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Make Me A Different Person (spiderman!jongseob x gn mutate!reader)

CAST LIST

You as The Experiment… Y/N (unknown last name)

Kim Jongseob as Peter Parker… Jongseob Parker

Hwang Intak as Harry Osborn… Intak H. Osborn

Haku Shota as Ned Leeds… “Soul” Leeds

Choi Taeyang as Michelle Jones… Taeyang M. Jones

Choi Jiung as Harley Keener… Jiung Keener-Stark

Yoon Keeho as President of the Anti-Spiderman Club… Yoon “Pres” Keeho

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ACT ONE: PART ONE

“Ow!”

"Watch it, loser!"

The door had opened right into your outstretched hand, and your knuckles screamed in pain, but you desperately tried to control your breathing as Eugene Thompson--aka Flash--scrambled past you. You glanced back at his burly figure and spiky blond hair thudding down the hall, bumping into everyone he could and blaming it on them. You shook your head, and carefully reached for the door again, quickly pulling it open.

You headed to the back of the classroom, holding your hand tenderly.

"Well, Y/N," started the teacher, and you looked up to see that no one else was in there. "Almost all the other kids just left to go on that field trip." He noticed you were in the back of the room. "Have a seat up here. I'm surprised you didn't go--after all, you're one of my top students."

You took a seat in the front, unzipping your backpack. "Yeah, well, I'm fine in your class, Mr. Kang, but science class is a different story."

He chuckled. Then he shrugged into his words: "I didn't have much planned today, so you're free to work on another class... science, perhaps?"

You nodded. "Will do."

You looked down at your hand that Flash had smashed the door into. It was still throbbing and red around the knuckles, but luckily didn't break open any skin. Then you checked the faint Light underneath the skin on your wrist, and took a calming breath when the energy dial was low. It will be fine, you reminded yourself. You shook out your arm, then pulled out your laptop.

The tab currently open was a few of your photography club pictures. You'd had them done for days, but thinking about showing them to anyone gave you goosebumps. You closed the tab, and opened the class site.

Your science teacher had posted an assignment for people not going on the field trip; that included you and only you. As you looked through it, you knew she'd done it simply to irk you, because you were learning about plant biology, not the chemistry behind a spider's venom. Of course, it was clear that the field trip was also useless, since your peers that went weren't required to take notes.

But you weren't about to go on that field trip. They were touring Oscorp, the second best robotics and chemical manufacturing company in the States.

Oscorp was also home to many of your fears. Sure, spiders were freaky, and their robots were always a little creepy to you, but they weren't even half of what truly scared you.

Suddenly, you noticed you'd been pressing the keys down hard, and the screen in front of you was full of the home row letters. You blinked, and put your head in your hands. Palms pressing on your eyes, you tried to focus on the shapes in your mind so you could stop thinking. But every flash of color was like memory lurking just below the surface.

It's going to be fine.

The door opened, and you looked up, eyes readjusting to the light through a squint, and met eyes with a couple students whose pleasant smiles quickly turned to upturned noses.

Your stomach lurched.

A batch of juniors that just so happened to hang with Flash--apparently they'd grown up with him, and kept hanging with him even when he got held back. So, of course, they loved to bully whoever he decided wasn't worth his time.

And that included you.

You felt your muscles tense up, and your heart rate was increasing ever so slowly, but you knew that you'd be fine with Mr. Kang in here--

"Oh, good! You just needed those copies for your project, right?" Mr. Kang said, getting up. "You can stay here and keep an eye on Y/N, though they probably don't need it, and I'll go print those for you."

"Yes, sir," said Julie. She cast you a nasty smile. "Thanks."

And soon enough, you were alone with a gang of bullies. Your hands squeezed into fists as your thoughts turned dark.

There were four of them in total. A tall football boy with greasy blond hair past his ears folded his arms and flexed his chest over them. You thought his name was Connor. A girl holding a phone in front of her face ruffled her coffee-brown hair so she had an extreme side part, and then stuck out her tongue and its piercing for a picture. You didn't remember her name, but knew her follower count was impressive. Then there was Julie's boyfriend, Riley, who had his arm across her shoulders and his chin held high in the air.

But Julie was the clear leader when Flash wasn't around. She held herself so confidently, and twirled her long red hair with one finger in a way that almost seemed like a threat. You swallowed, and gave the best smile you could muster, then glanced back down at your screen. With tense muscles, you sat there praying.

It's fine, you're fine, you're calm, you're normal, you're fine!

She marched over to your desk, but you were glued to your seat in fear. When you met her eyes again, they were livid.

