Keep Trying (FTM Peter Parker X Wade Wilson)

Getting a Suit

Peter was chasing a purse snatcher down the street, he didn't have anything on to hide his face but when he was walking to school he saw a man steal some woman's purse and his feet took off. He started jumping and flipping over people and stands and various other objects as he chased the thief.
The thief was like an Olympic runner, the man was pretty fucking fast. He kept throwing people and various objects down to try and trip Peter as he chased him. Peter jumped up on he wall and then flipped over in front of the guy. He then smiled and waved and the guy went for a punch, Peter dodged with ease and when the guy throw another punch he dodged as well. The next punch Peter caught and smirked as he said.
"You must be pretty desperate to purse snatch in the middle of the day in the heart of New York City."
The man sneered and went to kick Peter and he jumped up onto his shoulder and flipped off and then kicked his feet out from under him and snatched the purse out of his hand. The man ran off as he gave the purse back to the woman who had finally caught up to the two. Peter made a face and sighed as the woman thanked him and he ran off.
"Being a hero is harder than it looks."
Peter ran home, waved to aunt May and then immediately stashed himself in his room. He grabbed his notebook and started writing down various suit ideas.
"What colors should I do? Black? No, too dark. It should have something spider related."
Peter scrunched his face up cutely as he thought. He started drawing out a sketch and then stuck his tongue out in disgust as he ripped the page out and threw it into the wastebasket across the room.
"Blue? Yeah I like blue, how much blue though? It shouldn't all be blue. Maybe yellow? No too bright."
Peter continued this cycle until he finally came up with perfection hours later. A red and blue suit with a large black spider on the chest. He smiled, grabbed his bag and threw the notebook in it and ran out of his room.
"I'm going out aunt May."
"It's almost dinner time! Can't you stay to eat?"
"I'll eat when I get back, put it in the microwave for me?"
Aunt May put her hands on her hips as she stood in her apron and made a displeased face. Peter pouted and made a puppy dog face.
"Please aunt May."
Aunt May sighed and shooed him away, Peter grinned and left as he yelled goodbye. He ran down the stairs and out of the apartment building and directly into Wade.
"Oh sorry- Wade! What are you doing on this side of town?"
Wade instantly smiled upon seeing the boy.
"Oh me? Just walking, enjoying the scenery."
Somehow Peter didn't believe that.
"What about you cutie?"
"Just going shopping for..."
He stood on his tippy toes as he whispered in Wade's ear.
"A suit for Spider-Man."
"Spider-Man? Is that his name now."
Peter held his hands up.
"Don't go blabbing about it."
Wade held up three fingers.
"Your secrets safe with me, scouts honor."
Peter chuckled.
"Have you every been in the boys scouts."
"No."
Peter rolled his eyes and grabbed Wade.
"Come on, lets go."
The duo made their way around the city looking for spandex that they could use do Peter could make a suit. Once they got the cloth they went into a mechanics store.
"What are we doing here?"
Wade asked curiously.
"I'm making something for the web idea. I wonder what kind of material I should make it out of."
Peter thought as he rummaged through the store looking for parts. Once he got everything he needed he made his way out of the store and to his apartment building. Once they got there Peter went to walk inside but was stopped by Wade tapping his shoulder.
"Yes?"
Peter turned and rose a brow. Wade smiled and kissed the boy's cheek.
"We should hang out more, I really like being with you."
Peter turned beet red as Wade smirked devilishly, his blue eyes gleaming into Peter's brown ones. With that Wade walked off as Peter ran up into his room. He closed his door and covered his face as he calmed down, his heart racing. He smacked his cheeks and then sat down and started working on the suit.
He spent all night on the suit and when his alarm went off he squinted at it and watched as it screamed at him and then died.
"Fuck!"
Peter sighed loudly as aunt May yelled.
"Language young man."
Peter got up and trudged his way to his dresser and put on a blue sweater and some jeans and grabbed his book bag and walked into the kitchen. As he sat down aunt May put a plate of pancakes in front of him as she spoke.
"Long night."
"Yeah, lots of homework."
The boy said, mouth full.
"Did you finish it?"
Peter nodded and finished as he put his plate in the sink and waved as he left the apartment and made his way to school.