Unexpected

Chapter 10:

(3) Five times Jason surprised the Avengers and one time they surprised him

Peter was more excited to get to the tower than usual. Which was something that he never thought could happen.

He loved the tower. It was his getaway from reality. Mr. Stark could hold him captive and Peter would never complain.

The only thing better than the tower was the people living in it. Meaning, the Avengers. Never in his life did Peter think he would be this lucky.

Especially because it seemed like they tolerated him. They treated Peter like he was one of them.

It was nice. Peter could admit, to feel like he belonged somewhere.

"You're going to love him." Mr. Stark promised a wide smile stretched on his face. The man still had his sunglasses on but if he took them off, Peter knew that they would be sparkling with joy and excitement.

This was how Mr. start usually acted when he was in the lab with Peter. The man was so happy.

And it was all because of the newest person living in the tower.

He still didn't know the mystery man's name. Mr. Stark never mentioned it. Peter wouldn't be surprised if it slipped his mind. Just like Peter, Mr. Stark talked fast. Every word coming out of his mouth was praise about the guy. It made him sound so cool.

Peter couldn't wait to meet him.

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He blinked before turning his head to look at his mentor questioningly.

Mr. Stark rubbed the back of his neck, "He's been working hard these past few days." He said fondly, "I should've expected him to be beat."

Peter processed the image in front of him.

There was a muscular guy who looked two- maybe three?- years older than him passed out on the kitchen table. He had dark curly hair that had a streak of white. Peter wondered if that was a new trend. And, even if it wasn't, the guy pulled it off. The surface of the table had papers littered all around it.

Peter tried to read the words on the paper, but a majority was scribbled out. He internally groaned. He wanted to know what the teen was researching.

"Jason's been working on finalizing a project for Stark Industries. He came up with it himself, and when we presented it to the board, they loved it." Mr. Stark smirked, "Once this project is finalized so many lives will be helped."

"What sort of project is it?" Peter asked, wanting to know more. His brain was running through a million possibilities.

The project had to be good. Better than good! Especially if Mr. Stark was letting a teenager work with SI to finalize it. Peter needed to know what it was.

But Mr. Stark didn't say a word to answer his question. Instead, the man looked right past him. "Why don't you ask Jason yourself?"

The room was silent for a few seconds. Peter turned to the table just in time to see Jason open one eye, revealing pretty blue-green eyes.

Jason sighed, straightening up as he stretched his arms. "How long have you known?"

"From the moment you woke up."

The teen frowned, scrunching his eyebrows. "I must be losing my touch."

Now that Jason was sitting up, Peter realized how tall he was. He had to be at least 6'2.

Peter pouted. That was so unfair. How can Jason be 6'2, muscular, and smart? Before he could stop himself, Peter blurted out "How old are you?"

Jason and Mr. Stark stared at him before glancing at each other.