"Good morning," you said. But maybe you really should have stayed quiet this time.

"Does anyone want to take a guess at what percentage of the work done here began in Mr. Osborn’s notebook?”

“Probably one percent, tops,” said Flash, snickering. “If his straight-C's son took after him, that is.”

“Anyone else?” Liz said, shaking her head. She was technically supposed to be learning with the rest of the sophomores, but she was an intern there. They asked her to take the group on a tour, and thanks to her confident smile, Jongseob couldn't take his eyes off of her.

She tucked her dark wavy hair behind her ear, and he watched her bright eyes search the group. He didn’t notice that she’d focused on him. “Jongseob?”

“Sorry?” His face heated up as he glanced away. “Um, seventy percent?”

She grinned. “That’s more like it.” He felt his heart skip a beat when she smiled especially brightly in his direction.

Soul leaned over his shoulder and whispered, “Dude, do you think she’s into you? That was-“

“Shut up, Leeds.” Jongseob nudged in the side. Soul leaned away, laughing.

Liz shook her head once more at another kid, and then Intak raised his hand.

“90 percent.”

“That is correct! Mr. Norman Osborn is the main mastermind behind this company’s projects. Of course, Intak would know more about it than me, but…” She gave a close-lipped smile. “If you’ll look here…”

Soul patted Intak on his shoulder. “Flash just shot you the nastiest look. Should I fight him to defend your honor?”

Jongseob and Intak blinked at him. He hunched over.

“Yeah, who am I kidding? I’m not street smart. I can’t give up my perfect school report to defend you.”

Intak shook his head in a chuckle. “Either way, my father doesn’t reflect what I’m like in school. Flash has a point. I get B’s in my first language, and my dad comes up with all the latest ground-breaking technology.”

"Yeah, I'm not so sure about that," Jongseob said with a laugh. "How could your dad have come up with all of this? He's just a guy."

Intak shoved his hands in his pockets. "You'd be surprised."

“Now, if you follow me to the next room,” Liz announced, opening a door that Flash immediately strutted through, “you’ll be able to see work on the neutralization of deadly spider venom.”

The class gasped a little at the sight of webs strung across the entire room. Flash tensed, and froze in the doorway.

“These spiders live the average amount of time and can eat the same things as usual, but their venom is engineered not to hurt humans in any way.”

“L-let’s go to the next room,” Flash said, backing away.

“Not yet. Are there any volunteers to hold one of these little spiders?”

Jongseob glanced at his friends, but Soul shook his head hard. Intak crossed his arms and smiled sweetly. “Jongseob will!” he called.

His heart dropped. “No, dude, what?”

“Don’t you think it would impress Liz?”

“Come on, Jongseob!” she said.

And then he found himself pushed to the front of the group, presented with a spindly arachnid hanging by a string. Its beady eyes stared down at him, legs wiggling as it lowered itself. It was like it knew what was happening. He held a shaking hand below it, every part in his body already tingling in anticipation and, honestly, fear. He knew it wouldn't hurt him, but he couldn't get over the thought of eight legs crawling all over him.

And then it hit his skin. The whole class seemed to shiver in excitement, watching the nerd hold a bug half the size of his palm. But it did nothing. They just stared at each other.

"See?" Liz offered. "It's entirely harmless."

Jongseob allowed himself a calming breath, and then laughed. It inched down to his wrist. "This isn't so ba- Ow!"

The spider went flying through the air as Jongseob looked down at his wrist in shock. It bit him! It wasn't supposed to injure him in the long run, but the bite was right beside the Light. He shifted his sleeve a little and watched his veins pulse strangely, before reverting back to normal.

"Hey--Jong-" Liz rushed toward him, reaching for his hand, but he flinched away.

"I'm fine! Haha, don't worry. It's not like it'll kill me."

Her brows furrowed, but then she nodded, and turned to the screaming group trying to get away from the rampant spider. Flash was nowhere to be seen.

He looked back down at his wrist. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He swallowed, hard. Then he rushed out the door, knocking into Intak's shoulder on the way. Where were the restrooms? He barely made it to his own stall before collapsing over the toilet, gagging.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid." You patted down the entirety of your backpack and quickly realized your chip wasn't in there. It was like an inhaler for your "episodes", and every time you got too confident in yourself, you let it go missing. And right now wasn't a good time for it to be.

A shudder passed through your body, and your jaw clenched so hard, you thought you might crack a tooth. You glanced at the juniors, and knew immediately that this would be bad. You just had to leave--

"So, Y/N, I hear you got a perfect score on the science homework," Julie started with a smirk. "Oh, wait, you didn't even turn it in. Thanks, by the way, for lending it to me."

