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author’s note !! this is a copy & pasted from a previous work, but i have been wanting to write something spider-yunho related bc i was feral when he posted the pics of him in a custom suit. this is very much self-indulgent. a passion project if you will. i hope there are others that also have spideyunho brain rot. a real labor of love except everything i do is a labor of love because why would i write about something i’m not passionate about in my free time.

this is FICTION!!!!! the stuff written out is not meant to be a representation of the people, places, or ideas mentioned. also, prob not accurate to real life counterparts – idk sex or how master programs work. 

NO AI HAS BEEN USED TO WRITE ANY OF MY FICS. I DO NOT CONDONE FEEDING MY WORKS INTO CHATGPT OR ANYTHING SIMILAR. 

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Yunho loves his job. 

Nothing made him happier than donning the red and blue one-piece suit with the arachnoid symbol on the center of the chest and pulling down the matching mask. He was pretty proud of his sewing skills. Hopefully the elderly owner of the downtown fabric store never puts the puzzle pieces together.

He was still fairly new to being Spider-Man – only being bitten at the beginning of last semester and using the summer to work out the kinks – this spring semester would show his improvement.

His school schedule was class schedule was calm with classes only on Tuesday and Thursday in the morning and evening with the rest online. With the perfect amount of time throughout busy days to sneak away to patrol the city. The rest of the weekdays were dedicated to working at the college radio station. It allowed Yunho to work around his own schedule as he could pre-record segments and cue up pre-made playlists.

The morning of the first day of the new semester was looking like an average day, helping civilians with minimal tasks like crossing busy streets and saving pets in trees. 

Swinging to university was his favorite form of transportation as it was convenient but at the same time fun as sailing through the air was incomparable to any other experience. Yunho landed on the roof of the old bell tower as he quickly changed into a pair of clothes he stashed in a hidden backpack on the ceiling ledge. Nothing too exciting, just a maroon tee, brown cargo pants, and black converse. He made quick work to stash his suit inside his backpack and slung it over his shoulder.

He walked down the spiral staircase as he put on his headphones and checked his phone.

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mingi dude r u coming to shoot some hoops?

san are we playing basketball or should I skip for football practice?

yunho be there in 5

Yunho raced across the university lawn, passing unassuming students that would never know his secret. The early morning hours provided more security for his secret as most people around him were either too busy rushing to their 8 AM lecture or too tired from pulling another all-nighter.

When he reached the basketball courts, Yunho tucked his bag in between San’s massive athletic bag and Mingi’s decked out in pins and patches. The duo was goofing off with a basketball as they made obnoxious moves before shooting for the hoop.

“Hey guys, sorry I’m late.”

Mingi pauses as he turns toward his best friend before tossing the ball. Yunho effortlessly catches it due to his built-up reflexes from stopping local crimes. 

“Yo, guess who finally decided to show up.” Mingi remarks as Yunho makes a 3 pointer. 

San and Mingi both share a look as the former greet Yunho, “You’ve gotten really good at basketball in a short amount of time… like crazy good.”

“Yeah man. You used to not be able to even get the ball in while standing still, but now you’re even better than Mr. Team Captain over here.”

Yunho shrugs as he dribbles the ball, “I’m not even close to San’s level, dude. He’s the best player.” 

“Okay then go to the other side of the court and make it in.”

Yunho looks at Mingi as San chugs some water but gives in as he walks to the end of the court. 

Yunho is pretty sure that his sharp reflexes only work for short distances or when he’s out being Spider-Man, so the dare shouldn’t tip his best friends off. Yunho dribbles the ball a bit before throwing the ball in the direction of the hoop.

Luckily, the ball goes over the hoop and proving to Mingi and San that he still sucks at basketball, but unluckily almost hits a passerby.

You.

“Airball!”

You turn to the source of the noise as you let out a surprised yell as you duck to avoid the rouge basketball, falling to the ground and letting out a string of curses. Yunho rushes over after his Spidey senses went off, shooting a ball of webs to knock it off its course of hitting you.

“Are you okay?” 

You look up to see a concerned Yunho as he helps you up, “Dude, I am so sorry. That could have ended really badly. Did you get hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?” 

Mingi and San follow Yunho to check up on you as you stare at the 3 attractive men paying too much attention to you.

“I’m okay, really. I didn’t even get hit. Just was caught off guard.”

The trio are unconvinced as they inspect your arms and head. Yunho is focused on checking for any injury – even a millimeter of a scratch – on your right arm as San checks the range of motion on your left arm and Mingi is asking you how many fingers he’s holding up. 

“I’m not hurt, but I’ll still get checked up the clinic.” You bargain to get the attractive strangers to stop dotting over you.

“I’ll walk you!” Yunho volunteers as he grabs your backpack off the floor and waves bye to his friends. Mingi and San refuse to leave until they exchange their number with you to check up but also to make it up to you later. You tell them that it’s not necessary, but the pair insist as Yunho gets you to leave.

He quickly introduces himself and you do it in return. Walking to the clinic was peaceful as both you and Yunho’s steps were in sync. The crisp spring air helped calm your nerves. You know that you weren’t hurt but it would be best to get a check-up by a nurse.

“I’m really sorry again.”

