wade x peter : only you

22; stitches

Peter slept at his appartement, still not having spoken to his parents after the argument. He woke up to the sound of his phone ringing, at 6:49am. Confused, he picked up, without looking who was calling.

"Hello?"

"Peter. Hi." Pops replied.

"Uhm, hey. Pops."

"I'm talking to Tony, okay. I don't know if he'll ever be 100% okay with it, but I'm trying."

"Tha- Thank you." He stammered.

"I just want you to be happy. Does Wade make you happy?"

Peter stopped for less than a second, but for what felt like ages. He took a deep breath in, thinking about everything. About Wade. And how much he cared about Wade.

"Yes. He makes me so very happy."

"Then that's all that matters to me."

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After hours of school, including three hours of math which nearly killed him, Peter was finally back home. The brunette decided to go on patrol, since he had the time and energy. He slipped on the spandex suit, and swung out of the window. Being spiderman was one of the only things that actually made him feel alive anymore, that and when he was with Wade.

He heard some commotion in an alley, a couple blocks away. The spider shot a web to a nearby building, and started swinging himself into the direction of the noise. He stopped on a roof that was really close to where the sound was coming from. Squatting down, he asked for Karen's help.

"Hey Karen, think you can zoom in for me on those guys there?"

"Ofcourse, Peter."

She zoomed in, and now he could clearly see what was actually going on there. There were three guys, robbing a lady around 24-27 years old (says Karen). After a couple more seconds of watching, he decided to improvise and entered the scene with the classic spiderman landing.

"Sup fellas!"

He nearly got stabbed by one of them, but managed to dodge just in time. He looked at the guy, very offended. He pulled the lady's bag out of the biggest guy's hands, and threw it to her. She immediately bolted, which he couldn't blame her for.

The spider was busy taking the second guy down, when a moving shadow on the roof got his attention. He looked up, which was a mistake. The third guy saw his chance. He felt a sharp pain in his side, and he folded from the intense amount of pain.

"Shit!" He yelled, frustrated.

Peter had trouble to keep standing up, and fighting off the third guy who was still going at it. Spots were clouding his vision. He stumbled, nearly falling down, when he saw the guy from the roof running down the alley. He let his eyes fall shut, the pain and exhaustion hitting him.

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The brunette opened his eyes to Wade holding him up, arm around him. Carefully, the Merc sat down on the ground, letting Peter lean fully against him for support.

"Hey." The spider whispered.

"Hi."

He tried to move and sit up, but hissed in excruciating pain. His hands moved to his side, immediately getting covered in blood.

"Shit. I got stabbed."

"Yeah. I'm gonna bandage it, and then at my appartement I'll sew it back up."

It wasn't too deep, and Wade dropped down the second he saw his boyfriend get hurt. So Peter would be fine, but he definitely needed stitches. Wade and Peter both knew he hated giving himself stitches, and had risked his overall health to avoid doing them in the past.