Spider-Man Oneshots

Misinterpreted

"Heeeyyyyyyy, Spidey!"

Peter groaned. He was too tired today to keep fending off Deadpool. Sure, he was funny, and nice, and pretty awesome in general, but he was clearly pretty interested in Peter, and Peter had admitted to himself that he had a tiny crush on Wade, but he didn't act on it because he was seventeen. He was not legal.

Still, he turned around. "Hey, Wade."

Wade pouted, you could see it through his mask. "Why do you sound so upset, Spidey?"

Peter, too nice to blatantly tell Wade to stop flirting, tried hard make his voice sound peppy. "I'm not! Staring out at the city and waiting for crime to happen is a bit boring, though. Some of it may have gotten into my voice."

Wade teasingly stepped up to the edge of the building and squinted, cupping his hands around his eyes. "I don't see any crime!"

He turned back to Peter. "I'll give you something to do." His voice sounded evil. Wade has a voice for every emotion.

Then, wade turned back to the city and jumped off the tall building. Peter reacted quickly, grabbed the ledge and sticking his hand to it and throwing the rest of his body over the edge. Due to his hand, he stuck to the roof and landed on the side of the building. He used his free hand to shoot a web and catch Deadpool, who was still falling. Unlike whenever else he would catch someone, he made no move to make sure Wade did not hit the side of the building after being caught.

Peter crawled back onto the top of the building and pulled Wade up. As soon as Wade made it to the top, Peter said, "fuck you." And swung away.

The next day on patrol, Wade approached Peter again. "Sorry about yesterday, Spidey. I was bored, you were bored, it was something to do!"

Peter laughed. "You're all good, DP."

Wade sat next to Peter on the edge of the building.

"Baby boy? Did you know I can totally see your abs through your suit? You are fucking edible, baby boy."

Peter blushed, but his mask hid it and he hit Wade on the arm.

"I gotta go," Peter excused himself. "Gotta, stop crime and stuff, y'know."

Peter stood up and walked to the other side of the building. The last thing he heard before swinging away was Wade muttering to himself, "damn. That ass tho."

Peter may or may not have blushed through the rest of patrol.

That weekend Peter did not go on patrol, as he and Tony and Bruce had been holed up in the lab all weekend. Even though he was exhausted on Monday, he went on patrol. He was tired, didn't even take the time to be sarcastic with the criminals or Karen, and really just wanted to sleep.

In summary, he was not in the mood for Wade's shit today.

So, naturally, Wade showed up.

"I missed you baby boy! Where's your sweet ass been?"

"Not today, Wade," was Peter's only response.

"C'mon, baby boy! I haven't seen you in ages!"

"Wade, stop flirting with me! It's not okay, I told you no, but you keep doing it! Just stop! It's creepy!"

Wade's look turned sour. "I understand. I'm SO SORRY for being pansexual."

Peter's eyes widened. He yelled after Wade's figure jumping across rooftops.

"Wade! That's not what I meant! Wade!"

Sighing in defeat, Peter sat back down on the edge of the rooftop. He reassured himself by remembering that he had offended Wade before, and Wade always forgot within two days.

Three weeks later, he still had not caught a glimpse of Wade on patrols. He really was sorry, and had texted Wade many times, but Wade had blocked his number. As much as he didn't think he would, Peter really missed Wade. He missed Wade's crude jokes, he missed Wade's awful flirting, he missed Wade's cheesy nicknames, he even missed Wade occasionally slapping his ass in front of reporters, causing them to trend on Twitter. He had never ever admitted that he didn't actually mind it when Wade slapped his ass in public, and now he might never get the chance. He missed Wade so much.

Although, every day on patrol he would feel a pair of eyes on him. His Spidey-sense never went off, so they didn't mean danger, but he could feel them. Whenever he checked, there was nothing.

It had been a month since Peter had seen Wade. He missed him so much, but he was slowly accepted that he would never see him again. He was reminiscing while sitting on the same roof he always did, wishing he could see that red and black suit again. He heard sirens and jumped off the roof, swinging towards the noise that flooded his ears. He dropped to the ground, landing in the superhero position.

"Damn, that really is hard on the knees."

Peter ran over to the cops, discovering that it was an active shooter opening fire on an elementary school. He didn't waste any time rushing in and towards the screaming. He quickly found the shooter in a room full of kids and was glad to find none of the kids had been hurt yet.

"Hey, Mr. Criminal! Leave the kids alone! Shoot the spider instead!"

The shooter span around with a look of pure rage on his face, the gun still held tightly in his hands.

"Gladly Spiderman! I will shoot you dead, shoot the children, then myself! You will all be my slaves in the afterlife!" (This is something actually thought someone thought would happen if they killed people)

Peter jumped into action, running towards the shooter. He heard the shots rang out and felt the bullets rip through his chest but he didn't stop. He webbed the gun away and used his super strength the break it in half. He pushed down on his web shooters and used all of his webbing to take down the shooter. He did a quick glance around the room to see the kids start to come out of their hiding spots. They were pointing and staring at his chest, which he was only starting to feel. He ran out of the room and out of the school. There were reporters and police outside who started screaming at him, asking what was going on and trying to get him to come over for medical treatment. He ducked away from the crowds and ran to an alleyway, not looking at who was there.

"Spidey boy? What are you doing here?"

Peter looked up, letting out a soft whimper as his suit started turning crimson.

"H-help"

Wade rushed over, trying to help Peter to the ground.

"Should I even help you? You are a homophobic piece of shit!"

Wade grabbed for Peter's mask and tore it off before Peter could stop him, gasping when he saw his face.

"You're a homophobic minor!"

Peter shook his head, trying to keep his breathing even and his eyes open. Wade stumbled back for a moment, making Peter lose more blood by accident.

"You're just a minor who was trying to stop me from flirting with you?"

Peter nodded weakly, a small smile flooding over his face. He let his eyes droop down, and he fell unconscious.

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A/N: Hello! It's Maddie, here to show you this first chapter me and Jayden did together! He wrote the romance, because I'm terrible at it, and I wrote the angst because he's terrible at it! (sorry Jayden, but everyone knows how you feel about angst) Hope you enjoyed!

A/N: sup mothers and fuckers it's Jayden. Me and Maddie wrote this chapter together as she said ^^ and she's right, I do suck at angst, cause I hate it very very much. If you liked it great, if you didn't like it fuck off!