“Apology accepted.” 

“Let’s just get you to the clinic.” 

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After a quick check-up with a nurse, you are deemed “okay” with no external or internal injuries. Yunho gives you back your backpack as you thank him and are returned with another long string of apologies.

“Here, let me – no us – make it up to you.” Yunho opens his phone to create a group chat between the four of you. 

            we’re sorry

            yunho if ur free this week we would like to buy u lunch

            bc dinner sounds like a date

            not that we wouldn’t date u

            u seem great!

            this is yunho btw

            mingi what yunho is trying to say is that we don’t want to make you uncomfortable 

but we also want to make it up to you so lunch this week - mingi

            san it’s san i know a great café w vegan options

            you you guys really don’t have to make it up to me

            i’m okay !! a nurse checked me

            mingi thank god ur not hurt

“So, are you free this week?”

You look away from your phone at Yunho staring at you. You quickly look away at the students walking past you. You feel nervous as Yunho is cute and being near him is not helping your poor heart.

“Yeah, I can do Wednesday or this weekend.”

You have to work Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with your two in-person classes on the other days and your two fully online classes spread throughout the week. Luckily, working at the bookstore on campus was flexible and allowed you to complete homework whenever you had free time. 

“I know this is an annoying question, but what’s your year and major?”

“I’m a first-year grad majoring in Applied Biostats.”

Yunho’s eyes light up, “I’m a first-year grad too! But I’m a Bio Chem major. We’re kinda in similar programs. Maybe we could study together?”

You nod, still not having made friends in your program yet. “I would like that.”

“Do you work?”

“I work at the radio, so if you ever tune into 102.4 FM you will hear playlists I put together.”

“Ugh, that sounds like such a fun job. I work at the bookstore. I mean, don’t get me wrong I like it there, but it’s never busy for my shifts.”

A notification on Yunho’s phone makes him freeze up, but before you can ask what’s wrong he quickly bids you goodbye as he rushes off. You decide to head to work and hope that nothing else out of the ordinary happens today.

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After coordinating a time to meet up after the first week of classes, you get to the library early and save him a seat at the table.

You people watch, waiting for Yunho to join you. The library was almost full with just a handful of open spaces left – two tables directly in front of the restrooms, a table in the very back by the printers, and the spot you’ve been saving. He arrives a minute after your agreed time. You watch him scan the room, hopefully looking for you, but once your eyes meet and Yunho grins, your heart started racing.

You flash him a smile as he takes the empty spot next to you, typing on his laptop as the professor talks. It shocks you a little that he didn’t sit in one of the chairs across from you, but you watch him carefully place both his bag and yours on the seats. 

Taking the time to check him out, his outfit is a simple green hoodie with tan cargo pants and beat up black converse which compliments him. His hair is fluffy and a little messy as he runs his hand through it in an attempt to fix it. You notice that he’s breathing hard like he ran. You reach into your backpack to grab your water bottle and place it next to his hand. Yunho pauses from gathering his paper notes as you turn your head back to your laptop.

“Thanks.” He mumbles as he drinks the water.

“Don’t worry, I have another water bottle in my car. You can just give it back to me next session.”

When the second study session rolls around, you’re surprised to see Yunho there before you. Sitting in the same spot with his backpack on the seat you were sitting in last time and your water bottle on the table.

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Saturday is the only day you are all free for lunch. San promises that this lunch will be the best lunch of your life and how he knows an employee. He’s brought it up every time he saw you while you were working. Mingi was no help either as he kept asking you super specific questions you would have no idea how to answer. 

Mingi leans on a display table full of notebooks while flipping through a psychology textbook, “What kind of wood is this table?”

You let out another deep sigh as you put on your customer service voice to answer yet another question from Song Mingi. “Sorry, I don’t know.”

“Do you know someone who would?”

Mingi smirks as he puts on his sunglasses. You turn around to reshelve new chemistry textbooks when a tap on your shoulder has you seeing San holding a cookbook open.

“Do you like” He turns the cookbook back to himself as he squints, “Maultaschen?”

“What do you know about Germany?”

San closes the cookbook as he shoots you his best dimpled smile, “Nothing.”

“Guys, I’m trying to work.”

“Yeah, and we’re being customers.”

Mingi sasses you as he pushes the cart of textbooks away from you. “Don’t pretend that we don’t make your shifts better.”

You can’t argue that because it is true, but you’re also afraid that your boss might think you’re slacking and goofing around with friends on the clock.

“I do love it when you guys come see me while I’m working, but I don’t want my boss to think I’m slacking.”

San leans on your shoulder as he looks around the empty bookstore. “Bro, you’re the best employee here by far, but if your boss thinks otherwise, we can give a good review.”

“You? Slacking?” Mingi lets out a laugh as puts some textbooks on the highest shelf. “Slacking is scared of you. And Spider-Man.”

“Here he goes.” San rolls his eyes as Mingi scoffs.

“Spider-Man is the coolest superhero ever. I’m jealous of all the people that get to see him work in real time.”

“Spider-Man?”

Mingi’s jaw drops, “Yo… you don’t know Spider-Man? You know, the masked guy in blue and red and has a spider sign on his chest. Stops bank robbers and saves people in car crashes. The friendly neighborhood Spider-Man?”

