𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

15; pain

-'🕷 Peter tugged Deadpool out of the car, and into the apartment. The small boy attempted to pull the other into the elevator, excitement pumping through his body. A smirk fell over Wade's features, and he snatched the small boy up, tossing him over his broad shoulders. Spider-Man puffed his cheeks out, playfully punching and kicking at the mercenary. He held back his giggles, slowly submitting as the entered the elevator.

Wade ignored the looks from the other people, and he winked at them, as he smacked the boys ass. Peter let out a squeal, his cheeks going red hot.

" WADE!" He yelped out, gently kicking at the man.

" Oh come on, Pete. I was just having fun.." Wilson hummed, but he placed his baby boy onto his feet. Smiling down at him.

He puffed his cheeks out, placing his hands in his hoodie pockets. Peter stood in front of him, leaning against his muscly chest. Wade ran his fingers through the mess of chestnut hair. He caught a glance from a brunette with hazel eyes.

" Peter? " Mj spoke with an exasperated voice, the way Pete was, he never would have allowed that. He was usually a sarcastic fuck. " What the hell? This is who you blew me off for?"

He opened his mouth, only to receive a harsh smack. Deadpool let out a growl, pulling his katana put, quickly placing the blade against her throat. Pete's eyes went wide and he tugged his crushes arm away from Mj, swallowing hard.

His other hand clutched his burning cheek. His spidersense usually alerted him about things, but he was in a funk.

" I thought you were doing chemistry homework!"

" I was going to, but then something happened and..and I needed Wade.."

Wade was still giving the teenager a death glare, anger filling every giber of his being. For once, him and the boxes agreed on something. They did not like her. He slipped the katanas back in their sleeves, brow cocking.

Peter slowly went back to Wade's arms, whispering softly to him. He was explaining why the mercenary couldn't just threaten people's lives. He cuddled close, letting out a sigh once the doors opened, and Mj left the elevator.

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Wade followed Pete's point at his apartment door, gently setting him on his feet. The Arachnid dug his keys out of his backpack, and jiggled them in the lock. The keys always got stuck in the solid lock, he yanked and pulled, until finally, it gave in. The small boy opened the door, and offered Wilson a wide grin.

" Welcome to the Parker's home!" Peter grinned, tugging Deadpool into the apartment. Wade closed it behind him. " Do you want a tour?"

" Or..we could go cuddle.." Wade leaned down, pressing soft kisses against his jaw. The mercenary wrapped his arms around the boys waste, pulling him closer. " And you can give me a tour later, baby boy."

" Okay, but May doesn't let anyone in my room with the door closed. Is that okay?"

" Of course it's okay."

Deadpool turned him around so they were face to face, his arms still wrapped firmly around the Arachnid. Peter let out a breath, watching as he leaned down, nipping softly at his neck. A soft noise escaped him, and his cheeks went bright red, causing the man to giggle.

" Lets go cuddle, cutie."

Peter's cheeks were burning up, and he swallowed the lump in his throat. The small boy guided Wade to his small room, biting his lip. It was filled with sketches, Polaroids mostly of him and the avengers, and pages of magazines he had ripped out. They didn't have a lot of money, so Pete decorated the best way he could. The teenager was very resourceful, he even used the Christmas lights the neighbors threw out.

Wade stated at the small room with a wide smile, helping Peter take his backpack off. Peter sat on his bed, and carefully untied his converse with a him.

[ He's the most adorable thing in the world. Even cuter then that cat unicorn stuffed animal we stole.]

[ His desk is pretty empty, we could just shove him down..]

[ Peter isn't an object, dickwad.]

[ Perhaps, but hear me out: that moan. I think that's all I need to argue for you to be on bored..]

" Shut up. That's not funny." Deadpool snapped at his box, rolling his eyes. He slowly looked at Peter, his beautiful brown eyes terrified.

" I didn't say anything.."

" I know, baby boy. I wasn't talking to you. don't worry, sweetums, you're still a little angel."

Peter giggled, making grabby hands at the large man. Deadpool went to the Freshman, laying down on the soft mattress as he tugged the boy down with him. Spider-Man let out a giggle, digging his face into his scarred neck. Wade's arm wrapped loosely around his waste, biting his lip to keep from grinning like a complete idiot.

The two boys fell asleep cuddled close to each other. Instead of Wade's usual nightmares, he slept like a baby. The small boy in his arms was radiating with warmth, his breathing was calm and steady, and his hair smelled like peaches and vanilla.

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