"Do you want to come inside?"
"What?" Wade looked at him in surprise, before seemingly composing himself.
"I.. I asked if you wanted to come inside.."
"No can do."
"Why?"
"I.. Because, then I'd have to take off my helmet. It's rude to wear a helmet in someone else's house."
"Do you even take it off at school?" Peter had never seen Wade without the helmet. Though, granted, Peter had only known Wade for about two days.
"School is a different matter entirely, baby boy. I'm not gonna just go in your house with this thing on-"
"You could. I never said you had to take it off. And, you... You've done a lot for me. I'd like to repay you somehow." That being said, Peter didn't really know how he would repay him. Hanging out with Peter seemed kinda lame, if he was being honest with himself. If he were Wade, he would've laughed in his face.
"Repay me?"
"W-Well, y'know, you... You've given me a ride... Twice, now. Not to mention what you did today. And, I've just been..."
'An asshole?' His mind supplied.
"A jerk..." He finished with a sheepish shrug.
"Awh, you haven't been a jerk, baby boy. I understand. I wouldn't wanna hang out with me either."
"But, I do! Why do you think I'm..."
Peter groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. Wade was probably smirking under that visor, just watching him struggle with his words. But, it was true. Peter did want to hang out with Wade. There was something about him that just wasn't... Normal. And, Peter didn't know what it was about that, but he wanted more of it. He wanted more of that in his life, wanted more of it in general. Because, sure, Peter's life wasn't exactly ordinary, but, so far, Wade added more flair.
"Why do you think I'm trying to invite you over? To hang out with you. You don't have to take off your helmet if you don't want to and my aunt doesn't come home until seven. It's a Friday and I just thought... I-If you have nothing better to do-"
"You're serious."
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Peter looked at him in confusion, a bright blush spreading over his cheeks. And, yet, Wade still seemed very skeptical. Sure, Peter couldn't see it in his face, but his body language was very vocal.
"L-Look. If you don't want to, fine. That's- Whatever. I wouldn't want to hang out with a nerd like me, either. But, if you change your mind, the door's unlocked."
"That's not very safe."
"Then, I guess you'd better protect me. Otherwise, you're not a very good knight, now are you?"
"Why you little-"
"The choice is yours, Wade."