“Oh… his name is Spider-Man?”

“Yeah. I don’t wanna brag, but” Mingi leans closer to you, “I basically coined the name. The story’s really cool and super long, so I’ll save it for lunch.”

The other brunette fixes his backpack straps, “I should head to basketball practice soon, but we’ll text you later with the details. See you tomorrow.”

The duo leaves you to finish your tasks, but with less work as they helped while talking to you. You can’t help fighting the smile on your face at the idea of having plans with friends.

Lunch! 

With friends! 

Friends that you made in university and not the same friends you had back home that you knew from childhood.

Maybe things were looking up for you.

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Spider-Man business had never been easier. Petty thefts had gone down. The city was running smoothly like normal, which was great for Yunho as he could focus on schoolwork and improving his swinging skills. 

Currently, the vigilante was patrolling the city on the lookout for any danger. Nothing was coming through the crime watch app connected to his watch. He has 10 more minutes until lunch with Mingi, San, and You. 

Once he reaches the café building’s rooftop, Yunho drops down and enters through the stairwell door going directly into the janitor’s room to change. The doors are unlocked, which is not the safest but it’s convenient for Yunho, he quickly changes into a white tee, light wash jeans, and the same black converse. The suit and mask are stuffed into his backpack as he goes back out to the roof to web down to the ground to enter through the café entrance like a normal person.

He's constantly on the lookout as he drops down near the trash bins. When he walks in, Yunho is the first out of your group to arrive. He snags a booth in the corner as he checks his phone.

            we’re sorry

            Yunho i got us a booth

            San be there in 5

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Yunho smiles at the selfie San took with him and Mingi on either side of you. San does a peace sign pose, Mingi is making a kissy face, and you’re just softly smiling. A smile that Jeong Yunho cannot look away from. 

“What are you looking at?” 

Yunho gets spooked by you as Mingi and San slide into the opposite side leaving you to sit next to him. He quickly locks his phone as his roommates give him teasing looks. 

The server, Yeonjun from fraternity Tau Chi Theta, hands out menus and readies his tablet. “Hi. Can I get you all started with any drinks?”

“2 vanilla iced coffees, 1 mango smoothie, and 1 iced matcha latte with coconut milk.” Mingi easily recites as Yeonjun types it.

“I’ll be back with those as you look over the menu.”

As Yeonjun walks away, you look surprised at Mingi, “How did you know my drink order?”

“You’ve sent a selfie with the same drink the past three days.”

You slump back against the cushion. “That’s embarrassing.”

“Not as embarrassing as Mingi thinking he named Spider-Man.”

Yunho tenses at the mention of his other identity. He steals a glance in your direction to see if you noticed, but you’re too busy watching his friends start bickering.

“Bro! I totally did!”

“No, dude. You did not.”

Before the duo can start up another pointless fight, you remind Mingi of his story time.

“At least someone’s interested. As I was saying before, it was early October last year and I was walking to the subway when this massive car crash happened in front of me. I thought I was going to get killed, but then I was suddenly out of the way. Some dude in spandex had pulled me out of the way of one of the cars and then he started pulling people out of the wreck. He even jumped over a 10-ton truck. It was insane. After the fire department and ambulance came to help, the dude shot out a web and it came to me, “Spider-Man”, so I yelled that, and he turned around to give me a thumbs up before swinging away. So basically Spider-Man owes me for that copyright, but I’ll let it slide because he saved my life.”

Yunho laughs at Mingi’s retelling of the story because of the way he tells people. The superhero was just glad that he had the spidey sense to save one of his best friends.

Yeosang walks back with the drinks and takes food orders.

“Spider-Man is cool. I’m a fan.”

Yunho chokes on the first sip of his smoothie from your casual confession as Mingi high fives you.

“Why do you like the Spider Boy?” San questions you. Yunho sits up slightly straighter in his seat as he focuses all his attention on your answer.

“Do you remember that major subway incident where some asshole pushed that lady onto the tracks?”

The guys nod their heads.

“I was waiting for the train when it happened. I didn’t see the asshole that did it as I was on my phone, but then the frantic yelling of people started and some good samaritans trying to help the lady off the tracks. Then, all of the sudden, Spider-Man runs in and saves her. Thank god he did before the train arrived and he calmed her down while she told him about the person who did it. I just remember feeling so useless but wanting to do more.”

Yunho looks over at you as you stir your drink with a spoon, his heart sinking as he remembers. It was the first time he became a hero. The first person he saved – Ms. Smith works at the corner flower shop that his mom loves.

“And I even… never mind.”

“No finish your sentence.”

“Mingi’s going to make fun of me.”

“I won’t let him.”

“Well, I kinda have a crush on him.” You immediately put your head between your arms on the table in an effort to hide away.

Yunho freezes at your confession as San lets out an “awe” and Mingi’s jaw drops.

“You like Spider-Man?”

“I know. How do you even like a person when you’ve never seen their face, but it’s his personality. In every story about him saving or helping others, he’s always described as the nicest person ever.”

Yunho’s ears are turning red from the compliment. He would have asked for what else you thought about Spider-Man, but Yeonjun came back with their orders. 

