Natasha tied my neck tie. I was freakin out and couldn't do it right. "There you go." I took a shaky breath and nod trying to say thanks. "Don't worry about it." She smiled and went to the kitchen. I paced around the door. We were all in nice clothes. I told Wade to dress nice too. Steve put the hot plates of food on the table. "Hey." He called at me. I looked at him. I was so nervous. "It's going to be fine." I nod and swallowed. The knock on the door sent chills down my body. I grabbed the door handle and opened it. Wade gave me the friendliest and teethe smile he could. He was very nervous too. "You alright Spidey?" I nod and bite my lip as I dumb grin covered my face. He chuckled quietly. He grabbed my face and we kissed. I pulled away, feeling eyes on my back. I let him in. Tony and Steve shook Wade's hand. Wade and Clint fist bumped he kissed Natasha's hand. "Let's eat." Tony said. We all nod. To my left was Wade, beside him was Clint, then Natasha, then Steve, then Tony, then me. We ate some fancy food. That tasted good but you couldn't tell what you were eating. Wade and my dads mostly talk. Whenever I would be asked something I'd open my mouth but words wouldn't come out. Nat covered for me a couple times. Once we were done eating. Wade helped me with the dishes. I washed as he talked to me. "So do you think I did alright?" He asked me. I nodded. "Really are you sure?" I chuckled. "Yes, you did good. And you look very nice in that suit." I smirked. He looked at himself in it. "Fuck yeah I do." He smiled as I laughed. He grabbed my tie as I bite my lip. Our foreheads touched each other's. "The only down side is that it's gonna take a while to get out of it." I felt a blush cover my face as I looked at his hand on my tie. He leaned down and kissed me. I put my hands on his face as we kissed. It was so quiet in here you could only hear us breathing heavily. Someone coughed and we bumped heads. We looked to Natasha. "Dessert time." She said and grabbed the pie and whipped cream. We nodded. Wade looked back to me so excited. I smiled at the grown man acting like a 4year-old. We walked to the dinning room and we ate the pie in silence. Since Wade's mouth was full. It was late and Wade was leaving. "I'll walk you down stairs." I smiled at him. He nodded. He said his goodbyes. We walked out to the elevator. I was pushed up against the wall as we made out passionate. Wade's hand on my bum and my hands in his hair. The elevator dinged. He wiped his mouth. "Call me. When you get home." He nods and sends me a wink, which makes me bite my lip. The elevator doors close as he walks to his car. I take a deep breath and fix myself up. I walk back to the door. Everyone was waiting for me to get back. "So?" I asked and try to walk around. "Come sit down." Steve said sounding more Captain America-y the Steve roger-y. I quickly sat at the table. I scratched at my arm nervously. They were all just staring at me. I gave them a fake/forced smile. Steve went to say something then he closed his mouth. They exchanged looks. "It was a fine night, you should head off to bed." Tony said. I nodded and quickly went to my room. I brushed my teeth with only some pajamas pants on. My phone buzzed. I grabbed it.
WWW: I'm home. I miss you already, spidey baby *kisses*
I couldn't help but smile.
Me: I'm off to bed. Goodnight Wade. P.s. I miss you too. (:
WWW: Good night Peter. (;I laid in bed with the dumbest grin on my face. I blushed feeling embarrassed for feeling this way.
(A/N: I'm sorry this took waaaaaaaaaaaaaay tooo long to finish. Thanks for all the love. I'll try to update more but don't hate me if I forget)
(Update A/N; I'm sorry these have been so short too, I was looking back at the other chapter and they have like 1000 words or more but the last few have had like 700, the next chapter will have at least 1000, I promise.)
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FanfictionA superfamily fanfic. Focused on Spidey and Deadpool. Tony and Steve(Stony), Natasha and Clint (black eye? Hawk widow?) are in it too. I own none of the picture, full credit to who ever made them.