Peters pov the next morning.I woke up. I felt arms around me. I realize Deadpool and I were spooning. I was about to throw myself off the bed. It was comforting. It was only 6 a.m. a little more sleep wouldn't hurt.
" Oh my god. Pete get up now!" I couldn't tell whose voice it is. I open my eyes to see my uncle Clint's face.
" What the hell are you doing here." I mumble. I'm still half asleep .
" Well your dad said you weren't waking up to Friday. So he sent me. He almost went himself luckily not". I rub my eyes and sit up. I feel Deadpool's arm fall off me.
I realize my uncle sees me. Deadpool is in the same bed as me. I start to panic.
" It's not what it looks like. He was sick. So I let him stay. He insisted I stay in the bed. So I did this just of happened when we fell asleep." I tell my uncle quickly. He chuckles.
Deadpool sits up." Thats not how I remember it." I hit him.
" How do you remember it." My uncle asks.
" Hmm I'm starting to remember Spideys version." He mumbles remembering my wrist.
My uncle shakes his head." We didn't do anything." Deadpool says quickly. I nod agreeing.
" Yea we are just friends." I say. Some part of me hated that phrase. 'Just friends.' Do I want to be more. He loves someone else though.
" Well anyway Deadpool. If we weren't online friends I would of killed you. That's my nephew. So get the hell out." Deadpool nods and pulls his mask on. He then teleports away.
I look at my uncle guiltily." He has Hanahaki." My uncle mumbles. I nod.
" He told you."
" Um yea. I don't know who. I'm helping him get the courage to ask him out." My uncle smiles and messes up my hair.
I get ready. I walk into the kitchen and make some toast.I feel a small buzz in the back of my head. I turn around quickly. I see my father. His coffee cup then shattered on the ground.
" Morning dad." I say and turn back to making my toast. I was smiling. I was wearing a jacket still even though it's hot out.
" Hey Pete. You want a ride to school. You can walk. If you want." He says nervously. He was afraid of messing things up with me again. I'm in to good of a mood so I agree. He's in shock.
We are in the car together. My dad plays ACDC. I smile he's singing to the song.
" Hey dad. I'm sorry I run. It's just an addiction. I have the need and I just do it." I say suddenly. We use to be so close. I missed the closeness. He turns off his music.
" You want to skip school. Pops is off on a mission. We can watch horror movies and eat
ice cream." The idea doesn't sound horrible.I nod. I know schools important. I have straight A's. I know someone who will get my homework for me. I send him a text.
I smile and turn towards my dad. I smile a genuine smile. He laughs and messes up my hair.
" What kind of ice cream." I ask in playful tone.
" The best kind." My dad says
" Mint chocolate." We both say at the same time smiling. I knew nothing could ruin today.
Deadpool's pov.
Im watching the golden girls. A normal hump day. I hear my phone buzz. Someone messaging me. Who could could it be. I decide to ignore it. I'm not working today.
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A trail of flowers ( spideypool)
FanfictionHanahaki is a wasting disease It eats always at a person insides and chokes them all at once. Usually caused by a broken heart or unreturned feelings Sadly there is only two documented cures for this sad and rare disease. The victim has the flowers...