“Yo San, are you coming to Tau Chi Theta’s party Friday?”

“I should be free next week if that invitation extends to my friends.”

“Any friend of San’s is a friend of mine. Can you get the football team to bring kegs again? Wooyoung’s throwing the party this time and he won’t shut the fuck up about it.”

“I can get the guys together to do that. I’ll text him.”

“Thanks man. Enjoy your food, guys.”

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You and Yunho meet up and walk to the library together. He fills you in on all the bullshit Mingi and San got into over the weekend. Something about them trying to film a podcast episode explaining the right way to watch Star Wars and their friend Seonghwa correcting them.

Before you both can enter the library, the distant sound of sirens gets closer. You ignore it as you go to open the door, but Yunho stops you.

“I, um, have a family emergency so I’ll miss class. Text me. Bye.” Yunho weirdly stammers before giving you a quick hug.

You’re left standing in shock as he runs away. 

Yunho runs to the dumpster behind the university as he quickly changes into his suit. He stuffs his clothes in his backpack and webs it to a lamppost before heading into action. His spidey sense alerted him as soon as the sirens passed, and the app informed him of a fire in an apartment complex a street up.

Once he swings onto the scene, firefighters are battling the fire and evacuating the building. Yunho propels himself to the top floor to check for any civilians. 

You’re concerned about Yunho as he left abruptly and isn’t responding to any of your texts.

            you i hope your family emergency isn’t too serious

            just let me know you’re ok!

            going to the dining hall to grab a bite to eat

You’ve never been to the dinning hall at 10 PM on a Tuesday night, but there’s a first time for everything. Usually, you would make your own meals, but the idea of getting 2 slices of greasy pizza sounds amazing. The main floor is unsurprisingly packed with students as the hall is open until 2 AM. 

You got into the elevator for the clean restrooms on the mainly empty second floor. There was no line to wait for a stall or wash your hands. You give yourself the opportunity to slick back some fly aways with water and check your phone again for any word from Yunho. Still nothing. 

You go to call him on your way back to the main floor when the elevator jerks to a stop as the light shuts off. You press the emergency call button and wait for an operator. You try calling Yunho again, but your phone can’t get cell service and your battery’s dying.

Sinking to your knees, you hang your head between your hands as the ringing becomes background noise.

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Yunho rushes back to university after the fire, swiftly changing back and shoving his suit into his bag. He checks his phone to see the texts from you and calls you. When your call goes immediately to voicemail, he knows something is wrong.

The hair on the back of his neck stands up and Yunho books it to the dining hall. The first floor is filled with chatter and students looking normal so he knows that only you must be in trouble. He goes to the elevators where there’s a student waiting for one.

“Are you waiting for the elevator?”

The girl looks up from texting, “Yup, the other one isn’t working again. Ugh, so annoying.”

Fuck.

The other elevator returns and Yunho steps in with the girl. She presses the next floor and goes back to her phone.

A million scenarios play out in Yunho’s mind. Were you claustrophobic? How long have you been stuck in the elevator? Were you alone?

The silent ride was eating him alive as every second felt like an eternity. 

When the doors open and Yunho basically throws himself out of the elevator as the girl walks around him, judging. 

His senses are telling him that you must be on the other side of the floor, calling out your name. Your muffled voice responds from behind the doors of the opposite elevator. 

“Yunho, can you help me?”

“Is help on the way?”

“No.” Yunho starts freaking out. “The emergency button doesn’t work, and my phone died a little while ago, but it wouldn’t even help because my service wasn’t working.”

“Why didn’t you call 911?”

“I’m not dying or in serious trouble!”

“W-what? This is an emergency! Hold on let me get someone!”

Yunho runs down the hallway and quick changes into Spider-Man. He shoves his backpack behind a printer in the back corner and runs back to you.

Yunho clears his throat before speaking in a lower tone, “Hi!”

“Uh, hi?”

“I’m going to open the elevator doors, so please stand back!”

“Okay!”

Yunho places his hands in the middle of both doors as he pushes the doors open by force. After getting them open he holds out a hand to you as you look at him, well Spider-Man, in shock.

“Spider-Man?”

“Are you okay?”

You feebly nod as you allow Yunho to pull you towards him. 

“Are you sure you’re fine? I can take you to a clinic.”

You shake your head as Yunho leads you down the stairs to the first floor while calming you down, passing confused or excited students. When both of you reach the entrance, Yunho tells a skeptical security guard about the broken elevator.

Yunho is about to swing away to change when you grab his hand. “Did you see my friend? He has brown hair, brown eyes, wearing a yellow hoodie?”

“I think I passed by a guy with that description looking for a janitor.”

“Thanks, I’ll go find him. And, um, thank you again.”

Yunho looks into your eyes full of gratitude and sends you a wave before swinging away. He makes sure to get far enough before u-turning to the back of the library to change. 5 minutes later, he’s running around to the entrance where you are still standing in shock.

Yunho pulls you into a hug as you tell him how Spider-Man saved you.

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Wooyoung’s party was tonight, and you had no idea what you were going to wear.

San had surprised you at 8 in morning by waking you up, endlessly calling your phone until you told him the password to open the door. A code you were going to immediately change after he leaves.

“San, it’s too early for any bullshit.”