She sat on your desk, and you immediately stood up, accidentally pushing your notebook off the desk. The juniors gasped. All you could feel was your blood rushing in your ears. She scoffed, and her friends stepped closer to you.

"It's not like you needed it. Are you going somewhere?"

You tried to take a slow, calm breath, but it sounded angry.

"Got--to--go," you managed, before shoving past a couple of them. They reached out to grab you, but recoiled from your skin. Your arms were rock hard--not because of any muscles, but because of the episode that was beginning. You had to get out of there, before you exploded.

You pushed open the door in a hurry, revealing a shocked Mr. Kang and a stack of papers going everywhere. You couldn't even squeak an apology, and instead tears began to stream down your cheeks as you ran.

"Julie? We need to talk," you heard him say, and then you rounded a corner and slammed into the fire retardant box on the wall.

Its door went flying, and you didn't even bat an eye until you reached the restroom and could splash your face with cold water. You couldn't even feel it, which was a really bad sign. But you kept doing it, hoping that it would reverse the effects. When you started feeling the chill, you stopped, and ripped a paper towel from the dispenser to dry off. You hadn't even noticed the water had splashed all over your front side until then.

"Great." You grabbed another paper towel and tried to pat off the wet splotches on your shirt, but it didn't help. You caught yourself in the mirror and laughed. You were a sight to behold, for sure.

Your eyebags were the biggest thing on your face. Your eyebrows were drawn in a permanent scowl. Worst of all, you could still see the uncontrollable fear of yourself in your eyes. You were disgusting--horrible. You could imagine the headline: "UNDERCOVER FREAK OF NATURE INFILTRATED HIGH SCHOOL." Thanks to Julie and her gang, you were always on edge, wondering which day would be your last at this school. Sometimes you resented her for the fear. Today you found yourself wishing she had won this time. Maybe then you wouldn't have to hide. Maybe then someone would hear you out.

Maybe then you'd get help.

But as you stared into your own soul, you knew there would always be something wrong. You couldn't be fixed. A monster that hid under its own bed was better than a monster running free.

There was a knock at the door, and your head flung toward the sound. "Y/N? It's Mr. Kang."

Your voice stuck in your throat. Glancing down to your wrist, the dial seemed to be cooling down. You shuffled your feet to the door, opening it shakily.

When he saw you, he sighed in relief. "I'm glad you're okay. I had my suspicions about Julie and her friends, but I didn't know they had a problem with you."

All you could do was nod.

He pursed his lips. "Let's go talk to the principal."

You followed him, the sound of shoes on the floor echoing in your ears, but all the while you wondered how you weren't spotted yet. How did he not realize you were the freak? If anyone deserved to be bullied, it was you.

"No one deserves to be bullied, Y/N," he said suddenly. You blinked, and he chuckled. "That must be why you stayed quiet about it, right? Well, you're wrong. You are a great student and a good person."

"Thanks, Mr. Kang." There was really nothing else to say.

"So, you're being bullied? Homework stolen, a couple of sharp words, and you've been physically hurt before?"

"Yes, sir." You looked down at your hands, tugging your sleeve further over your wrist. Mr. Kang had gotten you a dress code sweatshirt to replace your soaked one. It gave you little comfort when speaking to the principal like this.

"I'm thankful for the report." The principal cleared his throat, and finished typing. "However, Y/N, I can't let your own behavior slide. Not fully."

You snapped your eyes upward, suddenly feeling a tingling in your body. You struggled through a calming breath, but your eyes clouded up anyway. "Sir?"

It's fine, it's fine.

"You broke school property today. The fire retardant case is completely smashed on the floor. I'm afraid you'll have to pay if off. Since you're a great student and I don't totally blame you, only worry about two hundred bucks of it."

You released a shaky breath, nodded, and reminded yourself that they really couldn't know anything was different about you. Hardly anything really went wrong, and accidents happen. You could pay this off, and then no one would have to pry further. If only you had the money.

“Hey, Jongseob?”

Jongseob squeezed his eyes shut, tears wetting his lashes. He clutched his stomach gently, leaning a little bit more over the toilet. He was on his knees, keeled over in a public stall, and he’d forgotten to close the door. Well, it was too late now.

“Jongseob, are you in here?”

It was Intak. He wanted to sigh in relief, but every movement he took made him more aware of the nausea building up. He glanced at his wrist again, but the bite was still very prominent.

