Vigilante Shit

The Search For Love

It was finally the day for Minji to come back.

Namjoon was standing outside the Avengers Tower, contemplating to call Sejin when the man himself appeared. He was escorted to the rooftop where the jet would be landing. It was huge.... Namjoon had never been to a place as this before.

Must be great to have this kind of money.

Almost fifteen minutes passed and he grew more jittery as the minutes passed. Throughout the week he recieved vague messages about Minji; as much as they could reveal without exposing their mission. He felt kind of uncomfortable to send her daughter so far away, that too with adults he didn't know but he calmed himself, knowing she was capable and strong enough to handle herself.

Namjoon then registered the winds growing harsh and he squinted up; there was jet that finally descended and Namjoon took off towards it despite the force of the wind. The jet just landed and as soon as the door to the bottom opened, a small figure in a spider suit jumped appeared in the speed of light and jumped on him. Minji really needed to learn that her dad wasn't a superhuman; her hug would probably leave Namjoon with some bruises but he wasn't gonna pull out of the hug. Afterall, his little girl was gone for whole a week.

"Appa, the mission was successful! My first big mission with a team! And I didn't even get hurt! Like except a few punches but that's okay, I broke his ribs... and his limbs. He called me filler girl of the group. So I told him I'd use his blood, bones and flesh to upgrade my position if he didn't mind. He told me the f and b word and I told him that a desperate virgin like him shouldn't have the freedom of speech and webbed his mouth and beat the shit out of him. He's currently in coma and I wasn't supposed to beat him up that much but in my defense, he called me fatherless! I wrote sorry on all four of his casts before coming, though."

"Gosh, Minji, I just had my breakfast!"

"Same! But the Germans don't eat spice at all! Just salt and pepper! Can you imagine?"

Minji rambled a lot when she got excited, like him. Once she started speaking, she went on and on until finally she was exhausted and Namjoon knew he would have to get himself ready to sacrifice his ears. "Can I go meet everyone once before we leave?" Namjoon felt really awkward there, with loads of spies, superheros, agents and robots roaming around and he certainly didn't want to stay back anymore with people glaring at him like he was some kind of enemy infiltrator but he said yes. Denying wasn't even an option when a superhero asked her.

With her gone, Namjoon decided to start by leaving the roof because it was kinda scary. He probably didn't notice someone walking towards him earlier but with the clang of metals, he turned around to see Min Yoongi, in his Iron Man suit. He looked kind of cool but Namjoon wasn't going to think about that.

The suit was quite heavy and Yoongi was fucking exhausted but seeing Namjoon there to pick his daughter up, he knew he had to shoot his shot. Especially when he made a deal with Minji. "Oh, hey Namjoonie!"

If there was something he loved besides testing Seokjin and Jimin's paitence, it was his newly found love of annoying Namjoon– by calling him 'Namjoonie'. Namjoon looked at him, annoyed.

"Yoongi-ssi, we don't know each other well. Can you please stop calling me 'Namjoonie'?"

Yoongi pretended too look genuinely shocked. "Oh, really? Then in that case, I'm so sorry, sweetheart!" Then his lips quirked into a smile. "I guess we'll have to know each other well then. How about a date? Namjoonie?"

Is he serious?

Namjoon was baffled. The audacity of this man to hit on a man who is a father to the grown up kid. Namjoon isn't stupid. He could very well see that Yoongi was handsome, charming too— from what he had seen on interviews. He would be lying if he wasn't a bit flattered. But– he felt annoyed as well. The man looked a bit too smug for his liking and Namjoon wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of saying yes. Not that he was gonna say yes in the first place.