He moves his sunglasses from his face to push back his hair, looking dangerously sexy. You have to shield your eyes from his blinding attractiveness. 

“I need some help getting the kegs from Mingyu.”

“Ugh,” You draw out the word as you throw one of your extra pillows at him which he catches, “I don’t want to get up.”

“Okay.” San says as he effortlessly picks you up from your bed. “Now you’re up.”

“Put me down, Choi.” 

“Woah, not the last name. Putting you down.”

He gently sets you on your feet from the princess carry he was holding you in.

“I don’t want to know where you’re storing all that muscle to be able to pick me up.”

He smirks, “Wanna see my 8 pack?”

“Absolutely not. Now stand outside in the lobby so I can change.”

You meet him in the lobby after quickly throwing on an oversized shirt and biker shorts. You check over your bag that you have everything you need for the day – your phone, lip balm, sunscreen, your wallet, hand sanitizer, blotting sheets, and your water bottle.

“Okay, I guess I’m ready to tackle the day with you.”

“Don’t worry, we’re not doing anything too crazy.” 

“I have very little trust in you at 8:30 AM.” 

He puts his free hand on his chest as he fakes getting hurt, “You wound me.”

You roll your eyes in response as you start walking out of your dorm building, San following you from behind.

San leads the way to the volleyball court as you walk next to him. The walk isn’t too bad and soon enough you hear various guys yelling and spot balls flying through the air.

“Hey Mingyu!”

A tanned, shirtless guy jogs up to the you two and dabs San up. 

“Hey! I thought you weren’t coming to practice until later?” Mingyu smiles before turning to you, “Oh, and you are?”

You politely introduce yourself as he stares into your soul. “It’s a shame I haven’t seen your pretty face around.”

His remark takes you aback as you turn in shock to San.

“Right? Imagine my surprise when I saw her for the first time.”

You avoid eye contact, not sure how to respond. “Um… thanks. We’re here to pick up some kegs?”

“Oh right! Let me get Seungkwan.”

Mingyu calls out to a blond guy behind him, thankfully he is clothed because you don’t know if you could survive another attractive, shirtless guy. He runs up as he greets you.

“I have it in my car, so follow me. Gyu, tell coach I went to the nurse or something.”

“Okay!”

Mingyu jogs off to get back to practice. You and San follow Seungkwan to his car so he can drop you off at the Tau Chi Theta frat house. The drive is short since the fraternity and sorority houses are near campus and the sports facilities.

Outside of the fraternity house on the front lawn are 3 guys running around with water guns. The three of you get out of the car, grabbing their attention. Seungkwan and San wave at them causing one of them to run inside. As the kegs are being unloaded from the trunk, who you presume Wooyoung is, walks out.

The pretty boy with red hair waves at you as he takes a hit from his neon green vape. He walks over as he blows a fat cloud into the air and pockets the vape.

He nods his head at you and leans against Seungkwan’s car. “Hey.”

“Hi?”

“Are you coming to the party tonight?”

“Yeah?”

“Cool.” He wets his lips as he looks you up and down, “Wear something hot, ‘kay?”

“Okay?”

He gets off Seungkwan’s car as he winks at you.

“Thanks for the kegs. I’ll get the guys to bring them into the garage.” 

Wooyoung taps his phone causing the garage door to open showing you the set of workout equipment on the side and a black sports car parked inside. 2 guys come out from the door inside and start moving the kegs. 

“Hey Hongjoong! Hey Seonghwa!”

San calls out as the frat bros wave back at him. 

“So, are you ready to go?” Seungkwan stands next to you as you nod. He opens the passenger door for you to get inside. San sits smack in the middle in the uncomfortable seat so he can talk to you. 

“What next?”

“Our pretty girl might need a shopping trip.”

You felt like the “ugly” but actually stunning main girl whose only transformation is taking off their glasses or hair out from a ponytail and it’s the makeover montage scene in a 2000s romcom. San and Seungkwan were running around in the local mall piling on different types of clothes into your arms to try on. 

Two hours passed by already and you were getting sweaty from trying on the various combinations of tops, skirts or jeans, and dresses. It was annoyingly sweet of San and Seungkwan, who you just met today, to go out of their way to help you find something to wear.

“Honestly, I could find something in my closet or a thrift store.”

“If we don’t find something in the next 30 minutes I know a good thrift store.” Seungkwan throws a black minidress at you and you let it hit your face. 

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As you walk down the street where Mingi parked while fixing the biker shorts under your dress. 

Mingi opens the front door of the fraternity only for you to be greeted by the sight of a hundred or so people engaging in various acts of grinding, making out, drinking, or dancing to whatever playlist DJ Minghao picked. 

“Oh my god.” You walk in as San and Mingi tail behind you, making sure to stare down anyone who looks at you in a mean or creepy way. 

You smile and wave at Seungkwan in the corner of the living room as he motions at your trio to come over. The three of you move through the crowd of people partying and try not to have any kind of alcohol accidentally spilling on your new outfit.

The blond pokes Minghao to remove the headphones from his ears and says something to him to cause him to walk to the kitchen. Seungkwan leans towards you and says in your ear, “You look hot!”

“Thank you!”

“You want a drink?”