Can’t harm him? Yeah, right. Stupid, stupid, stupid! He’d always pretended to be the same as everyone else. But the light on his wrist was proof of otherwise. He suddenly gagged, and ripped his hand from his stomach to the toilet seat to brace himself.

The episode came and went, but then he saw that the entire front of his shirt had come off with his hand now on the cool ceramic. Fresh air met his sweaty chest, and he took a steady breath.

Footsteps approached quickly, then, and he knew immediately that Intak was there.

“Oh, man, are you okay?”

Jongseob’s cheeks burned in embarrassment. He wasn’t necessarily a cool guy in front of his friends, but this was sort of humiliating. The son of the creator of these spiders witnessed him basically overreact.

“I’m sorry,” he managed, hanging his head.

No answer. He heard paper rip and water run, and then Intak came back over and pressed a damp towel to his forehead.

“Don’t be sorry. A lot of times the placebo effect really does affect you like this. You know it’s not gonna hurt you, but some part of you still fears it, so your body reacts.”

Jongseob tensed, and finally looked up at his friend. He was shocked to see a kind smile, where there normally sat a reserved frown.

“It’s totally normal, it’ll be fine.”

“I want to go home.”

Intak nodded. “Let’s go. Where’d your shirt go?” Then he spotted it. “Ah.”

“I don’t even know.”

Somehow Intak snuck him out of the crowded building, and got him an extra lab coat to cover up with, no problem at all. He was starting to feel much better, and wondered if he should say he’s fine to go back.

But they were already in a taxi headed to his Aunt May’s house, so he let himself recover. He pressed his palms against the leather beneath him, and stared out the window at the city flashing by.

Oh no—Aunt May! That would not end well. If she saw him come home early looking so sick, she’d ask questions. He knew logically, it wouldn’t be a big deal to lie a little bit, but he also knew he was a terrible liar.

“My dad will pay for any healthcare you need, if you do.”

He sucked in a breath. “No, no, it’s not a big deal. I feel much better by now.”

Intak laughed, “Good! Because explaining this to him would honestly suck.”

Jongseob believed that. Mr. Osborn was a stern man, and he could guess that he wouldn’t be too happy to hear his project was having negative effects. He’d probably care more about silencing this incident than Jongseob himself.

But that wasn’t a big deal.

“Woah, you can’t even see the bite anymore!”

Jongseob jumped and looked down, and realized it really was gone. Like nothing happened. Maybe he really had imagined it. He sighed, looking out the window once more. Intak patted his shoulder with a similar sigh.

The taxi stopped, and Jongseob realized he was staring right at his house. He started, and thanked Intak sincerely, offering to pay him back. As always, that wasn’t an option. Intak waved goodbye and Jongseob turned to face his front door alone.

Unfortunately for him, Aunt May spotted him through the glass of the door almost immediately.

“Jongseob!” she exclaimed when he opened the door. “What- what are you doing back here so early?” She threw down a pile of folded towels—it was laundry day—and reached out to caress his face with soft, cool hands. “You‘ve got a fever.”

“Just a small one, but I guess it was enough to leave early.”

Her forehead creased and her worry lines grew deeper. Before she could say anything, he continued.

“Honestly, I just wanted to leave. It was boring and had nothing to do with class. I have homework to do.”

She stepped back, eyeing him with suspicion. “Alright. Well, help me carry these up to the bathroom and then you can get on with that schoolwork.” She wagged a bony finger in the air, and a smile began to form on her lips again. “You’ve got to keep your scholarship, or you’ll be getting a job!”

Jongseob relaxed, and took the towels with a forced smile, hurrying up the stairs. “Love you, Aunt May!”

“Oh, get on with it!”

But once he’d ducked into the bathroom, he realized there really was something wrong. The towels wouldn’t drop. It was like he was… sticky.

part one out of six.

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A bright light flashed from above your eyes. The strange light moving left and right, like a flashlight moving in a dark forest.

The heat raiding from the bright tool made you groan and tighten your eyelids before bringing your hand over your eyes to cover them. There was a small gasp just as you did and the heat with the light was gone after you heard a faint click.

You slowly opened your eyes to adjust to the lights of the room. They burned and felt dry. Your head felt like it was spinning with a constant pounding against your skull.

"You're up." A voice spoke making you turn your head towards them. They sat beside your bed with a small smile on his face. He wore glasses, with a simple coat and a turtleneck. His skin looked like honey, his era was almost powerful, rendering you nearly speechless. He was young but the vibe was saying otherwise.

Something flashed in to corner of your eye, waving back and forth. You could help but follow its movements as it had you in its focus. A tail. A thin tail, with a bush of hair at the end similar to his hair colour. That when you looked into his eyes and see it a unique orange. There was no way you could've stumbled into a room with a mutant.

