the orange dawn.

“Hey.”

He turns his eyes to meet yours, “i’m sorry, Y/N. i’m really-“

You cut him off with a kiss, explanation later.

After a moment you let go of his lips and pull away your face, “explain, now.”

He tells you about how he paid some of the guys around the city to keep tabs on the Goblin’s news for him. One of them reported that the goblin was up to something. Upon investigating, Peter had found he had installed a time bomb right there in the middle of the city.

So he took it out to a place where it wouldn’t harm anybody.

mark leaves out the part where he saw the green glint of the goblin’s suit from under the debris and he whispered your name, and the address of the apartment you shared, clearly threatening.

“….so that’s it.”

You hummed in response.

“You know, I really thought I lost you. And it was just so so scary.”

“I know, i’m sorry, love.”

“Just don’t do this again.” You bury your head in his chest.

but he knew he had to, he still hadn’t caught the goblin. and he needed to pack his bags too.

too late - kim seungmin

pairing -> kim seungmin x reader

summary -> there’s nothing worse than falling for your best friend, is there? Add him moving away to the mix.

word count -> 2.5k

genre -> friends to lovers!au, angst

warnings -> mutual pining, both of you are absolute dumbasses about your feelings at first but very painfully obvious now, nothing else.

past.

“You’re my past, my present, and i hope, i awfully hope you’ll be my future,”

You finish and look up at Seungmin, he holds his breath and his face gradually twists into one of those smiles that make your heart feel at ease. And he feels the same, it’s right in his eyes as he holds out your hand –

And you open your eyes to yourself, hair unkempt and in front of the mirror. You were practicing confessing to your best friend and a version of you that was not completely a fool in love rolled its eyes at you, this was so typical, falling for your best friend, fantasizing about him feeling the same, it was all so cliche.

But it went away as you shook your head, there’s nothing wrong in it.

In about a few hours, all your friends would come over, including seungmin for a casual hangout and normally you would be scrolling instagram until seungmin came and reminded you what time it was. 

This was just how every weekend of yours went by.

But today instead of the usual relief in your senses that you could finally relax after a hectic week, a nervous fiddling sensation took over you as you anticipated that the clock hit the 5:00 pm mark quickly. 

present.

You sit on seungmin’s bed fiddling with the handle of his bag, touching along the rough surface of it. You’re shocked you still have tears in you, given the amount you’ve cried as the realization of it all settled in you, and blink them away. You were going to be okay, besides you can’t afford to cry in front of Seungmin, you can’t make him weak, it’s already going to be so hard for him. 

As you scratch off a spare piece of dirt from the bag, you can’t believe it gets to stay with seungmin and you don’t. So silly. 

you think back to that day again, it was july, early july, yes. You remember how your heart was practically jumping out of your throat as you saw him.

And it was Han who found out, it was one of the gatherings you all kept at the time, you planned it at yours this time, wanting to confess while cleaning up or when the rest of them are gone because it was almost always this way; they’d come over and have fun, watch movies but at the end of the day only your best friend would stick around to clean up or vice versa if it was at his. It often ended in a sleepover with you both being so tired that you’d fall asleep right about just anywhere. 

Back to Han, he wanted a pen for your cousin, who was visiting at the time, to write down her number and he knew that being the nerd he was, seungmin would have a pen and paper with him. The movie was paused for a quick bathroom break for seungmin when your cousin had finally given into the han’s shameless flirting and had accepted to give her number. Han had discovered the acceptance letter then, perched between his books, not in an intention of hiding, almost as if he wanted it to be discovered. 

A dark blue envelope with a huge “to, mr. kim seungmin” written in professional handwriting. And when seungmin came back, his friend looked at him with a small smile, clearly offended that his friend didn’t tell him, but he still got over that quickly and hugged him tight, he was so proud of him.

Meanwhile seungmin had looked to you, and while you knew seungmin had an interest in going abroad, you didn’t actually quite believe it till that moment. And you had comforted him, if that’s what made him happy then he should obviously go for it. 

And he let out a sigh in relief.

But time had stopped for you, what was supposed to be something special had ended tragically and you felt pain sear through your heart slowly, taking over your body slowly. 

But deep down you both knew that even though you told him that it was okay, it wasn’t quite the case. He could sense the disappointment you had in him in the next few days in the form of distance you gave him, the silent treatment.

They only stopped when he confronted you about it, and you apologised and confessed to him, who would like their best friend moving away?

To which he had told you it’d be okay, he’ll stay in touch and be back before you know it.

Thinking about him, he comes out of the bathroom with his hair moist and skin glossy. He’s, unfortunately, dressed, as the tshirt sticks to his obviously wet torso. You can almost see the wheels in his brain spinning as he makes sure he’s taken everything and has planned everything. As he looks at you, he shoots you a smile. 

And it pains him more than anything in this world to do it, because he chose this, he shouldn’t be regretting it, he shouldn’t be hiding the fact that he isn’t happy, from you; but he doesn’t want you asking the reason behind it, because clearly he was very happy about his admission letter when it came in 2 months ago. 