“Whatever has the least amount of alc by volume.”

“Got it.”

As you’re leaning back, Minghao comes back with 5 canned beverages in his arms. He hands you one and goes back to DJing. You feel someone’s hand on your shoulder causing you to turn around. 

Wooyoung greets you with a smirk, “Well, aren’t you a sight to behold.” 

He walks around you blatantly checking you out.

“That dress fits you perfectly.”

You shyly thank him as you did feel amazing in the red and black dress you bought at a thrift store after the three of you gave up at the mall earlier, but you hid the dress from them so you could pay for it. San couldn’t stop staring at you and Mingi couldn’t stop complimenting you when they picked you up from your dorm. You felt that you needed to donate some of your old clothes to keep the good streak going. 

The people around you start yelling and both of your heads turn in the direction of the kitchen when a loud crash is heard.

“Fuck. I bet someone tipped over a keg stand. Gotta go.”

He winks at you as he walks into the kitchen. You look around the room to see that your 2 friendly giants are nowhere to be seen. 

            you hey!! where did you guys go??

            mingi we’re upstairs hanging with yunho

            mingi soobin and kai are coming down to get u

You stand by the end of the staircase as you scroll on your phone when someone taps the back of your shoulder. Turning around to see 2 more beautiful guys as they smile at you. The guy with black hair and an undercut introduces himself as Soobin and the guy with brown hair introduces himself as Kai.

Your friendly giants sent more friendly giants to tower over you. Funny.

They kindly escort you upstairs, down a hallway on the left, and to the room at the end. The door has a sign that says 

“WOO’S ROOM!

LADIES - FREE

GUYS - $20”

You knock on the door and walk in after Mingi says it’s open.

“Hey.” You greet Mingi, San, and Yunho who are sitting on the bed with various drinks and snacks surrounding them. Yunho moves a reuseable bag full of chips so you can sit next to him as Soobin and Kai sit on beanbags. 

“So, how’s the party going for y’all?” You ask the frat bros as you dig into a bag of your favorite chips.

Soobin and Kai jump into a story of how Jongho challenged Wooyoung and Yeosang to a keg stand contest where Yeosang won and Wooyoung complained the rest of the time setting up. Wooyoung also must carry out a dare later tonight, but Jongho is keeping it a secret. 

During the story, you keep looking at Yunho to see his expressions throughout the story time. You like him, you realized this after Spider-Man saved you in the elevator, the way Yunho comforted you and stayed with you the entire night. Even sleeping on the pull-out bed attached to your bed that was a little too small for him. Yunho was paying attention to the story, but right after they finished telling the story, he abruptly gets up and runs out the room.

“Is Yunho okay?” You ask bewildered as the rest of the guys are nonchalant.

“Oh yeah, Yunho does this a lot.” Kai tells you as he takes a sip of his beer.

“Really?”

Mingi nods, “Yeah ever since the start of last year Yunho’s been really weird like weirder than usual.”

“And stronger for some reason.” San adds. “We started working out together last semester. When he thought I wasn’t looking, he maxed out the bench press. I can’t do that and I’m active in sports.”

“So now we think he’s doing steroids.”

“Dude don’t say that.”

“Kidding,” Mingi says as he looks at you. “But there is something going on… like he’s keeping a secret from us.”

“Are you insinuating that Yunho is Spider-Man?”

Mingi shrugs. “I didn’t say that, but I also did not not say that.”

“I think you’ve had too much to drink, dude.”

“I’m literally sober. I have to drive you and San home tonight.”

As you’re handing Mingi a bottle of water, Yeosang opens the door. 

“Mingi or San, can you please talk Wooyoung out of jumping from the roof into the pool.”

The two oldest guys let out a sigh as they get up to stop Wooyoung from doing something stupid and getting hurt.

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Your little group stands outside on the pool deck as people crowd around the pool chanting at Wooyoung to “jump”. Mingi and San are sticking their head out of someone’s room scolding a tipsy Wooyoung who is standing near the ledge. It’s only 7 feet between the roof and the pool, but the pool is another 6 feet to dive into, and the entire situation just screams “danger” to you. 

Wooyoung is getting dangerously close to the edge causing Mingi to step out onto the roof as San holds one of his hands. 

“Wooyoung, we’re bringing you inside.”

“No.” He puffs a cloud of vape into Mingi’s face.

“You’re being an asshole, get in.”

Wooyoung’s balance is off because as he steps back a bit, his right foot misses the ledge. You can’t watch. The crowd is yelling. You look away only to see a figure jump over the fence.

Spider-Man thwips a web to put an inflatable pool floatie a foot of the ground with another floatie under it to cushion Wooyoung’s fall. Thankfully, Wooyoung falls right on the floatie and is safe from breaking a bone or something worse on the concrete.

“Are you okay?” The masked hero asks Wooyoung as he helps him stand up and check his body. 

An eerily similar situation that mirrors exactly what Yunho did when you were almost hit by a basketball.

Rushing over to Wooyoung, you hug him as you’re actively scolding him.

“Never do that ever again! You could have broken your legs or spine or died!”

“Excuse me.” Spider-Man clears his throat as you turn your head to him. “Are you a friend of his?”

“Yes.”