"...Wha..." your throat sounded like nail against a chalkboard. He raised his hand as if he was stopping you from talking further. He turned and grab a cup of water with a straw. He drew it closer to you, while the same small smile on his face.

"Drink..." he commanded.

You just started at him, eyebrows furrowed. Popping onto your elbows, giving him a face a long the line of 'you can't be serious'; looking up and down from the cup then to him. He mumbled a small 'fine' smile dropping, before relaxing his shoulders and putting down the cup.

"You're probably confused, right?" You looked around the room. It looked like a nursing room in a large hall. A hospital almost. Not the hospital you were in all those months ago. Your senses came to, hearing the large earring fan siting in the corner of the nursing hall. Yellow-orange light rays through the large windows as the sun began to set. You dragged your hand across the soft and bouncy white blanket, gripping it to feel the material.

"My name is jongho, and I'm sure yours is F/N, correct?" You didn't answer and instead gave him a small nod and a hum. He stood up making you look back to him, seeing if he would try something. He picked up a clipping board, filling the paper and reading what's written.

"Your O2 is stable, your dopamine levels went down.."

"Where am I..?" He stopped talking, shifting his attention to you, eyes eyeing before setting down the clipping board. "I'll be right back..." he said walking to the exit.

You must be still drunk or on whatever you were injected with because you could've sworn, that male phased straight through the glass door. Though, you can't really blame yourself as you had a fair share of mutants in your life. For example, Seonghwa, he's telepathic.

You groaned, sudden remembering the what had happened to you previously. You were drugged for sure, the stinging headache still spiking your head. Pulling yourself from your bed, you immediately got up after Jongho exited the room. You weren't tied to anything just an IV inject into your arm. You wore the same clothing the day you were in the park walking Marshmallow. Just only your long brown jacket was missing.

Now think of it, Where is Marshmallow? Was the question running through your mind. The rest of what happened is a blur. But right now your focus is to figure out your surroundings.

Your leg shook and you nearly felt over due to them giving in. Quickly walking to the door to look out from the glass window and noticed no one was in sight. Opening the door you soon notice that the entire large hallway is empty. A window on each end of the hall. Looking down the hall, left to right you started to take steps towards your right. Remember Jongho running the other way.

Why are you leaving? your left side asking you. Run! Is what your right side is telling you. Your body was moving on its own, walking down the hall but soon turned in speed walking then to running down the long empty hall. They should've tied you.

Just as you turned the corner, on the other side of the building, Seonghwa and Jongho walked down the other end; on the left. Jongho held a small note pad and fill his superior on your health status.

"She seems fine but I don't think she should go through the exam yet..."

"Not my... words..." Seonghwa started, pausing his words just as he opened the door of the nursing hall only to be faced with nothing but an empty room. He brows furrowed, walking further in and walking to your bed, his eyes scanning the white sheets where you previously laid in.

"What is she? Is this the E hall?" Seonghwa turned to Jongho, his eyes landing on the large E sign above the door. The older male ran his tongue on the inside of his cheek before leaning on one leg. His gut turned and his head began to pound at your absents. You missing from your bed only made Seonghwa's through run on where you are and what trouble you're running straight into.

"You didn't tie her?"

"She was tossing and turning, I couldn't keep her in that terrible position.." Seonghwa groan, rubbing his eyes.

"She was here, I swear-"

"Oh I know..." Seonghwa walked out the hall, Jongho walking closely behind him. His heavy heels stomping as he speed walks down the hall. He was confused as to why you left. He knows you're smart, if not, you would've been dead years ago. So why did you even think to step out of the only room you're familiar with? Let alone who's ideas is to have the door unlocked? Seonghwa could only excuse himself as a fight and flight response due to waking up in an unrecognizable place. He really couldn't blame you.

"What do we do?"

"Call and radio your squad for a search party. MAKE sure they don't use force." The older male orders just as jongho nodded walking into a wall and phasing straight through it.

Seonghwa growled in annoyance and worrisome. A part of him is breaking in sweat. He knows many people don't know who you are, and may take extra precaution including violence. His order was to protect you and keep you out of others reach. Hiding you till the next meeting to announce your presence. Because you snuck off, security, his squad and other squads may think you're nothing but an intruder and kill you right on the dot.

They have you in a perfect circle, cornering you- like prey and predator. You're in the eyes of an extremely dangerous group who specialized in the hunting field. They live for this thing. They thrill for this thing.

"Shit!" Now he's running.