But it was before. It was before the realization that hit him on the head suddenly and caught him off guard that he’s in love with his best friend. And he thought it’d go away, he’d ignore it and that would be it. But as the days passed and the time he’d have to spend away from you came closer, he wished on every shooting star in the world for it to be cancelled, some unexpected thing to pop up, anything.

He can’t tell you this obviously, because as of now, it’s concrete he’s going and if you even reciprocate a proportion of his feelings, you’d be hurt and he did not want it. 

past.

The screen had gone black, leaving the dark room in silence in its wake. And the credits began rolling on the screen. Some trashy ost plays in the background and as seungmin reaches for the remote on the table, a question lights up your brain.

 ‘what if he doesn’t feel the same?‘ 

You’re 14, and you don’t see a problem with being in love with your best friend except one, which might just be the downfall of the very feeling.

Oh wait, no, there’s another, 'what if he does feel the same, but you both don’t work out?’ that’d automatically be a crash for a great friendship.

And the movie which revolved around two best friends trying to navigate problems while being with each other and just ending up together gave you hope, you wouldn’t lie, but you also knew real life was nothing like a movie. 

So you tried to get your answer slyly, lying on your back on the sofa of seungmin’s basement, you watched him as he wrapped up the stuff that was littered around, spare pieces of popcorn, wrappers from packets of chips, to get ready to sleep. 

As he tried finding them all, you stretched your hand, and looked at the ceiling, and as nonchalantly as possible - 

“Minnie, did you like the movie?”

“Uh huh,” 

“The plot?”

“Kinda?” he said, still not looking up from his work. 

“Do you think best friends can end up as lovers?” dropped the bomb. 

“I-, well,” he looked up and you turned to him, the tension in the air was thicker than it had ever been. 

“It depends on the person,” and for a moment you think, he might confess or if he doesn’t you have the urge to, but -

“And besides that was a movie, y/n, a movie.”

He knows, now, or has a hunch about what you were trying to tell him.

present.

Maybe if he had been a little more intelligent he would have realized it then and he wouldn’t be here in this ordeal. 

And even though all of the articles he found on long distance relationships were positive, he didn’t wanna do that. It was too much longing. 

So he was just going to have to leave and try to forget you, because in this case he can’t have you return his feelings. Just no, he doesn’t know how he can leave after that. 

He glanced at you, trying to look around the room for things he could possibly need but have forgotten. 

And goddamn is he in love with you. 

The reality hits you once more as you’re taking the bags downstairs, he’s leaving, he’s taking all of your happiness with him, he’s taking away the bracelet you made him when you were 7 but you’re sure it’d be forgotten. He checks the time on his watch, “3:00 pm.” he announces, his flight is in 3 hours, and in 3 hours your relationship, your friendship will be a thing of the past. 

present.

You don’t believe it’ll remain the same even after he promises you with a comforting smile everytime you bring it up. 

His parents give you a sympathetic look as you shoot them a smile; it’s going to be fine, his mother had told you. “You can come visit when you miss him.” and you’d rather bite your own knee then visit this house where you spent most of your childhood and all of your teenage years without the boy who made it alive. 

Seungmin sees you zoning out and it makes him wanna rip apart his admission letter, tear away the suitcases and stay here forever. But he takes one look at his watch which draws closer to his departure and recounts if he has everything for the umpteenth time. 

And you wanted to break down all over again as you saw the bags piled over near the door where you’d run in together during summer hoping your popsicles don’t melt until you can slurp and look into the mirror and see the color on your tongues, secretly hoping what the two colours would look if mixed; 

The original plan was for you to see him off at the house itself; but his parents urge you to come to the airport and you pick at your sweater, thinking of ways to stop your tears. And even Seungmin insists you tag along, he doesn’t even want to waste a minute of being with you. 

and you bury your upset inside deeper; you need to keep your friend strong.

a few of your common friends drop by as his father loads the luggage in the back of his car; the sun is a pretty shade of orange mixed with pink, a little dull and depressed due to its defeat to the moon in a few hours.

you think about how you’ll keep on replaying this evening over and over again for nights to come. thinking about something you could have said to make the pain go away because feelings weigh down on you, threaten to crush you apart when you don’t let them out and that was exactly what was going on with the both of you.

Han, as he completed talking to his friend, walked over to you sitting on the porch, and took a seat there. 

“are you okay?” he asks in a whisper. “i mean your best friend is going away,” 

he emphasises his ‘best friend’ a little too much to be in a normal way and you narrow your eyes at him.

“fuck you,” you roll your eyes playfully and laughs as well. it was an unspoken thing between you two, he knew you liked seungmin but he kept his mouth shut and you knew that he did.

“but for real though,” his expressions transition to serious after he’s done laughing. “are you going to tell him or not?”

“no,” you deadpan. 

“why? it’s so fucking obvious he likes you!” he groans. 