“It would be best to check that he doesn’t have any injuries and keep him inside.”

“Mingi’s probably going to bubble wrap him now.”

“I have to go now but have a good night.”

Spider-Man waves you and everyone else at the party bye as the crowd cheers for him. He then swings out of Tau Chi Theta’s backyard as Mingi, San, Soobin, and Kai meet you outside. They all hug Wooyoung and scold him as well.

“You’re cut off.”

“Seriously?” Wooyoung whines.

“From everything. End of discussion.”

Most of the crowd disperses inside to tell or show their friends a video of Spider-Man saving Wooyoung. You’re putting the pool floaties back in the pool when you almost fall in.

“Hey – woah there!”

You look wide up at Yunho, who appeared out of nowhere, holding your waist to stop you from accidentally falling in the pool. 

“Yunho! Thanks for saving me.”

“Anytime.”

You stand back up away from the pool ledge as you smile at Yunho. You notice that he’s sweating a bit.

“Could we head inside? I, um, wanted to ask you something.”

He nods his head as the two of you walk inside and then upstairs where there aren’t that many people. You hear commotion in the hallway that leads to Wooyoung’s room. You’re both curious, so you walk down the hallway to see San standing guard outside his room.

“What is happening?”

“Mingi is inside making sure Wooyoung can’t escape out his window. Well, if he can get out of the bubble wrap duct taped to his body.”

“Figures. Yunho and I are going to talk in someone’s room.”

“Oh?” San gives you a look.

“We’re not going to fuck in someone’s bed.”

“Sure.”

Yunho blushes as you grab his hand to walk away down the other hallway. You spot Jongho standing outside his door.

“Hey, can we borrow your room to talk quickly?”

“Yeah! Just lock the door after and find me at the DJ booth when you’re done. I don’t want a repeat of the first day of summer party where someone threw up in my bed.”

“Of course, and don’t worry, we won’t fuck in your bed.”

You make Jongho speechless and Yunho blushes even harder. You open the door to Jongho’s room and get inside. His room is cutely decorated with pictures of him alongside the rest of the fraternity and tiny little trinkets sprinkled throughout. The window is open and as you look out of it you can see that his room overlooks the grassy area beside the pool. 

A thought comes into your head as you look at Yunho who is sitting on the bed across from you.

“I’ve got a lot to say so please hear me out for its entirety.” He nods his head as you stand in front of him. “Yunho, I have a crush on you. I thought you were cute the first time I saw you after that basketball almost took me out. I was so excited when we ended up studying together and you sat next to me the first session after we met. Then when you comforted me after Spider-Man saved me. That was the moment I knew that I liked you. I like you, Yunho. Maybe even more than that.”

He stares at you awestruck. 

“It’s okay if you don’t like me back. Hope we can still be friends no matter what. I just want you to know.”

“I like you too. A lot. I liked you ever since I almost accidentally hit you with a basketball. I liked you when you were excited to hangout. I liked you when you let me borrow your water bottle. I was so happy when you were safe from being trapped in an elevator. I really like you and, if you want to, I hope we can date.”

“I would love to date you, Yunho, but now I’m going to do something that might ruin our relationship before it even starts?”

Yunho looks adorably confused as you walk backwards to stand in front of the window.

“You know that I also have a crush on Spider-Man. And I’ve had this hunch since he saved me in the elevator. I didn’t realize it when it was happening due to the adrenaline but then thinking back on it – when you left while we were walking to class that one time for a “family emergency” and Spider-Man had been spotted right helping firefighter put out a nearby fire. Then, I got stuck in the library elevator and Spider-Man miraculously came to save me. Sure, it could have been a coincidence since the fire was near the university, but I wasn’t in that dire of a situation. I could’ve waited for you to find me after I texted you. Then, just right now, you leave as we’re talking with the guys then when Wooyoung is in danger Spider-Man shows up in the nick of time to save him? In every situation I brought up, you were there then gone, Spider-Man shows up then leaves, and then you’re back? Never in the same room to witness the masked hero. Something’s not adding up.” 

“Am I Spider-Man?” Yunho asks while nervously laughing. “You mean you think I’m Spider-Man?”

“I’d bet my life on it.” You tell him seriously as you sit on the window ledge.

“That’s serious.”

“I am serious.”

You continue getting farther out of the window as you possibly can.

Yunho slowly stands up, “What are you doing?”

“If I’m wrong… have 9-1-1 ready.”

You then lean back as you fall out of Shotaro’s window hearing Yunho yell your name, you barely have your entire body out the window when you stop moving. Opening your eyes, bunches of white strings surround your head and shoulders – Yunho slowly brings you back inside Jongho’s room.

The silence between the two of you is deafening until you open your mouth.

“I fucking knew it.”

Yunhos hugs you tightly. “Please… never do that again. You scared me.”

“Do you still like me?”

“D-Do I still like you? Yes, I still like you very much.” 

“I scared you that bad, huh?”

“What if I wasn’t Spider-Man? Then what? You fall and die?”

“I wouldn’t have done it unless, I was sure. Would a kiss make you feel better?”

“A kiss away from the window and maybe on solid ground would.”

You take that as an invitation to get on your tiptoes to throw your arms around his neck and kiss him. The kiss turns into a messy make out as your hands trail down his broad back. 

