Spideypool One Shots (ON HOLD)

Love-Hate

Summary: Spiderman and Deadpool have a love hate relationship. (written by me)

Peters POV

I felt a gentle breeze pass my face as I walked through the city, my hair whipped around slightly in my hood. As I looked down I noticed that the zipper on my sweatshirt had opened a little bit, revealing my blue and red suit. "Shit" I murmured as I zipped my sweatshirt up the rest of the way and kept walking.

After a couple minutes of walking I felt my pocket to make sure my mask hadn't slipped out of it, I had to keep it hidden to secure my identity. But when I put my right hand in my pocket, I felt nothing. Quickly, in a panic I felt around, my blood rate was raising as I grew frantic. Turning around and running down the street I spotted something, rather someone in the corner of my eye. A man stood on top of a small Starbucks building, wearing a red and partially black spandex suit and dangling the mask in one hand. He taunted me as I yelled, but my efforts were useless because he just laughed and yelled "if you want it, meet me behind the building" even though he was wearing a full face mask, I could sense the wink that he sent my way. "Just throw it down here!" I whined, I can't let people see us like this.

After about 10 minutes of arguing I decided to just give up and meet him behind the building. "What the fuck is wrong with you dude?" I yelled at him, my blood boiling at the sight of him holding onto that mask, my mask. "Well I saw you drop it and uh" he trailed off as he tried to fit it over the mask he was already wearing "I thought it'd be comfortable- SHIT" he yelled as he took off my mask, his coming off with it. Quickly, he raised his hands up to his face and attempted to cover himself. "Look Deadpool I've seen your face before, no need to get all scared I know exactly who you are and what you look like" I said, rolling my eyes at his childish attempt to hide his face from me. "And you've seen way more then just my face" he loudly whispered, pointing down to his junk and laughing. "Oh yeah those were the days" he chuckled, still holding onto both of our masks. "I fucking hate you so much." I said, my teeth gritted and my voice deep. "I think you mean loveeee" he got closer to my head and moaned, then began to walk off. As he walked back he held his hands up in a heart sign and smiled. "Wait where the fuck are the masks?" I practically yelled as he kept walking. "Check your pocket lover boy" he murmured so quietly I almost didn't hear him, but thanks to the alley way being empty his words echoed off the walls and were loud enough for me to hear them.

I felt in my pocket and sure as hell there were two masks in there. "You idiot, you forgot yours!" I yelled, throwing it on the ground and turning to walk off. He ran up behind me and picked it up before slipping it back on and yelling "i just wanted your scent on it baby!" I hate him so fucking much.

Despite that ordeal, my day had to go on and that meant going out at night and patrolling the city. The sun was already setting, so my time started soon.

Swinging around on buildings with spider webs and trying to avoid hitting anything was a very hard task actually. Everyone seemed to romanticize it but it's not the easiest job in the world, especially when you have to deal with annoying villains. The city began to calm down and it seemed like almost everything came to a stop for a bit, it was silent and nice.

Until I heard his voice.

"Spidey babe! Peter Par-" he managed to speak before I was covering his red spandex clad face with my left hand. "Can you please shut the fuck up? You know I can't have my identity leaked" I spoke, looking to make sure no one else was around but we were on a rooftop so there was no way anyone could've heard his words. "Jesus calm down, no ones gonna hear us up here, that's why it's the perfect place" he spoke, lifting up our masks and roughly kissing me.

"Wade stop" I said, pulling back from the kiss and glaring at him. "Come on Peter you know you liked it" he said, stepping close to me again and grabbing my hand. We've had a thing for the last few months but I didn't feel like I could do it anymore, I want love not a fuckbuddy. "Wade" I spoke, my voice sounding broken and quiet as I mumbled the words you never want to say to someone you love. "I-i can't-" but I was cut off by him asking that question that I'd been waiting for for what seemed like forever. "Will you be my boyfriend?" He asked, holding up a ring pop in one hand and grabbing my right hand with his other.

"Umm jinx?!" I said smiling, I didn't have the heart to tell him that I was about to end things. "So is that a yes or?" He took his mask off, then took mine off as well. His brown eyes met mine and for a second time seemed to stop. Everything was going in slow motion as I stared at his beautiful face. "Yes" I said, and he immediately pulled me in for a kiss. It was so passionate, not like the ones we've shared before.

"I love you Peter" he said, his voice growing husky as he tugged at my hair. His mouth moved down to my neck, kissing all over it and leaving little purple marks everywhere. "I love you too Wade" I moaned as he kept peppering my neck with kisses. "W-wade stop, not here" I moaned as he tried to take my shirt off, but his actions came to a halt when I said stop. "Okay yeah cause you can just let me leave and walk around like this" Wade said, pointing down at his prominent erection. "You'll be fine babe" I laughed, and then added "meet me at my apartment in 10". I swing off into the night, racing to get back to my apartment and finish what we started.

A/N I know these things are annoying but was that good? bad? Please please please give feedback it helps me become a better writer. Also if I made any mistakes don't be afraid to correct me :)