Everything is Red

Chapter 16 - The Walk Home

"Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did? Again!" Peter said looking at Deadpool who still stood with his back against the door like he was barricading the door.   Rubbing the back of his neck with a small chuckle he tilted his head in confusion.

"Why Spidey surely I don't know what you mean." Deadpool laughed again while he walked towards the bed that Peter still sat on slightly hunched over in pain.  Peter turned away from him and looked out the window in front of him letting out a long sigh. Of course, Peter knew that he would need to come up with some kind of distraction to get him out of the hospital but he was thinking something less destructive than this.  Bruce is not going to be happy when he snaps out of it, let alone Tony. I don't know who I'm more afraid of at this point, I thought that he might go just get me a disguise or something!  Not sexually assault one of my coworkers. Again.

Peter felt a light pressure on the bed behind him, Deadpool had placed his right hand on the bed behind him so he could lean over the bed and reach out with his left hand. A soft touch sent a jolt of electricity down Peter's spine almost making him jump off the bed. Deadpool's fingers had touched the bare skin on his back that was showing through the zipper he couldn't quite manage to get all the way up. Peter clenched his jaw and closed his eyes tightly to avoid making any unwanted noises as he felt Deadpools touch slide away and onto his zipper pulling it up to his neck. The pressure on the mattress behind Peter disappeared as Deadpool returned to a standing position.

"There you go Spidey, can't have you going out there exposed like that, your fans would have a field day of that!" Deadpool said while strolling around the bed where he came to a rest standing directly in front of Peter who was still trying to compose himself for more reasons than one. "Hey, you okay Spidey?"

Releasing the tension in his jaw he breathed in and looked up at Deadpool who stood towering over him, he was looking down at Peter with a curious look written all over his masked face. God, I am acting like a teenage love-struck boy, I need to get ahold of myself.  I'll end up making him feel weird if I keep acting like this!

"Yeah sorry just lost in my own head, thanks for literally having my back." Peter smiled under his mask hoping that it was conveyed in his voice that he was okay.

"Always will!" Peter could hear the large smile in his voice, Deadpool placed a hand on his shoulder, "Well time to get you out of here!"

In one gentle motion, Peter was in Deadpool's arms, he cradled Peter in his arms lifting him up with ease. If it were any other day under any other circumstances Peter would be floating on cloud nine right about now but the pain that was taking control of his body right now kept him very much grounded. Gritting his teeth once again he bit back a cry that desperately wanted to escape his mouth. However, he couldn't keep the groan from reverberating in his throat, shutting his eyes tightly he balled his hands into fists trying to fight back the pain that was bombarding him. Peter's back screamed out in pain, it felt like his spine might snap again if he breathed too hard.  The pain traveled from his lower back up to his neck as he unwillingly flexed his entire body. The response of his body trying desperately to not be moved anymore made him let out another groan as he tried to breathe through the pain.  Deadpool remained steady not moving a single muscle besides to look down at Peter who was clearly struggling in his arms.

"Sorry Spidey, you okay? I didn't mean to pick you up that quickly! I just wasn't expecting you to be that light." Deadpool said with what Peter could tell was a little panic in his voice as he remained perfectly still.

"Yeah, sorry just give me a minute to catch my breath." Peter said through a clenched jaw, "Should I take me "being to light" as an insult or a compliment?"