You tiptoed keeping a low profile, making sure to turn every corner slowly. You're lost, you don't even know why you even stepped out of the room. Walking past a couple other workers you had stolen a keycard hanging from their back pocket. Hasn't been the first time.

Older You would've done something less stupid. And honestly you have no idea how to get out or where to go.

You sighed as you crouched against the wall. By this time, they're probably looking for you. Searching every inch of this monstrosity of a building. Closing your eyes, you reflected on your actions that occurred in the past 20 minutes. How could you have put yourself back into the danger after you cry and try to escape it constantly. Telling yourself no more crime, no more guns, no more bow and arrow. Yet here you are hiding from assassins in their own headquarters.

Past you would be raging as your stupidity.

"I should go back..." you mumbled under your breath as you rubbed your face against the palm of your hands. Your elbow still aching from the IV you previously ripped out.

It was silent, and no one was in the hall near you. It was almost like you had stepped into another building. Maybe they didn't notice that you’re missing? But there was a faint sound sounding in a distance. It was faint, but you can definitely recognize it a mile away. Barking. Marshmallow.

"Son of a-"

Without much throught, you immediately got up following the sound of the dog that's not even yours. After what felt like eternity, you came face-to-face with the glass door. Inside where a couple chairs and tables where no one sat in. A leash tied to the end of a chair as a small black and white dog who stopped barking just upon seeing you.

You could hear her small whimpers through glass windows and doors as you opened it. Oh, how you could cry. A large smile printed on your face as you've bent down and she spent no time jumping to your arms.

"You fool!" You almost cried lifting the chair to take the leash to set her free.

Now you can go back.

"Did you find her?" San asked Wooyoung who's out of breath from running up and down the large halls. "No..."

"Come on.. there not much places she can hide without a keycard.." San slapped Wooyoung's chest in encouragement as the duo ran into the next building.

Just as so, you've turned the corner, sneaking your way back to the nursing hall. You don't know if you could trust them. They tried to kill you months back. What makes you sure they won't try it again. After weeks of physical and mental therapy, your memory would flash here and there.

You remember running. You remember the reason your cars door has a large scratch on it. You remember the shots. You remember their eyes. You weren't gonna risk it.

You're tired. Tired of running and not having much of a choice to pick from staying your ground or running. You sighed walking into the nursing wing and found the bed you previously laid in. The soft white sheet still wrinkled as you sat on it, your back facing the door, your face merging with the setting sun. You closed your eyes, sleep nearly taking you into its embrace but your train of thought were cut off by the nurses door swinging open and slamming close.

You wanted to go home. Lay down and hug your pillows, sleep knowing no one is looking for your warm neck. Ready to bite it and inject you with its venom. You kinda wished it happened cause right now all you want to do is sleep like you don't exist.

"F/n." The calling was firm, cold, and deep. His chilling korean voice scared you a little but you recognized it and didn't turn around. You just continued to stare openly into the orange and yellow setting sky.

He's heavy heel boots stopping just at your bed. Leaning forward a bit, Seonghwa tilted his head.

"Why...?"

"...Hmm...?"

"Why did you leave?"

"I...don't know..."

He bit his lip.

"You could've gotten killed.."

"Oh..." was all you said, starting into the bright setting sky almost in a daze.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry about that..." you reached into your pocket you slowly turned your head to the male talking to you. Starting at him with sharp eyes. Your eyes weren't large and doll like. They were more threatening and sparking curiosity. The eyes he's been looking for.

Seonghwa gestured his hand to you. Eyes looking at him then back to his hand. Slowly, you took something out your pocket and placed it into his hands. His hands were cold while yours were warm as you dropped the keycard into his hand before It immediately began to flow above his had.

He retreated back, examining the spinning card before smiling.

"Impressive..."

"What is?"

He stuffed it into his pocket.

"Nothing."

You could feel someone behind you but you knew better not to press. Especially after your short attempt to escape or whatever you pulled. He didn't come alone. And that click sound, sounded like a deadly weapon. A gun. Probably pointed to your head, ready to fire if you tried anything.

So you're only glaring through the large vintage window in the room just as the tall male blocked your view. The card now gone. He crossed his arms leaning against the windowsill, tilting his head in a way to gain your attention.

And he did. Piercing into his, your eyes are the same but Seonghwa could help but to see a small hint of annoyance. They were screaming something. Like you were about to explode. He kinda wanted you to. But he and you knew that you'll keep your composure.

