I'm different (Avengers fanfic)

C2-Coming Clean

Chapter 2: Coming clean
*3rd person’s POV* 
(Tuesday)
As the god of mischief buried his head into Thor’s shoulder, the other 2 dominants sympathised with him, petting his hair and reassuring the god. However, the other neutrals weren’t doing so well. For Natasha, she was fine, and was just pretty chill about this whole thing. She sat on the black leather couch and scrolled through Instagram. As for Tony and Bruce, well, now they were panicking. The mechanic was internally panicking and praying that no one would find out that he was a submissive. As for the doctor, he was fumbling with the book in his hands, biting his lower lip harshly. Even Tony doesn’t know about Bruce, and vice versa. 

“Alright, if anyone else lied about their classification, you better come clean now, or we’ll make you retake the test and then handle you accordingly from there,” Clint warned, staring at everyone. Natasha shrugged and rolled her eyes, while Steve gave him a thumbs up. Thor also reassured the archer that he was indeed a dominant, but both Bruce and Tony were trying their hardest to keep a poker face and keep up their lie of being a neutral. 

Clint, being the analyst he is, he eyed all the neutrals, even Natasha, in suspicion. “Why don’t we just get everyone to retake the test?” Clint suggested. Everyone agreed, but Bruce wasn’t having it. He started panicking and immediately broke down.

“I-I’m sorry, I-I-I-" Bruce made out before sobbing and squatting down, burying his face in his hands. Clint and Steve smiled knowingly at each other, before the captain walked over to the doctor, who couldn’t stop crying. Steve smiled at him, before laying Bruce in his lap, and calmed him down with words of reassurance. Soon, Bruce calmed down, and flushed a bright red, before apologising countless of times. Bruce lied about his classification because his father was abusive. If the doctor told his father his real classification, his dad would surely beat him up and kick him out of the house. So, Bruce took this matter into his own hands, and quickly hacked into the system and changed his classification. Then, he printed out the results and handed them to his father, who seemed satisfied at the results, and left him to be. 

Ever since, Bruce kept this facade of him being a neutral. He even created a pill for him to take, so that it would suppress his submissive needs completely. But the side effects was that he would get more tired easily, so sometimes, he would nap during class time, when he was younger, since he already studied everything at home. 

“I-I-I just didn’t want my father to find out, a-and I’ve kept it up ever since,” Bruce explained, as he sat in Steve’s lap, still blushing. Steve chuckled and wrapped his hands around Bruce, trapping him in his arms. 

Tony, who saw what happened just now, was shocked and scared at the same time. Bruce, the doctor whom he has known for so long, who was honest about everything, just admitted that he was a submissive? The mechanic was even more terrified of his friends finding out now. What would happen to him? Rules? No more holing himself up in his lab anymore? No more alcohol whenever he liked? No more staying up till 1am to watch his favourite Netflix shows? Tony shuddered at that thought. No, he absolutely cannot let his friends find out his classification. 

“Anyone else?” Thor’s booming voice jolted the mechanic back into reality, after he got lost in his own thoughts. Everyone shook their heads, even Tony, who was smiling nervously. 

“Alright, just to be sure, we’ll make everyone take the test again. If you are indeed who you claim to be, we will let you be, but if you’re lying, even if you’re a dominant, well, you can be sure that you’ll be punished for it,” Steve’s scary, dominating voice scared all the submissives, even Natasha flinched and looked up from her phone. Tony, however, was determined not to let anyone know. He needed to stop everyone from finding out who he truly was. No one, absolutely no one, could find out. 

“Yeah, why don’t you get the tester ready and I’ll go get us some shawarma for lunch?” Tony said, wanting to escape this tower immediately. Loki was still crying, but he did calm down a bit. Thor was hugging him and petting him, making him feel comforted. Natasha, as usual, couldn’t care less about this whole situation, and was once again, back to Instagram, scrolling through her feed. Steve and Bruce were seated on the floor, the latter in the dominant’s lap, the blonde’s hands wrapped around the brunette’s. Clint was now on the couch beside Natasha, seeing that the two known submissives were doing alright, started contacting a tester he knew, and arranged for him to come over. 

“Yeah sure, Tony. Can you get 7 portions of shawarma and just stop by the store to get us some drinks too? Thank you,” Steve replied with a smile, which Tony gave a weak one back. The mechanic’s stomach was churning, and he felt like blurting out the truth, but he knew he couldn’t. He would be dead if they found out. 

“Yeah, er, just text me the drinks you want,” and with that, Tony left the tower and flew out in his suit.