Totally Not In Love >Spideypool<

Selfish

Wades lips slowly kissed down Peters neck, the younger boy leaning his head away with a red face. "Wadeee! It's almost night now, I gotta go home!" He whined, pushing off of Wade the best he could.
"But it's so early for you to goooo" he whined like a baby, the slight roughing of Peter trying to separate sent a plastic object dropping to the ground. Pete was the first to notice, and finders keepers was what he was all about. He swooped down to grab it, smirking. "What's that?.. Pete-" Wade turned, noticing the hard drive in his hand. He tried swiping at it but Peter webbed him in the face, slipping his mask on and clicking the hard drive into the port on his wrist.

"What's wrong? Did I steal your porn drive?" He laughed, going silent as the video began to play on his lenses.
"God dammit, I gotta install a padlock or something on my pouches" he muttered to himself, "and even if it was my porn drive why would you wanna see it, something like that of mine can scar you for life" he tried to joke, but Pete's expression and silence showed he was anything but joking. He held his hands up in defense, thinking he'd be mad at him but Pete stood there with his shoulders slumped down. Disappointment. Not anger. Utter disappointment.

"Wade?" Peters voice cracked, already about to cry. Why did he think this was a good idea? Why would he think this at all? Wade slipped his mask back on too, in shame. Peters eyes darted between the files name; TaskMaster, and the video of Peter going home to aunt may. "You were going to sell this," he said, more of a statement with his weak voice. Wade stayed silent, Pete took out the hard drive and crushed it to plastic shards in his fist. He turned to jump off the building to return home, that was most likely no longer safe, but Wade again grabbed his waist. Wade froze there, holding him tightly and hugging his waist like a child while Peter struggled and kicked. Peter slowly stopped moving, only desperate cries and tears came from him. "Let GO!" He yelled desperately, but his legs were tired of kicking.

Wade pulled him down with a sudden force that snapped his webs, landing Peter on top of him again. "Pete, I wasn't gonna sell that. I mean it." Wade muttered, Pete backing off of him and sitting down.
"Yeah right." He spat bitterly.
"If I were a threat to you don't you think your spidey sense or whatever would've told you already?" He asked, Pete didn't want to rationalize though.
"It doesn't matter Wade! Even just having that with you, you could've gotten me killed! You could've killed my aunt may." He took his gloves off, which Deadpool raised his eyebrow out. He proceeded to take his web shooters off, running up to the edge of the building. "Let's see how much you actually care." He sent a glare flying at him before leaning back off the edge.

Wades adrenaline got sent through him, Pete began falling, some people below noticing him. He saw Wade dive down after him, considering the distance they were, he found himself wishing for Wade to save him. "PARKER!" Wade yelled, reaching out to him.