The Rogues Vs. Jungkook's friends Part 2
Jungkook made it there as soon as he could. He had hoped that they had arrived minutes ago and had not been here for hours, where Tony was left by himself.
“Fri, where is he? And are they with him? Is he okay?” He asked frantically.
“Jungkook, Mr.Stark is in the kitchen making a coffee. He is talking to the guests. Would you like me to notify him of your arrival?” FRIDAY asked.
Jungkook’s ribs started hurting again and his ears could pick everyone's heartbeat in the building. He felt like all the meat and noodles he ate were going to come back up. Great, a sensory overload on top of injured ribs and back. Just fantastic, he thought to himself.
“Uh, no. No need. I’m just going to surprise him and his lovely guests.” He responded to Fri and walked over to the elevator. He pressed the button to the living quarters where Tony was with his distinguished guests. He tried to keep his balance and not topple over. His head was killing him and he needed to sleep.
The elevator dinged open and he straightened his posture. He needed to get through the rogue avengers first and then rest.
He could hear several heartbeats in the kitchen and yelling.
“Tony! We just want to talk! I’m sorry! If you just let me apologize. Let Bucky apologize at least. ” Yelled a certain blonde and blue eyes.
“He doesn’t have to talk to you! You’ve already caused a lot of trouble and he’s already done a lot for you!” Rhodey’s voice echoed in the kitchen.
“Please let us all calm down and be rational. It's rather late and we’ve all had a long day.” Said Vision.
The voices started yelling again, Jungkook decided to come out of hiding and say something. Well, that was before someone grabbed his backpack and pinned him on the floor.
“Who the hell are you and how did you get in?” Said the Russian spy pointing a gun at his face and pressing a boot against his chest. Oh, that definitely was going to leave a mark. He let out a groan of pain. Damn it now he had this ear-splitting headache.
He heard weapons and repulsors drawn as soon as he hit the floor. This was going to be messy. He knew he could easily escape this but that it would cost him his identity and that Tony would be pissed.
“The lady asked you a question and I think it would be in your best interest to answer it.” Said the bow-wielding Robin hood.
“ Uh, Mr.Stark. Sorry, that I’m here during after-hours. I just need to check on some stuff before the big event.” Jungkook said, calling out to Tony.
Tony let down his guard as soon as he heard the kid call his name. “Jesus! Romanoff get off him! He’s with me!”
Natasha took his boot off him and Tony rushed over to Jungkook and took his hoodie off. He saw that the kid had dried tear streaks on his cheeks, oh his poor kid. What happened to him? Why was he crying? Tony thought to himself.
“ Hey. Sorry, I didn’t announce my grand arrival and that I wasn’t here when they arrived.” Jungkook whispered to Tony while getting up.
The room fell silent and Tony cleared his throat. “Everyone, this is my intern. Jungkook Jeon. He’s staying the weekend to work on some projects for the Stark Expo.”
“Hello, everyone. My apologies for sneaking up on all of you earlier. I was just trying to get Mr.Stark to come check some of the designs.” Jungkook said in a tight voice.
“Well son, my apologies, we don’t do too well with people sneaking up on us. I’m Steve Rogers and this is Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson, and Bucky Barnes. If you don't mind me asking, how do you work here? You seem too young to be working in Stark Industries.” Rogers said, extending his hand.
Jungkook shook his hand and said, “ Well, technically, it's an internship. Anyways, it’s nice to meet you, Captain Rogers, along with the rest of you. I would say that-”
He was going to say more before his phone interrupted him. This time he looked at who was calling him. It was Hoseok.
“Sorry. I’ve got to take this call. I’ll be right back.”
They all gave an uneasy smile and nod to Jungkook as he left.
Then all the attention was on Tony, who was making himself another cup of coffee.
“That kid is your intern? He looks like he’s twelve.” Sam asked with a suspicious look in his eye.
“Yes. He’s my intern. Super smart kid if you ask me. Hell, he might even be smarter than me.” Tony said while making eye contact with Natasha, who was giving him a weird look.
“How old is this kid, Tony?” Natasha asked.
“That’s Stark to you. Frankly, his age is none of your business and before you ask any more questions, let me say this, you will not speak to my intern or do any sort of background check on him. It’s already so generous of me to let you know his name and what he does in this building, and that’s all you all are going to know. He poses no threat if that’s what you're thinking, but I do. If you so look at this kid or speak to him in a wrong way, I won’t be so nice about it.” Tony said with a cold voice and threatening eyes.