“I don’t know, han. firstly i’m not even sure he likes me and second, even if he does, we’re not guaranteed to work long distance so it’s better if he finds someone else there and we’ll see it from there if or when he’s back.”

“you’re dumb.”

you shoot him a grin, “i know.”

later, you’re in the car, you’re going over something suitable to say, because the atmosphere is tense. his parents are getting as upset as you as their only son is about to leave. 

and seungmin; seungmin feels like he could start bawling his eyes out anywhere, he didn’t want to leave his world, his home.

but it was his choice and now he had to own up to it.

And finally about two hours later, he’s glancing at his city, his parents and his world, all for the last time. He wants to turn back time and never ever write the essay that got him in here in the first place, but it’s impossible. 

“We’ll go get some snacks for you?” His parents sense the need for privacy and excuse themselves. Meanwhile you try to not cry your very existence out.

“so,” he turns back. you’re on the boarding gate almost, after this, it can be almost a year when you see him again, and you //know//, you just know you both won’t be the same as now. 

“I didn’t think you’d come actually,” 

“to the airport?”

“to see me off, i know you’re not happy with my decision.”

And you don’t deny it; no more playful bantering.

“I mean we did plan to go to a college near us, but well things change and I couldn’t let you leave without saying goodbye.’’

and you hug your best friend. 

you don’t want him to go, you want to confess to him, make him regret taking this decision. but as much as you loved him, he loved his dreams.

and as for you, seeing him content would be enough.

and so, after his parents return and his mother sniffles a little, he leaves.

 he promises he’ll stay in touch, give you updates, a dorm tour, and you give him a day or two before he gets busy. and you don’t blame him, you accept it and you move on.

it is hard on the first night, you toss and turn, about to text seungmin to let him know you can’t sleep and to possibly sneak out and sit on the bench outside your house just staring up at the sky. but as you pick up your phone you realize that he’s not coming. 

so it sucks but you hug your pillow and try to forget it. but ended up wetting with the constant flow of your tears. 

you move on with your life, your classes, new friends, a whole new kind of life without your best friend.

but then his face turns into a small icon you see on instagram putting up stories of the new cafes he visits and the new people he meets.

and he contacts you first, a lot, updates you, facetimes you.

and soon, seungmin is just a ghost of your past.

Today I don’t feel like doing anything – KJW

P: Jungwoo x gender neutral reader | G: fluff, oneshot | Inc: having breakfast together, head chef reader, doing nothing together, laying together on the sofa | Wc: 511 | W: cw food| R:G

Waking up that morning with a bleary headache, Jungwoo groaned as he hauled himself out of bed, throwing his legs over the edge despite the lead coating his muscles. Waking up feeling like a cement block was notthe best way to wake up. The drag in each step sapped whatever strength the idol had left from yesterday’s long day of practice, photo shoots and workouts. Thanking whoever in the sky gave him the weekend off, he pushed through his morning routine and somehow managed to make it to the kitchen withouttripping up. All was forgotten, however, as his face lit up at the sight of y/n sitting at the kitchen island, a coffee and book in hand as they kept themselves occupied.

“Hmm…g’morning,” rubbing his nose against y/n’s hair in an attempt at affection before making himself something to eat, Jungwoo hummed in surprise when a set of arms snuck their way around his waist.

“Morning Woo~” bending to meet their fatigued boyfriend’s eyes with a loving smile, y/n pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling Jungwoo away from the counter and to the island stool, “let me make breakfast today, hmm? You look exhausted; busy day yesterday?”

“Mhm…when did you get back?” Rubbing the rest of his sleep out of his eyes, Jungwoo watched as y/n wrapped an apron around their waist and made a start on making breakfast, a pleased smile on their face that only appeared on the head chef’s face once they were in their element. Answering Jungwoo’s question with a hum of ‘one a.m.’ and finishing off the rest of the cooking, y/n went about plating the food, the breakfast Instagram-worthy.

“Woo, get the plates?” Pleased with his task, Jungwoo set the table, accepting the kiss to his cheek with a bashful smile.

“Let’s eat~”

Draped over the living room sofa with the TV turned onto some programme he didn’t have the energy to pay attention to, Jungwoo laid his head in y/n’s lap and gladly accepted the head scratches sent his way. His limbs were nothing more than lead bars and unless there happened to be a natural disaster outside of his door, the idol had no plans to get up whatsoever.

It was his off day. Nothingwas going to get him to do anything.

Equally as relaxed and exhausted, y/n kept themselves occupied with the ends of their boyfriend’s hair, gentle hums as they turned the ends of Jungwoo’s hair into mini braids. The chef had luckily taken a day off, and chances to spend quality time with the man in their arms without interruption were few and far between. Any and every opportunity to cuddle, was more than worth it.

“Y/n, baby?”

“Yeah? What is it love?”

“I missed doing this with you,” tilting his head back to meet y/n’s eyes, he grinned, a lazy smile that reached the corners of his eyes. He really didmiss laying around on the sofa with y/n. “should we order take-out later?”

“Take-out sounds good. It sounds reallygood.”

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