Trying something new - Avengersxreader - SEQUEL ON HOLD

- 4 - Trying to stay alive

You were super excited to be home. You almost ran up the stairs to get to Marisa’s small apartment. By the time you got to the door, you couldn’t feel your legs anymore. Maybe it was time for you to start working out, but every time you had ever decided to do so, your motivation only lasted for a week before you realized that what you ultimately wanted was to lay in bed and watch TV. Tired legs it would be, then.

When you opened the door, Marisa was sitting on the couch, by herself as always. But before you could say anything she looked at you and then at the stairs. Fine, she didn’t want to talk, again, so you had to read her. 

Nice guy waiting for you. Upstairs.

That was weird. You never invited friends over, for the good reason you didn’t really have any. And you weren’t *there* yet in your relationship with either Lucy or Ethan. And you didn’t want to bother Marisa. She was kind enough to let you live here, you were not going to overcrowd the place with people you didn’t even care about. 

You gave her a slight nod and proceeded to go see your new “friend”. 

Also, good looking. Fix your hair, have you been running ? You looked at her, confused. You definitely didn’t know she was still able to know who was good looking or not. With old age and everything. But since you didn’t remember meeting anyone nice *and* good looking lately, you didn’t bother doing anything to your hair. Yes, you’d been running, and she ruined your moment. 

There was no one in the hallway, so she might have told him to wait in your room. Awesome, you hadn’t cleaned it for the past few days and you never made your bed. Well, it’s not like you had anything to hide anyway. Oh, except maybe that *toy*... And suddenly you ran to your room like crazy, ready to jump on the bed and save the last bit of your dignity.

But as soon as you opened the door, your feet left the floor and you were against the wall. And you couldn’t breathe properly. And the big scary guy from earlier was holding you that way. And he didn’t look friendly. Or nice. Nice ?! She told you he was nice ? You never knew Marisa hated you. You tried to get his hand off of you but the guy was strong. Like, really strong. And his hand was really hard. You couldn’t scream either, so maybe you were going to die. Again. And then he would leave your dead body on the floor and go drink some tea with Marisa. And they would laugh at your messy hair while you would be decomposing not far from them. You tried your best to focus and get in his head to see why he would try to kill you, but the moment you found your way in, his hand got a little harder on your throat and he slammed your body against the wall. Like a stuffed animal. The guy was strong enough to do just that. Okay. Cool cool cool cool. 

You were pretty sure he told you something at one point, but you were panicking a little bit too much to have made sense of what he said. In a last attempt to save your life, you remembered something from the self defense videos you watched a few years back, and threw one of your legs between his. And then you were on the floor, and he was holding his pants. You were hoping you hurt him enough for you to be able to run away, but he seemed to have recovered already. He didn’t even scream or anything.

“Please, don’t kill me.” Short, to the point. You must have looked pretty bad and hurt because he took a step back. That was easy. Maybe you didn’t look scared enough a minute ago ?

“Who are you?” 

“I’m the girl you tried to murder just five seconds ago. You ?” Maybe trying to sound smart with someone who had the physical ability to rip your body apart wasn’t a great idea, but you didn’t really know what to say. 

“Who are you working for?” 

“Mrs Potts. Stark Industries. We’ve met earlier, remember ?” And now that it seemed like he wasn’t trying to end your life anymore, you had questions. “Why were you there, by the way ? Are you Captain America’s friend ? How did you get here before me ? How do you know where I live ?” Yeah, you had questions. “Are you and Marisa planning on killing me?”

“Who’s Marisa?” Now it was his turn to look confused.

“Marisa. The lady downstairs. She said you were nice, but it was obviously a trap to help you assault me, right ?” 

“Never met her before. I don’t think she wants to kill you.” he seemed annoyed. That made the two of you. But that meant she was next.

“Please don’t kill her either. She’s just giving me a place to live, she’s nice.” 

“I’m not going to. Answer me now, who are you and who do you work for.” You never liked people who looked calm and collected while being a threat to your wellbeing. They seemed even more dangerous. Good thing you could check how they were feeling. And he was impatient. Oh, and now angry. 

“And stop that. Whatever you’re doing, you stop it. Now.” And you did. Because you don’t get someone that can kill you angry. But how could he know what you were doing ? Well, he didn’t obviously, but he knew you were doing something. 

“I’m YN. And as I already told you, I work for Mrs Potts. Stark Industries. I’m her assistant.” You said while trying to stand on your feet. You were still very much afraid and your legs were shaking like crazy. “What makes you think I’m doing anything, by the way ?” 

“I just know. What are you trying to do to me ?” Something in the way he said it made you think he was scared, but he still looked like he would kill you if you went in his head again. So you decided it would be safer not to.

“I’m actively trying to stop you from hurting me. You’re the one that got in my room and attacked me. Just trying to stay alive, sir.”

“What is it?”

“What?”

“Whatever it is you’re doing.”

“No idea what you’re talking about, sir.” That was obviously a lie. But you didn’t like telling scary and potentially murdery strangers about you. Or any strangers. Except to get a job. Or a guy. Yeah, you should be more careful with who you told about that thing. But then he looked all threatening again and he took a step in your direction and you panicked. “I can read minds, that’s all, I swear.”

“That’s all.” He repeated, and for half a second he looked amused at what you said. “Most people don’t.” He paused for a few seconds before opening his mouth again. “Why were you doing it to me?”

“Maybe because you were trying to kill me? Just a guess.”

“You did it before that.” 

“I don’t think I-” You stopped yourself. You did, actually. Before getting into Mrs Potts’ office. Right before he opened the door looking all scary. And before you left, when he was looking at the screens and suddenly turned to you. “Yeah, I did. How did you know? People usually don’t know.”

“I’ve had enough people playing in my head to know when it happens again.”

“Oh, okay.” Whatever that meant, he didn’t seem pleased with that. “I won’t do it again, then. Sorry, sir. Can we please forget about that and live our lives very far from each other now ?”

“Does she know ?”

“Who?”

“Pepper.” Oh, so he knew her. Enough to Pepper her, anyway. Okay, maybe it was time to stop worrying about your life and more about your job.

“Yep. I think that’s what got me the job.”

“So you’re working for her.”

“That’s what I’ve been telling you all along !” Maybe if he hadn’t been so busy trying to kill you, he would have listened. 

“Ok.” 

And he left. No sorry for trying to end your life, nothing. All you got was Ok. Rude. But at least you didn’t die today. 

Marisa laughed when you told her you thought she was planning your murder. But she was not impressed with your encounter with Captain America. Old people were weird.

A/N : As always, if you're still here, thank you and have the most wonderful day ever.