Misunderstandings: Spideypool

If you ask me how I got this idea, I got it from this random spideypool tiktok that showed up on my fyp. I absolutely HAD to do this.

Also this is Andrew Garfield's spiderman, NOT TOM HOLLAND'S. Spidey and Deadpool are (around) the same age!

Peter P.O.V:

I landed on a building and pulled up the bottom part of my mask to catch my breath. Gasping for air, I held my chest and smiled. I loved being spiderman. Even though it was stressful and extremely dangerous, it filled me with a type of thrill nothing else could give me.

Pulling my mask back on, I dropped into the alleyway and shed my suit, stuffing it in my backpack. I leaned up against the brick wall and closed my eyes. Suddenly, there was a low growl and my eyes snapped back open. I looked down and my face fell. " Oh come on. We just ate like, " I checked my watch. " Shit. That was 7 hours ago? I'm starving. " I rubbed my rumbling stomach and threw my backpack over my shoulder and headed out into the busy streets.

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I munched happily on two large sandwiches outside the store when I heard sirens. 3 police cars sped down the street and I groaned. Quickly wrapping up what remained of my sandwiches, I took off down the street. Ducking into another random alley, I shoved my suit on and swung out, following the police cars.

When the cops stopped, I waited atop a rundown casino roof. Suddenly, my spidey-senses flared and I spun around. " Oh! Heyyy Spideyyy! " I deflated. " Deadpool. " I said in dismay. I could practically feel the cocky grin that bastard had on under all that red and black. " Awww, aren't you happy to see me? I thought we had something going, really. And you greet me like this!? I- "

" Shut up, Deadpool! " I snapped, turning around to watch the cops. " Damnnn, someone wasn't satisfied last night. What was it? Did they have a clown fetish or something? " I squeezed my eyes shut. Damn Deadpool and his poorly timed, inappropriate jokes. " No. Just leave me alone. I'm trying to do my job here. "

" Can I get a nameee? I can teach her a few things if you two aren't exclusive~ " He winked. I was so done with this guy. Not only had my sandwich time been interrupted by some lowlife criminal trying to take on a heist way too big for their current skill level, but now this perverted psycho is bothering me.

" There's no girl, Deadpool. " I spat, standing up and walking away. The cops had this one under control. There was an exaggerated gasp. " Wow, Spidey! I didn't think you swung that way! Don't worry. I won't tell~ " I whipped around. " W-What!? N-No! I-I, I don't- I haven't... I-It's not like that! T-There's no one! A-At all! "

The childish man giggled. " Doesn't sound like there's no one, Spidey~ Come on! Just a first name! Anything, pleeeeaseee? " I rolled my eyes. " Like I said, Deadpool, I'm not seeing anyone. Hell! I'm not even interested in anyone! " Deadpool's milky white eye pieces narrowed as he cocked his head.

" Are you sure about that? No one~? Not even a passing glance at anyone in the street? " I thought back. There was this one girl at the coffee shop that tried to hit on me, but she wasn't really my type. I saved this one lady from a burning building, she gave me a kiss on the cheek but I didn't feel anything.

Then I remembered this one guy. We were waiting in the grocery store line and he made a flirtatious comment. I had decided to entertain him and responded coyly. He had a short, barely-there beard, combed hair and god, scars just about everywhere. It was so hot. He got up in my face and made some less than PG rated comments and then I was called up to the register.

Thinking about the interaction made my heart flutter. " Well... There was this- Wait. Why am I telling you this? Leave me alone you fucking weirdo! " I stumbled back, cursing under my breath at my moment of weakness in front of-