Spideypool One Shots (ON HOLD)

Peter Has A Boyfriend

Not mine, credit to Etilevram on deviant art.

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Steve leaned back on the couch as he flipped through the New York Times, lounging before he had to go out and get some groceries for dinner. Tony jogged down the stairs and into the living room, bending over and giving his husband a quick kiss on the cheek before heading over to the kitchen.

"Have you woken up Peter, yet?" Tony asked, skimming through the fridge for the butter. Steve shook his head.

"He doesn't have to be at school for another hour, so I thought I'd let him sleep in."

Tony suddenly narrowed his eyes, pursing his lips as he buttered his bread. "Y'know I'm getting a little suspicious, Steve," he said abruptly.

Captain America glanced up, looking concerned. "What for?"

"Well, ever since that Wade Wilson kid came up to our front door asking if Peter had his backpack, I've been a little curious about what's going on."

Steve laughed, catching Tony off guard.

"What? You don't respect my parenting?" he snapped indignantly, entering the living room and sitting down at the couch with his toast beside his husband. Steve shrugged, smiling.

"I just think it's cute that you think one boy is going to change anything. I mean, he could just be a friend?"

"Yeah, but a friend who keeps leaving his stuff here? I mean, when does he even come in the house? What the hell?"

Steve chuckled. "You're just overreacting. Why don't you just go wake up Peter, and ask him?"

Tony sighed, finishing his toast. "Yeah, I guess," he mumbled, standing up and heading back upstairs. He reached his son's door, and pushed it open. "Peter, it's time to get-" Tony froze with his hand still on the knob, eyes wide in shock with what he saw. That damn Wade Wilson was lying sprawled across Peter's bare chest, both of them in their boxers. Peter lay there, frozen in horror. Wade was still asleep.

"D-Dad!" he exclaimed. "G-good morning!"

"Hm...?" Wade mumbled, lifting his head to blink at Peter. "Mornin' puddin' pop!" he chuckled, but the look his boyfriend gave him made him pause and glance over his shoulder. "Oh. Hi Mr. Stark."

"STEVE!" Tony snarled, forcing himself not to throw himself on the idiot and rip him apart for taking advantage of his son. "Steve, get up here right now!"

"What's wrong?" Steve asked worriedly as he bounded up the stairs. He froze beside his husband, staring into Peter's room. "Oh."

Wade tightened his grip around Peter's chest. "Well, now. This is awkward."

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"I want him DEAD!" Tony snarled, shooting a finger at Wade, who was leaning against the wall beside Peter, with his hand curled around the boy's waist. "And take your hand off my son!"

"He's my boyfriend," Wade retorted, shrugging. "I can do whatever I want." He smirked. "Like this..." He reached over and gave Peter a light kiss on the lips, a mischievous look in Wilson's eyes. Tony nearly exploded.

"HE'S ASKING FOR IT, STEVE! I'LL KILL HIM!" Steve had to keep his hands on Stark's shoulders to keep him still.

"Tony, calm down," he tried to assure his husband. "Peter's at that age where he can start dating and doing this stuff, now."

"Sixteen is not that age!" Tony spat. Before anyone could say anything else, Peter stepped forward and out of Wade's reach.

"Dad," he said firmly. "I'm sixteen. I have a boyfriend. You can't keep me from seeing him."

"Yes I can," Tony retorted stubbornly. Peter glared at him.

"No. You can't. You have to let me go, Dad. I can handle myself. I'm not going to be stupid, okay? You have to trust me."

Tony let out a defeated sigh, looking lost. "But why him?" he complained. Wade scoffed.

"Excuse me, sir, but I find that offensive."

"I don't care what you find it," Tony grumbled, glaring at Wilson. Steve rolled his eyes, smiling calmly at his son.

"It's okay, Peter. I trust you. You can go out with Wade." He paused, shooting a suspicious look at the boy. "As long as you guys don't have sex. I'm okay with anything but sex."

Peter's face grew red. "P-Pops! I'm not g-gonna have sex!"

Tony narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. "Then what was last night? Why were you both naked, huh?"

Peter frowned. "We weren't naked, we both had our boxers on."

"And we were just making out. It was pretty hot," Wade cut in.

"Alright, that's enough out of you," Tony growled. He turned to Peter. "No more secret sleepovers, got it? You have to have our permission before he just sneaks in through the window, okay?"

Peter sighed. "Fine. Now can we go to school now?"

Steve smiled. "Of course."

Peter grinned and grabbed Wade's hand, pulling him out of the house and away from his parents. Wade blinked.

"Well, that could have gone worse."

Peter laughed. "Yeah, my dad could have put on his suit and uni-beamed you to California."

Wade laughed, but it quickly lowered into a nervous chuckle. "Eheh... Yeah."