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Park Jimin x Black Reader ( Marvel A.U ) part 1

 They don't know about this, they should because of the risks, but they don't.

I already don't have easy ground with them, the Avengers, earth's mightiest heroes. This was going to be to me at least, my last chance to prove that they did need me, that I do have the guts to protect this world or the next if needed. That's what has led me to this moment now.

I watch from my position from the ceiling as I watch him walk in from the back door. He stands in front of the window showcasing New York City, the lights shining over his figure as he puts his hands in his pocket. I find myself looking at him too long, and I hate to admit it, but even when fighting him along with the others, I always found myself looking at him longer than I needed to. I never could shake him, whether it was in battle or inside of my mind. One thing I do know, he was always mindful of showing me why I absolutely despise him.

I jump down before twisting my fingers around in circles, power surging through them as the metal chains that were around my waist begin hanging in the air,  ready to wrap around anyone I demand them to.

He doesn't even flinch or turn around as the sound of them clanging slightly against one another echoes through the silence of the factory we are in.

"You're late, I told you not to be," I say as the hairs on my arms stand up just by being in the same room as him.

"You always were my favorite Y/N, the perfectionist avenger."

His venom-like voice sears all the way through me as he turns around to face me. He throws the cigar hanging from his lips off to the side before scanning me over. I try to steady myself as he stares with those pitch-black eyes and long face scars that he possesses.  I remember the first day I looked into them. That was the day when The Avengers and I had to fight off him and Loki. That was the last we saw of Thor's brother, but not of Park Jimin.

That encounter and recent ones are the reasons I have found myself facing him again. But this is not for me at the end of the day, this is for the world, the people I have come to know, and I hope I can survive long enough to see this secret mission of mine come through.

" You didn't let me know through that fabricated call of yours what you wanted, and I'm assuming this is not a friendly visit I dare say."

He flashes a smile as  I curse inside at him because of the way he can make a person forget that he has killed thousands of people with it.

" You're right, it's not Park."

 I clench my jaw at how smug he is being. He really is pretending as if he didn't just crush multiple skyscrapers into pieces a few days ago with people inside of them.

He flicks his attention to my floating chains before raising his eyebrows.

" I'm guessing you were able to get my blood off of those after that little trick of yours the other day," He traces a finger down one of the scars littering his face.

 
"Remember this one little bird? That was quite painful."  He almost growls out before bawling his hand into a fist, purple light threatening to come out of it. I remember that hit clearly, I made it after watching him slice Cap's shield in half. If I hadn't distracted him for a bit with them, Steve Rogers's head would have probably been next. 

My chains start to move up and down in fast movements, their ability to recognize danger kicking in. I raise a palm up to direct them to hold their place. I can already feel my plan melting to the ground. He is clearly not opposed to killing me right about now. I need to hurry this up.

" Put them away-"

" I don't trust you!  Therefore they will stay where they are."
I yell out as I start to grow more and more unsteady.