There was silence between you two. You wanted to look away. Away from his charm. His perfectly scooped pointed nose, face and piecing eyes shooting into yours. Him on the other hand wanted- no, needed to look more. He was intrigued. You looked different then from the night you both met. Your eyes reminded him of a cat. Round full of curiosity, now sharp full of annoyance and threatening. Your jaw clutched as his eyes scanned your face. Forehead to your lips.

Tension.

A weird strong tension. Almost pulling you in. Like he was pulling you in. He's smart, threatening, cunning, he clearly wasn't gonna turn away or break this weird tension he created. So you did.

You blinked slowly, eyes opening again but looking somewhere, anywhere but him.

"You probably want an explanation?"

"You think?" Eyes still looking away from him.

"Ok! I'll tell you," he stalked, getting up from the window and walked around you. You heard a couple whispers before the door opened and closed with a loud click. You hated it. People behind you knowing that they’re able to do anything to you without you knowing it’s coming. You’ll just have to trust Seonghwa.

"Morning Miss L/n." You turn your head to a feminine voice instead of Seonghwa's chilling voice. A tall female wearing a long black suite walked in. Her hair was slicked back with a couple strands sticking out onto her forehead. Her pale skin making her look young with her bright red lip stick mated on her lips. Her presence was alarming. Powerful even. There was no doubt, she’s the runner, the General.

"Let me tell you why you're here."

—————

"You worked as a spy when you were a minor correct?"

"Correct."

"Do you know a girl name Amy?"

You raised a brow. "Yes she was my partner in training."

The older woman sighed. "Well… her father was the one assigned to search for the missions the week of your assassination." She spoke in a soft tone but dispute her calm demeanour, the way she held herself is something to be scared of.

You don’t like where this conversation is going.

"Amy's body was found a years ago, he believes her death ties back to you." That almost felt like a slap to the face. You were never present or even in the country when Amy died, you were here, in Korea.

"With having to be a former Shield agent himself and having no gear, he was able to stumble upon this agency, an organization that specializes in the trafficking of General Dreykov." The name sent chilling through you. Natasha's biggest enemy. You've heard stories from her saying things about a red room and saving others, seeing her sister.

You continued to hear her speak and you came to the realization as to how all of this kinda ties together. You knew Black widow and her past, now that she's gone, you left with dealing and finish what she left off. But you simply can't. You're not the woman you were years ago. You had fight just not a lot left.

"So after he had successfully tracked you, he corrupted the real mission and put a target on you." You jaw could all most drop. You knew Amy for an about 2 years before taking our own paths. Her father wanted revenge, so why not blame it on the person who encouraged her to enter the field of crime. You were lost, gullible, you thought this was the only way to live life. Now that you had it, he wasn't gonna let that happen.

"So he targeted me instead of the real target... that's why they seemed confused..." you whispered the last time, hearing her chuckle. "Indeed they were, they didn't take the news lightly..." she said, referring to the assassins who were assigned to kill you. Looking back to her, finally asking the real question.

"Why am I here..?"

She leaned back, running her tongue along the inside of her mouth, "You used to work for Shield..." she got up, her heel clicking satisfyingly against the cold wooden nursery floor.

"Walk with me.." she commanded, walking to the door and Seonghwa held it open for you two. You hesitated but soon obliged, following the two down the opposite way you ran earlier, still holding the leash of Marshmallow.

"You worked with the Avengers, so you know what the red powder is correct?"

You bit your tongue. "Red powder..?"

"A substance that can break the hold and control of Dreykov, Natasha is a victim to it, so is her sister, two lucky women... me not so much..." she gave you a small smile. It took you a couple seconds to realize that she herself used to be a widow. That's kinda funny.

"Sorry..."

"Don't apologize, it's not worth it."

You two both walked down a large hall filled with other workers and what looked like students. "Recently, someone broke in with malicious intent, burned down our lab and took our supplies in it." She stopped walking, coming to a clearing where a large room stood. The room dusty, black ash covering every surfaces. Computers, papers, book, simples, tubes- burnt and lost. People with full body suits walk in the room trying to search for anything still of use.

"Jeez..." you whispered.

"We made our dust in this room but someone burnt it all down," she then turned to you, her full body.

"I visited you in the hospital after you got shot, I risked a lot doing so, I was stubborn and exposed myself to the public and because of that, they suspected you to be working for me..."

"Who?"

"Our other… other…! enemy groups, it's not just the red room we work on... these people wanted you, and because of your rare past... I thought you'll be better with us instead."

"Why would you think that? I left New York to stop fight not to return to it..." you didn’t give her a glance, just continued to watch the workers work.

"Because if they get you, you wouldn't be a hero anymore..."

"I was never one..."

