#1 STOPWATCH

Chapter 73

" Guys. Totally dick move on your part. Why didn't you tell me about Peter? What are you there for? I'm blaming you for not telling me. I don't have time to go back and read over my fics. I already have to keep track of what's going on with my comics, and my pop references aren't going to magically appear in my mind if I don't pay attention to what's going on in the world. Fiction or not. You know I have a lack of appearance in the comments section but you could have given White a message."

[ Oh sure. Cause Swiss cheese brain here is so well known for his remembering skills. Say White! What did we have for breakfast?]

( Um... Nothing?)

[ No. Pancakes. Pancakes just like we have about every other day of our lives.]

( That was my second guess!)

[ Oh sure it was. Just like egg Mcmiffin would have been your first guess.]

( Exactly...... Wait.)

Yellow roles his non existent eyes. [ My point proven. ]

Wade just shakes his head as he brings his unconscious Spider closer to his body.

" You better wake up soon. Your driving me insane Peter. I don't know if your alright. You could have just have been put in a coma. Or injected with some poison or something. You can't leave. Not now. It wouldn't be fair." Wade says to Peter. His hand playing with soft brown locks.

Peter remains still in his position brought up to his Soulmate's chest from where he had been moved to the bed.

" You should have told us Petey. Could have maybe helped you. You should know we would never think badly of you. I love you. I wouldn't ever not love something about. You are perfect in every way. I owe you so much. I'm in such a debt with the fact you can stand looking and being around us, much less saying you love us. For willingly being so intimate with me. For putting up with my crazy. Even though I'm pretty sane and mellow in the fic.-

( Don't you guys just wait for some of the future pieces. Sane is not our middle name. Not to mention how many times fic was autocorrected to say dick in that sentence there lol.)

-And clean. That's odd. But then again the author is a little OCD. My place isn't super pristine clean by any means. It's well lived in but at least it doesn't have micro ecosystems like past living situations. Whether the cause was because of my or just the shitty state the place was in when I got there is up for debate."

Peter doesn't respond in anyway way besides that of simply breathing.

Wade sighs. " Why didn't you trust me? What did you think would happen if you told me. How long have you been forced to be under the control of your own body? "

( That sounds like an odd sentence.)

[ But your point is understood ]

" Shut up." Wade responds half heartedly to the boxes.

" I thought you would hate me once you saw what kind of real animal of nightmares I am." Peter whispers ever so quietly in Wade's arms.

The mercenary almost flinches in surprise when his boy speaks. He instead holds the brunette impossibly closer to his chest in relief.

" You're not a monster Peter. I'm a monster." Wade says. " You don't like killing, you don't do it for entertainment and payment. You do it because you have to. I know you Spidey. You hate killing. "

" But I do like it. Their fear. It smells so good. So intoxicating. It makes me crave hunting even more. Spider-Man doesn't kill. He doesn't kill because he can't. I don't want him to fall victim to being poisoned by the animal. I wanted his image to stay pristine. I wanted them all to be separate. That's why I don't like killing. I was afraid it would push me over the edge.

( Not the good kind of edge...)

" It's okay Peter. You can't control this-"

" But I was! I was for so long. It had been so long between my last accident before I finally snapped. I was too hungry. I was starving in so many ways." Peter cries.

[ physically through food and the blood that gives him energy. ]

( And through his emotions and soul he was starving himself of attention and love.)

[ And yet he so willingly gave it away.]

( And almost never received.)

" Shh. Just be quiet for now. Just sleep. You where out for a long while."

" How long?" Peter asks.

" Eight hours or so. It's about one in the morning. You have classes tomorrow, you should rest. " Wade coaxes. His hands calmly run up and down Peter's back. The soothing sensation relaxing the arachnid.

" I hear someone else's heartbeat. Who's here?" Peter asks quietly.

" Max. I injured her and she couldn't move. I just left her in the living room. " Wade responds.

Peter tenses slightly, his demeanor slightly hostile at the mention of the shifter. " You should have made her, that thing leave. " Peter says bitterly.

" Injured her spinal cord Petey. I didn't want to leave you to drag her outside. Besides, if she leaves and goes back to the avengers then every one finds out or becomes suspicious of what's going on. She things she can heal from it but I have my doubts. Might as well cherish this time before it's taken away. " Wade responds by holding the arachnid lovingly.

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