One Sticky Situation [Spideypool]

Ack the Start of Young Love

Peter bowed his head in embarrassment, waiting to be punched or laughed at. Instead, a pair of rough hands tilted his face up. Wade smiled and used his thumbs to wipe the tears off of Peter's rosy cheeks.

After each salty drop was gone, Wade lifted Peter's face to meet his own, in an inexperienced feverish kiss. Their teeth clacked uncomfortably, but after Wade guided Peter's face he deepened the kiss. The brunette blushed, and kissed Wade once more.

A few more gentle exchanged, and reality hit him like a brick wall, he just had a make-out session with his crush- his long awaited want. Peter, being the son of a rich man, was spoiled, and never really needed to wait. But the one thing money couldn't buy, was this....

Peter looked over at his suit. "Seriously, you can't just leave this laying out Wade...! What if my parents just came home, and 'Oh! Peter, why are you Spider-Man?' 'Oh I don't know... to be cool?' I don't want that happening." Peter scolded, as he put the suit away.

"Yeah yeah yeah... My parents wouldn't even care,"Wade sighed.

"Well, they're not the same people, obviously, or we wouldn't be in Stark Tower,"Peter retorted under his breath.

"What?! Am I not good enough for you?" Wade yelled, and took Peter by surprise.

"Wade what are-"

"Well, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, they say. Father like son, they say... Then I'm going to be a pretty terrible person, I get that! You don't need to cut open old wounds, Peter."

"I didn't mean it like that-"

"Well, I didn't have a choice, like you. I got stuck with the abusive alcoholics that conceived me, alright?!" He yelled, making Peter shudder.

"Well... I didn't choose for my parents to die, or for my Uncle Ben to die either! But, I had to deal with it. Little four year old Peter, tossed from agency to agency, foster to foster. Other kids were adopted, whereas I stayed time after time, until my parents picked me out. After that, I am bullied for being small, a nerd, a geek, a loser with two dads. People didn't care that they were superheroes, they just poked fun their relationship, and that if they were normal, I would still be in a foster home." Peter was quieter towards the end, and he could feel the tears dropping, and soaking his shirt,"I may not be abused, and ignored, but my emotional baggage, is just too heavy..."

Wade didn't know what to say,"I-I'm sorry for lashing out on you, I don't know why I really did, but if anyone bullies you, I know it sounds stereotypical, but I'll beat 'em up, 'kay?" He let out a small laugh, trying to lighten the mood. Wade then pulled Peter into a soft hug to console him.

Peter smiled weakly,"And, everybody has the power to change who they are, and who they want to be. You don't have to be like your parents, just make the right decisions."

"Well, I got a pretty good deal." Wade laughed.

"What?"

"I have a gorgeous, smart, rich, and wise boyfriend." Wade laughed.

Peter blushed,"Wait, I'm your boyfriend?"

"Well, yeah... Is that alright? I wouldn't want anyone else."

Peter blushed,"B-but what about all of those girls you kiss and flirt with?"

"Just a one time thing," Wade smiled,"they're nothing compared to you~!"

"Alright Mr. Casanova." Peter punched Wade's arm softly in a joking manner.

"Or maybe Romance Guru? Or Mr. Sexy~!"

Peter sighed,"What am I going to do with you?"

"Uh, take me on dates, kiss me, snuggle, hug me... The basics."

"Well, it's getting kind of late," Peter looked at his watch that read 10:45.

"Fine, but I didn't bring anything but what is in my school bag..." Wade admitted. In there were pink slips, detention slips, gym clothes, homework, text books, a phone, and a Deadpool suit.

"Well, you can take the guest room."

Wade pouted,"Why can't we cuddle?" he whined.

"One, this is kinda rushing into a relationship," Wade interjected.

"But, we've liked each other for a long time and stuff."

"Wade, even if that is true, what if my parents come home while we're sleeping?"

"I'm a highly skilled mercenary, I think I would hear them."

"And they are Captain America and Iron Man... You don't stand a chance."

Wade puffed out his cheeks,"Fine." He stomped into the room, and jumped in the bed.

An hour passed, Peter had slipped into a deep sleep. For a spider, he slept like a bear. Wade crept in, and smiled,"Cute." He thought of how he would get into the bed, but without waking up his counterpart.

He rolled Peter over, so he was touching the wall, and slipped in. Wade then took Peter into his arms, and snuggled up into him.

Peter smiled in his sleep, and mumbled,"Wade."

A few hours later Peter had woken up in a strong embrace, he fidgeted but he was only squeezed tighter. Almost like a brick wall smashing him, Wade rolled on top of him. He was still asleep, but Peter was too scared to move.

Wade rolled again, leaving Peter laying on his side, burrowed into Wade's old hoodie. It smelled like him, Mexican food, gunpowder, faintest touch of women's perfume, and the metallic smell of blood. He really needed to wash this... but, it was a dark red and black jacket, so it hid stains easily.

Peter saw the various scratches, and scabs scattered on just Wade's neck, and he winced at the thought of how he may have earned them. He wriggled out of Wade's chest, and cupped his face. He felt the extra heat radiate from the scars on Wade's cheek. He scooted a bit further up, and planted a sweet kiss on wade's forehead.

"Pttrr." Wade groaned as he started to wake up. Peter panicked, and played possum.

"Aww, I know..." He said to himself. He hugged Peter, then pecked his cheek,"Wakey wakey, sweetie." Wade poked Peter, then tried to give him a wet willy.

"What the hell!" Peter squealed.

"I love you~! If you loved me, you wouldn't care."

Peter sighed,"Get up."

"Fine." Wade literally rolled off the bed, making a loud thud at contact.

"Idiot."

"But I'm your idiot~!"

Peter sighed,"Out, I need to get dressed."

"But we're dating!" Wade whined obnoxiously.

"Still." Peter hissed as he made a petty attempt to push Wade.

"Mister Wade, do you need to be escorted out?" Jarvis threatened.

"Geez are you stalking us?" Wade laughed as he walked out of the room.

"No, it is my job." Jarvis answered mater-of-fact-ly.

"Killjoy."
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Edited as of April 27 2015