The coffee machine beeped and he took a long sip of his coffee. So hot and bitter.
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Jungkook took a deep breath and answered the call.
“Jungkook?” He remained silent as a way for Hoseok to continue on with whatever he was going to say. He had heard some other voices in the background, probably his other friends. He knew he was on speakerphone. “I wanted to apologize for what happened earlier at Mr.Ohs. It got out of control. We… ugh shit. I’m sorry. I know you probably don’t want to talk to any of us right now but can you at least say something to let me know that you make it to Mr.Starks okay?”
He knew that if he hung up or didn’t reply that Hoseok or the others would keep calling all weekend and that’s not what he needs right now. He needs time to think, time to process what his nice good old pals said. God, he’s pissed and upset, but he can’t do anything about it right now. Right now he needs to protect Mr.Stark.
“ I’m okay. I’m safe. Now if you don’t mind, I’ve got to do some work. I’ll see you some time next week. Bye Hoseok.” He replied in a toneless voice and hung up. Nothing more and nothing less.
No less than a minute later he got a call from Jimin. One of the last people he wanted to talk to right now. He ignored it and walked back to the kitchen where Mr.Stark and the others were.
He put on a false smile and greeted everyone again.
“So what did I miss?”
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“Oh, we were just talking about how brilliant you are kiddo. That you’ll definitely go to M.I.T just like me and Rhodey.” He said glancing over at Rhodey. He knows that the kid is not stupid and can hear every damn word he says, but he hopes that the kid at least plays along.
“Oh um, I don’t know about M.I.T Mr.Stark. I don’t think I’m that smart.” Jungkook says rubbing the back of his neck.
Smart kid, Tony thinking to himself. He really knows how to act sometimes. “Kid, come on. I’ve got some pull at M.I.T, heck you won’t even need that, not with your grades and intelligence. They’ll be begging for you to go.”
It then fell silent. No one knew what to say next.
“Well, I’m sure my intern is tired from today's work and would like to rest,” Tony said, breaking the cold tension and giving a pat on Jungkook's back. “Or maybe we could go over some last-minute details? Right? Jeon.”
Jungkook nodded. “Yeah, I think that will be good. I’m not sure if my calculations are right about-” Then his phone rang. It was a piercing ring that made him flinch. That didn’t go unnoticed by the other spider in the room. He looked at the contact and saw that it was Namjoon. Of course, the peacekeeper/mediator of the group.
“Aren’t you going to answer that?” Barton finally spoke.
“Uh yeah.”
He walked out to the living room and let it ring a couple of times before answering the same way he did with Hoseok.
“Hey JK, look I know you don’t want to talk to any of us, but I wanted to apologize. We all want to apologize. We both know that leaving problems and not talking about them doesn’t help and that they won’t get solved. I think we should all meet up tomorrow and talk about it. I think it will do all of us s-” Namjoon said before Jungkook interjected.
“No.” Jungkook said sharply.
He turned to look at Tony and the others hoping that they wouldn’t raise any questions. They were awkwardly talking amongst themselves.
“JK, you know we need to talk about this. The sooner the better.” Namjoon tried to reason with him.
“Jungkook. It’s Jungkook and I said no.” He said with a stern voice.
Tony gave him a questioning look and tried to ask who he was talking to. Jungkook just gave a dismissed wave and called out to FRIDAY. “FRIDAY, can you call Helen and tell her to meet me here really quickly. I need her advice on something.”
“Right away, Mr.Jeon”
“Jungkook. Why can’t we see you tomorrow? Are you hiding something? I hear people's voices. Who are you with?” Namjoon rapidly questioned.
The more Namjoon questioned, the more angry and upset Jungkook got. Why can’t his friends let him be angry for a bit? They need to reconsider their actions. He had already said that he was going to fix his problems.
“Jungkook, what are you hiding? You know Hobi, saw some bruises on you. He said that there were a lot and don’t think that we didn’t notice you flinching during dinner. You’ve got to tell us what's going on?!”
And with that Jungkook finally exploded.
“ No, I don’t! I don’t have to tell you guys shit! I’m not going to see you guys tomorrow, so stop asking. I see you when I want to and do you honestly think I’m dumb, I can hear all of you. You are all together, putting me on speakerphone acting as if it’s just one of you talking. Honestly, what I’m currently doing right now and who I am with is none of your business. If you think that you can -”
“ Jeon Jungkook!” Helen yelled.
