So the previous fanfic was sorta cheesy and I decided I should rewind the tape and begin from the time Peter was is high school and he met Wade and.... You'll see.
I'd also like to thank my cousin, Bella, for her support and her ideas, knowing that without her contribution, this fanfic would have been just another bunch of mismatched words.
Multumesc Alina, apreciez.
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Peter walked through the corridors of his school as he swung his backpack over his left shoulder. He was going home. He had a pretty annoying homework, but nothing that can't be done in an hour or so. The city had been quiet for over a year so maybe Spider-Man won't be needed too soon.
Today was Aunt May's Raspberry Cupcake Day. Peter reached home and got rid of his clothes. He stepped into the bathtub. The cold material pierced his senses to the point of getting goose-bumps. The water turned on extremely hot made up for it though, along with the fresh smell and pampering texture of the foam, as they enveloped Peter and he felt like he was in one of those stereotypical shower-gel commercials that praised their products way too much.
Another day passed by. But late in the night, Peter lay in bed and thought that there was something that all the days before had and this one missed.
Oh, right. Peter thought. That freak that's been following me, Wade. That's missing. But no sooner had he finished his thought than someone started throwing rocks at his window.
Pleasepleasepleasepleaseple- Fuck...
"What do you want now, Wade?" Peter whispered down at the blonde, handsome and a little over his head young man who was standing on the lawn at 4 AM, just as usual.
"I just wanted to ask you if it's okay to see you tomorrow after you finish classes." Wade hissed.
"You're gonna be there anyway so... Good night, Wade."
Peter slid the window back down and went to sleep.
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"Hey, frieend!" Wade's sing-song voice rang across the corridor that led outside of the school, into its front yard.
Ugh... Here goes...
As soon as Peter's personal space collided with Wade's, the blonde swung his arm around the boy's neck, but was peeled off immediately.
"Is there no way I can stop you? You've been stalking me for over a month now, what do you want?"
"I want us to be friends, Petey."
"Well, you're not off to a real good start."
Wade walked Peter home, not allowing one single moment of silence. When they reached the bus stop in front of Peter's house, Wade took his hands and said with a mock awe tone:
"I had a great time, baby boy... By the way... Here's something I got for you."
The blonde got a chocolate bar out of his pocket. It was big and expensive, by the look of it. This wasn't the first time Wade gave the boy gifts. He always did, be it on a more serious note or jokingly. And they were expensive gifts each and every time. Judging by the scruffy way Wade looked he probably saved months for the little symbols of his appreciation, and thinking about it just made Peter feel horrible for accepting them, but also he felt horrible seeing the sadness and pure disappointment on Wade's face that one time when he refused his giant teddy bear.
"Look, Wade... I really don't like you..." Peter said on a calm and warm tone. "I'm only taking your gifts because I felt horrible the last time I refused one from you. But that's all. Can you understand this?"
For just one moment, the blonde looked like he understood the whole situation and was just about to give in, when...
"Phhhhh, whaat?!" he said and laughed. "We both know that's not true, you love me. And I love you too!!! Yay, let's celebrate!"
Oh my God are you for real?
"No, Wade, go...!"
"C'moon! Why don't you invite me in, introduce me to your family, and then we can go upstairs and do whatever you like, then we can cuddle, or -- OH! I KNOW! We can do whatever you like AND cuddle at the same time, Oh Em Gee, it'll be sooo much fun!" he said and his words were accompanied by frenetic moves with his hands. Peter was about to blow up.
"Wade... Drop it!"
"But we can do so many thaaangs!"
"I said no, get away from me!" Peter shoved Wade away a few feet and the young man was startled. But also, consistent. He opened his arms and took a step towards Peter.
"Come ON! Let me --"
His sentence was cut short by a brutal punch that made Wade stagger a bit backwards and almost fall to the ground. When he straightened up and looked at Peter, his nose was bleeding heavily and tears were welled up in his deep azure eyes.
This time, Wade's expression was completely different. He looked scared, cautious, but mostly he looked... Emotionally hurt. Now this was some way Peter had never thought he would see Wade. Let alone feel miserable about it.
"Okay then." the blonde whispered, shielding his bleeding nose with the sleeve of his slightly worn hoodie. "I'll leave you alone." He turned around, but immediately faced Peter again and said through tears: "I'm sorry this is what you had to do to make me get it. Laters, babe..."
He pulled on his hood and walked away from Peter's house, his sobs dying out as he went farther and farther.
Seeing him go, Peter's heart sunk, but he was too proud of his temporary success in order to give it up right now.
Ah, well. Hopefully the night will help him sort everything out. Right now he was just tired. Lots of homework and... stuff...
