wade x peter : only you

6; coffee and realizations

After Peter's phone started ringing again, for the fourth time, he finally opened his eyes. He sat up straight, and rubbed his eyes. With his hands he looked around for his glasses, and when he finally found them, saw on his phone that 'dad' was calling.

"Oh shitshitshit." He mumbled, with panic in his voice.

Grabbing for his phone, it slipped out of his hand and hit the floor.

"Shitshitshitshit."

He finally managed to pick up.

"Hello?" He said, with a. cranky grumble of a voice.

"Peter Benjamin Parker why have you not been picking up my calls?" Tony practically yelled.
"I have been calling for 45 minutes!"
He heard Steve's comforting words in the background.

"Because dad, I was sleeping and it's -"
He stopped and looked at the time in his phone.

"It's 7:30 am." He said, practically crying.

"On a SUNDAY." He sighed.

"Peter Benjamin Parker just get to the tower, as quick as you can." Tony sighed.

"What're you full naming me for?" Peter asked, a little scared at this point.

"Just get here." Tony said.

"But eat something first!" Steve yelled in the background.

Tony hung up. Thousands of things went through Peter's mind of what he could've possibly done, but he couldn't quite figure it out. After getting dressed in his clothes from yesterday, and quickly taking his meds, he sprinted out the door on the way to Stark Tower.

Scanning his key card to get in the still closed, empty building, Peter walked over to the elevator. When he finally made it to the living room floor, he was having a slight panic attack, scared out of his mind.

The doors opened and he walked into the living room, seeing his dad and pops sitting at the dinner table.

"Morninggg." Peter said, acting nonchalantly.

"Peter we need to talk." Tony said.

"Mhm, yeah, mhm, but i need my coffee first." Peter mumbled, walking over to the half full coffee pot and pouring himself a still warm but not boiling hot cup of coffee.

"Peter you might want to sit down." The voice of reason spoke first.
"This is important, you shouldn't take it lightly."

The spider sat down across from both of his parents, his knees pulled up to his chest, warming his hands to the cup of coffee.

"So what's up?" Peter said softly.

"We saw you with Wade Wilson kid." Tony said, after a long sip of coffee.

"Is that all?? Jees, you made me feel like I accidentally murdered someone or some shit." He said annoyed.
"So what about Wade?" Pete asked.

"Peter. He's not a good person." Steve said.

"What? He's nice. What's wrong?"

"He's a mercenary. He kills people for money." Tony said, coldly. Steve watched as the arachnid froze, his body tensing up.

"What?" Peter just repeated, his lip trembling.

Steve slid over a few papers, kept together in a file. Peter opened it and read every single word written. Wade was only a year older than him, abusive family, diagnosed with cancer. Everything seemed like a classic hero origin story. That was- until he got to all of the man's charges. He took in a sharp breath .