The Eye Of The Beholder

Chapter 5: A Job

Spiderman

Wade has scars everywhere. I'm not trying to be mean about it, that's just fact. I slowly move my fingers over his rough skin. His big light brown eyes water slightly as I grin at him.

"Wow..." is all I can say.

"Spidey--" he mutters. I let go of his face.

"Peter Parker."

He nods, grinning with a devilish smile. "That's adorably nerdy."

"Shut up, Wade." I chuckle.

"It's cute, Petey." He laughs quietly. "You're blushing."

I punch him in the arm. "Shut up."

He laughs again as my face reddens. "So, seriously, this doesn't bother you?" He gestures to his face.

I shake my head, still smiling. "Of course not. If the voices think you're a monster then they're wrong."

"For real? You think that?"

"I know that." I'm certainly not lying. Wade has a perfect facial structure. Sure, he's got a lot of scars but that doesn't make him ugly. Hes got strong cheekbones, beautiful eyes, and a sculpted jawline. He's not a monster. Not in the slightest.

He leans forward and kisses me, right smack on the lips. I'm frozen. And no I won't let it go. Don't start with me...
I can't move. Alright, so I'm not complaining. Wade knows exactly what he's doing, 'cause that's one of the best kisses I've ever had but it was weird. I swear, I'm straight...right?

He finally pulls away. I open my eyes and the first thing I'm confronted with is a scared look in those brown eyes of his.

"Shit, Spidey...er...Peter....I'm sorry. I--"

"Wade," I say to calm him down. "It's okay. It wasn't bad." I laugh awkwardly.

Its awkward for a few minutes before I turn and find he's passed out on the couch. I chuckle to myself. It's almost 2:30am. I throw a blanket over him, put our plates in the kitchen, trudge my way to my room and flop down on my bed. The moment my head hits my pillow I'm out like a light.

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Deadpool

I wake up on the couch in Spidey's place. Shit...what did I do? I stare at my mask on the coffee table.

Watch. He's probably half-way to Mexico by now.

He's not like that. You know Wade was right for a change.

"Thank you, Logic. Plus, his lease probably won't be up for another few months."

He said he's leaving the country if Trump becomes president though.

Don't kid yourself. Trump is our best bet to make this country great again.

I swear. If I had a body, I'd punch you so hard.

I look over at the clock. It's almost 7am. I unconsciously slip my mask back over my face then go to look around Pete's apartment. I make my way to the kitchen and open every cabinet. Bisquick...ohhh pancakes sound good.

"Want some pancakes, guys?"

More than I want to shoot something? No.

Excellent choice.

I open the fridge and pull out the eggs and milk and prepare about half the box worth of pancakes. I open the freezer and find sausage.

"Score!"