You have to break away to breathe, and Yunho laughs at your eagerness. 

If you hadn’t realized before, then hearing Yunho’s signature laugh would knock it into you. This is the laugh you love to hear. The laugh you try your best to hear every day. It’s one of his best qualities. 

He plops down on the bed as you stand above him, trying your best to quell the absolutely batshit inappropriate thoughts you’re currently having. 

“What’s with that look on your face?”

You force a neutral look as you bite back the smile fighting its way. “What look?” 

Yunho begins to say your name, but then he catches himself. “What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking about my crush on you, Spider-Man.”

“And?”

“And” You begin as you sit down at the edge of the bed. “how much I want to fuck him.”

His gaze darkens, “Do you really mean that?”

“Yes, a million times yes.” 

Yunho scoots closer to you as you smile at him. 

Wrapping your arms around the back of his neck, you bring your lips next to his ear and emphasize each word, “I needto fuck you.” 

Next thing you know, Yunho is pining you down as he hovers above you. You smile at him and free your dominant hand, dragging your hand from his neck to his crotch, the fabric tight around his length. Your hand cups his dick as he lets out a gasp.

“You know the traffic light colors.”

“Mhmm.”

“If you’re okay with this…” You hover your hand, pausing the teasing you were doing.

“Green.”

“Great.”

You lick your lips as Yunho brings your hands back to his body. Your free hand takes off the top part of your outfit as you continue palming him.

“Wait, let me take off my pants.”

Lying back on the bed, Yunho takes his pants off leaving him in just his shirt and matching red and blue boxer briefs. 

“Cute.”

In response, you sit up to take off the rest of your outfit leaving you almost bare for him, just the thin barrier of underwear stopping direct skin to skin contact. You settle back on top of him and continue your palming on his boner as your other hand plays with the elastic of his boxers.

Yunho breathes out a shaky “Wait.”

You pause tilting your head to the side in confusion removing your hand. You kept silent as Yunho readjusts his position to have his body on his bed with his head leaning down. He looks up at you and smiles. 

“I need to taste you.”

Well, you certainly weren’t going to pass him up on that offer. You lay between his face as Yunho spreads your legs open and rests his hands on your ass.

“Do you – ohmygod – want me to also help you?” You throw your head back as he begins kissing your inner thigh.

“Don’t worry about me.” He speaks between kisses, “Let me take care of you.”

Moaning in response, Yunho slowly begins giving you head. Taking his time to lick every inch of your hole making you hold his shoulders to steady yourself from the pleasure. You want to keep talking to him, but you cannot form a single coherent thought as Yunho brings you closer to cumming. 

Yunho begins humming as he continues working magic with his mouth allowing you to cum from his tongue. He moves his head away from you as he helps you sit back on the bed due to your shaking legs. 

“Damn.”

“You liked that, huh?”

“Don’t be cocky but speaking of cock.” You smirk as you reach over to his crotch and lightly squeeze. 

Yunho moans in response and lays his hand on top of yours removing your hand. 

“How did you recover so quickly?”

“Built differently.” You say as you straddle his thighs, centimeters away from the one thing you want inside you. “You got a condom?”

He nods as he holds one up. You’re not sure where he got it maybe used a web to get it or something.

Shaking the thought away, Yunho rolls the condom on his erect dick. You allow him to hold your hips as you sink down on him, your eyes rolling back with each inch you take.

“Fuck.”

Letting a gasp out when you finally take all of him inside you. The stretch hurting a bit, but you begin sloppily making out with Yunho as you allow him to rock your hips rhythmically. You can taste yourself and it almost makes it hotter when you begin biting on his bottom lip causing Yunho to whimper. This gets you going more as you ride him faster hoping to have you both cum at the same time.

“You work so hard saving people.” Pausing to have your tongue explore the inside of his mouth more. “You deserve to get rewarded.”

His hands grip your ass as his hips start to stutter, signaling to you that he’s almost there. You start kissing his neck and when you feel the pressure building up inside you, you raise your hips to the tip of him and slam down as you pull his body flush against yours.

“Cum for me.”

Yunho lets out a deep groan as he cums into the condom as he hugs your waist. You allow yourself to ride out your high before you become overstimulated. 

Smiling at him, Yunho helps you get off him and back on his bed. You lay next to him as you both slow your breathing back to normal. The silence of the room is broken by a notification from your phone.

You had to go back to your dorm soon since you picked up an extra shift at the bookstore tomorrow morning. 

Getting up, you grab your clothes and shoes to put them back on. Making sure to grab your bag with your phone inside. 

Once you’re redressed, you climb back on the bed to straddle Yunho’s thighs, kissing him one last time.

“Bye Yunho, next time leave just the Spidey mask!” You say as you pull his mask back down.

“W-what?”

“Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me.”

Smiling at him, you close his door behind him as you walk past partygoers that definitely know you just got fucked. 

When you’re almost out of the frat, Jongho bumps into you. You give him a sheepish smile.

“Get my number from Yunho. Sorry, I usually keep my promises. We owe you a new bedsheet.”

You run out before Jongho can respond, walking with a slight limp back to your apartment. 

THE END.

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