He snapped around and saw her glaring at him. He looked around at the others and saw eyes of concern and confusion peeking out from the kitchen.
“ Jeon Jungkook, who are you talking to and Why are you crying? Are you in pain? Also, why did you leave the facility when I specifically told you not to.” She softly asked and scolded.
Jungkook reached up and touched his face, it was wet. He didn’t even notice that he had started to cry. He shook his head.
“ Jungkook?! Are you okay?” The other line sounded.
“ Idon’t want any of you to call me for the rest of the weekend. I’m busy and don’t have time for this shit. Goodbye, see you Monday.” He then hung up the phone.
“Sorry about that. It was personal stuff.” He said awkwardly.
It was silent and definitely awkward.
“Jungkook? Are you okay Kid?” Tony carefully asked walking over to him
Jungkook nodded and turned to Helen.
“ I’m okay. I’m sorry for leaving the tower, but please don’t tell them anything about Spider-Man. They don’t know and I don’t want them to know yet. Please.”
Helen sighed and looked past Tony at the rest of the avengers. She would protect this kid like he was her own.
“ Fine. But right now we need to head to the med bay to do a check-up.”
Jungkook nodded and held his head. His headache was becoming increasingly worse.
“Jung? Kid? Are you okay?” Tony asked.
Why was it so bright? Why was it so loud? How could they be yelling so loud? Why won’t they stop talking?
“Son, are you okay? You seem to be hurt.” Steve said walking towards him with a bit of worry in his eyes.
“Kid are you okay? Can you hear me?” Tony asked with concern in his eyes while getting in front of him.
“Too much. It’s too much. I need it to be dark.” Jungkook said while clutching his head.
“Helen get the kid his meds!” Tony yelled. He put his sunglasses on Jungkook, knowing that the kid was talking about his sensory overload. “Rhodey I need you to instruct our guests to their living quarters and to make sure Helen gets his medicine. Rogers, I need you to help me carry this kid to his room.”
Steve nodded and put one of Jungkook’s arms on his shoulder and helped Tony get this new kid to his room.
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They placed Jungkook on his bed and Tony started checking if the kid had any other injuries. “FRIDAY Activate protocol Lights out.” The windows darkened and the room became soundproof.
Steve looked around with surprise and said, “Look, Tony if there's anything that I can do to help, please let me kn-”
“Nope. We’re good. Thanks for helping me carry the kid but you can leave now.” Tony interrupted not looking at Steve but looking at the kid. Tony lifted the kid’s sweater and shirt and looked at the remaining bruises. Steve froze and looked at the kid’s injuries. He winced. The kid had multiple nasty looking bruises.
“I’m sorry that Natasha attacked him,” Steve said while tearing his eyes away from the kid’s injuries.
“I said you can leave now, Captain Rogers,” Tony said in a stern voice.
Steve didn’t say anything else and left the room. What the hell happened to the kid? Why were there so many bruises? Who is this kid? He thought to himself.
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Helen came in mere minutes after Rogers left and checked up on Jungkook. She saw that the bruises were healing slowly, which didn’t make any sense since he could heal super fast. She said to Tony that she would have to run some tests on his blood and that he had to eat a lot more.
“The kid was crying before he came to the facility and when he was on the phone with someone. Do you know why he was crying? He was talking in Korean to them. Do you know what he said?” Tony said to Helen, not taking his eyes off the now sleeping kid.
“Tony, that kid has a mouth on him. Whoever was on the phone with him pissed this sweet little kid off. He kept saying something about not wanting to see them tomorrow and that whatever he was none of their concern. I wonder who he was talking to?”
“I do too. If I find out who they are, I’m going to kick their ass. They made my kid cry and that should be illegal.” He said with determination in his voice.
Helen looked at Tony. His kid? Wow, Jungkook has really made him soft, but Jungkook was her kid. Okay, not biologically, but still was her kid too. Maybe, they could share. She thought to herself. She left Tony there and went to run tests.
“Well kid, that was such a first impression. Really impressed our guests. Let’s hope that for their sake that they don’t go poking their noses around like hound dogs. And we’ll definitely talk about that conversation with whoever made you cry. Tomorrow though.” Tony said to the sleeping boy. Tomorrow.