Fight like a Demon. Dance like a Spider.

Full Circle.

Wade

Wade entered the club, his hood drawn around his face. May looked elated to see him and rushed over at once, just wanting to make a fuss. But the demon hunter signalled for her not to do so and pulled her aside.

"Ms. May, I am very sorry to tell you thatI have found the demon but I have not been able to catch and neutralize it" Wade said, his voice was like gravel. "What does that mean?" May asked frantically. "I fought with him and he unfortunately had the upperhand, he ran and I ahave not been able to find him. I put it out there so other hunters will know but for this moment I feel like I should stay in Peter's proximity to protect him".

He needed to prove himself, he wanted Peter to fawn over his heroics and fall to Wade's feet in gratitude.

"Okay, okay. I think that would be for the best. You know, Pete is so naive and I just don't want him to get hurt" the club owner said. "And one more thing, ma'am. The demon turned out to be your security, Harry Osborne" The tall man admitted.

All the colour drained from her face and her eyes went wide, her mouth was agape and she seemed mournful. She braced herself on the nearby wall. "I'm sorry dear, this is just a bit of a shock for me right now" May said weakly.

If Wade had a heart, he was sure that it would be breaking right now. But he didn't. Well, he was sure that he didn't. No one could beas ruthless and talented as him with as many demons under his belt as he did with their sanity or humanity in tact. And the former had been ripped out of him a long time ago.

"I should go break the news to Pete" He said solemnly. So he can jump right into his barrel-sized arms. May nodded, too distraught to remember that Peter was supposed to be getting changed in the back room and Wade was going to see him there.

When the hunter got to where his delicious little prize was, he got a private show it would turn out.

Peter was wearing nothing but a bair of black boxers and a white button up that he was currently undoing the buttons of. It had taken a sec to get to this stage because a button snagged on the sweater thathe was wearing over it and he almist tripped, so here he was.

His brown hair was an untamed mess in a really desirable way, his cheeks were flushed and boy did he have a good body.

The larger man considered this a massive win. But out of no where Pete turned his head to look athim, his neck making an unnatural crack. His cheeks heated even further. "What the hell? Turn around" Peter demanded. Wade held his hands up and turned around, allowing the shorter male to get dressed.

Pete got into his costume and allowed Wade to turn around. "That was creepy man!" He berated. And the large man just smiled a dastardly little smile. Pete didn't know whether he should swoon or punch him but he was leaning towards the later.

"Couldn't help myself" He said cheekily. Peter huffed. "Whatever. Just say what you had to so you can get out" he demanded. So it would turn out that Wade was not as charming as he once thought that he was. "I need to talk to you about Harry"

Pete went cold.

A/N Sorry for the short chapter.