"Keep telling yourself that... you held the power stone didn’t you?" You gave her a side eye. “No actually, it was the space, if I held the power, I would’ve dead the moment I made contact…”

She shrugged, "I really didn’t study those stones, I just label them as the ‘stones that erased half of the world’.”

She began to walk again and you quickly followed her. Seonghwa stalking close behind. “I know it might be too much to ask but… will I ever go back home?” She stopped walking and turned to you.

“I saved your life.”

“And I appreciate it but I won’t be staying here forever… right?” You raised your brows, looking into her eyes, looking for something, but what you found was only doubt. You stepped back.

“Oh-”

“You’ll have stay here till we know it’s safe..” Seonghwa cut in. “You’re not the only one locked up,” eyes finding themselves back on the female. “My reckless behaviour got our biggest squads on a hiatus for over a month, till then, you’ll have to be settled in…” you could only stand there in shook, words getting stuck in your throat.

“B-but-”

“Seonghwa.” She ordered, pointing to you and taking her leave. “I hope you found some peace here Miss L/n, you’ll need it.” And with that, she disappeared behind the closing doors, leaving you and Seonghwa in the hall.

“She can’t be serio-”

“She always is…” so that’s it? You have to live your life in this place or till they found the people behind this? If her squads are on hiatus then who is looking for the enemy? Where are you going to stay? Sleep? Will you have any type of privacy? Food-

“Come on I have work to do, so let me show you your room at least.” The tall male kick you out of your running thoughts. You took a couple breaths to calm yourself down before seamlessly following him down a different part of the headquarter.

You stayed silent the whole walk. Muffling every word Seonghwa spoke on the way. Your face never changed. Mind running around the place. You both arrived and you didn’t notice as Seonghwa swiped a key card to get in. Your thoughts only blinked back because of the male in front of you stepped closer than he should. Pressing your back against the cold wall of your new ‘home’. That being a three widows, a nightstand, and a mat-like mattress. Great.

You blinked a couple more times to really test if you were standing were you though you’re standing. “F/n…” he calling was almost like a whisper, stepping closer to you. Chilling but for some reason, comforting.

“It’s not much but…”

“It’ll work…” you cut in, looking down, avoiding his eyes. You could feel his pricing you, scanning your face. Again. Not for the sake of observation in emotion but just in general. He just stares.

“You stare… like… a lot…” he chuckled, a smug appearing on his plush lips. “Looks like we both got some work to do…” he stepping back and past you to the exit.

“If you need anything… I’ll be in my office.”

“You’re talking like I know where it is…”

“You’ll know.” With that, the door slammed shut before a keycard slid under the crack of the door. Seonghwa walked back to his office in dread. He knew that this is the only way to keep you safe till this storm outside dies down. Finding you a task to do in HQ was gonna be hard for you to agree. They weren’t gonna shelter you for free. You gotta work. They know that you’re not gonna pick up a gun and aim it. So Seonghwa had another plan but you might not like it. But it is the only option left and is appropriate.

You stood there, in the centre of your new room. A window in front of you and another on the right with a small one on the ceiling. It was a small square size, almost like a storage closet. Wouldn’t be surprising if they shoved you here, having the job like this, you know that you’re not their top priority. Despite the light coming in, it feel dark, empty, lonely. You left so-

BARK

Your lazy eyes shifted to the small animal standing at your feet. Oh. Marshmallow. Her tail wagging aggressively. Her overbite noticeable as she tries to get your attention and jumped onto your pants, her small paws patting against your clothing.

You totally forgot about her. Her tail wagging in the dark. Usually when she tries to get your attention, you’ll too busy to give it to her. But now, you wanting nothing more as you grabbed her and sat onto your mattress-bed holding her tightly.

NOTES

❌• he really can’t stop staring

❌• F/n is thinking as to how she’s going to explain what happened to Marshmallow to Marshmallow’s owners

❌• I want give the MC a hug

❌• for the people who don’t know, Seonghwa has telekinesis, Jongho is a mutant (that can phase through things and has a tail), (so far) Wooyoung is a super-soldier (super strength)

Sorry of the late upload, I just recently got rejected from university in NYC. So I’m feeling kinda down at what to do next. I know I said I would upload everything in one go but I’m lagging, so here’s a peak. In the mean time, here’s a boring chapter. I swear I got the most toe curling, legs kicking scenarios coming and I can’t post them because I need to make the link for it to make sense!! I hope whoever is left reading, are taking care of themselves (cuz I’m not) and sleep well 🫶 I swear the next few chapters are gonna be a bit more… exciting. (I’ma leave it there) quick poll tho.

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