𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

34; dirty dishes

-'🕷Peter had opened Wade's- Their apartment, and carried the mercenary to his room. The Arachnid laid him over his-their bed, and pulled the covers over Wade's large body. The injured male allowed his heavy eyes to fall, and Petey watched over him for a moment, making sure he was okay.

Peter took in a soft breath, and pressed a kiss against hos boyfriends scarred temple. They were going to be okay. The spider placed his bag down beside the bed, and disappeared into the apartment to tidy it up for his baby.

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Wade found himself waking up to a delicious aroma floating through the apartment air. His deep blue eyes shot open, and he slowly sat his pained body up. His head snapped around, eagerly searching for the small boy. Where was Peter? Wade rolled of the bed, and stumbled down the hallway. He allowed his sharp nose to guide him towards the kitchen, soft blue eyes sparkling in the natural light.

Peter's spider-sense alerted him that someone was behind him, he let out a hum in response. The small boy didn't bother to turn around as he placed the grilled cheese beside a side of French fires.

Wade slowly came up behind him, looping his large arms around his waist. The mercenary kissed up Peter's neck, holding him tightly.

" Made you something while you were sleeping," The spider breathed out, eyes shutting tightly. Peter couldn't help but lean into his touch, back pressed against Wade's warm chest. " Figured you were hungry.."

" thank you, spider-butt!" Wade chipped happily, nipping at his neck. He felt a lot better, and the sleep had definitely helped. " I'm starving."

" I'll pour you something to drink? " The spider questioned softly, looking up at his lover happily.

" That would be amazing." Deadpool hummed back, going to the table. He placed the plate down, taking in the smell of the golden bread.

Peter look for cups, his brown eyes searching carefully through the cabinets. He stood on the tips of his toes to grasp a glass cup, wobbling as he got back onto the heels of his feet. Wade watched In amusement; he was so small.

[ Too small.]

[ there's no such thing as too small. ]

Wade had zoned out for so long he didn't notice the can of Dr.Pepper in front of him, and the small boy across him. Peter helped him snap back to reality with a soft touch; his fingertips brushing softly against Wade's scarred palm.

Their eyes met, and a wide smile spilled over the mercenaries lips.

" Eat, baby. " Peter ordered softly, long lashes fluttering softly.

" Yes sir."

Wade rolled his eyes in response, picking up the grilled cheese. He wasn't picky with food, the large man examined it a moment, before biting into the delicious cheesy goodness. Deadpool let out a low, satisfied groan, his eyes rolling back in his head. Mouth orgasm.

This was the best thing Wade had ever put in his mouth, and he had put a lot of things in his mouth. His stomach grumbled for more, taste buds craving the delicious bread and cheese. Before he knew it, his grilled cheese was gone, and his stomach was more then satisfied.

" I don't think I've had anything but beer and pancakes in awhile.." Wade trailed off, fingers interlacing with Peter's. " Thank You, baby. That was amazing."

The spider beamed happily up at his lover, grinning at the satisfied sounds coming from his lovers mouth.

" Come here." Wade whispered, wanting more then anything to hold his little boy.

The small boy got to his feet, allowing Wade to tug him onto his lap. The mercenary pulled the boy close, burying his face into his neck. They sat there for a long time, content in each others arms.

Wade, who started to get uncomfortable scooped his spider up, and laid beside him on the couch. He stared down at his angelic boyfriend, the chestnut curls balanced perfectly over caramel irises.

Peter's freckle dusted cheeks warmed up to a light pink. He pushed his head to the side, laying over Wade's large chest. Pink lips pressed soft kisses against rough skin, brown eyes meeting blue orbs. Wade's hands met Peter's hair, combing through the lose curls. The chestnut brown, with red highlights moving along the scarred fingers.

With his free hand, his palm met Peter's and they measured the size of their fingers. Wade allowed a chuckle to leave his lips, his fingers could curl over Peter's small ones. His were long, thick and slim, while Pete's were short and thin.

" don't you dare make fun of me!" The spider warned, cheeks going red hot.

" You're just so small. " Wade spoke, the thick smirk apparent in his voice. His words received a playful smack, and a fake silent treatment. " My baby can't even reach the top cabinets-"

Peter got up, sitting comfortably on his hips. The small boy crossed his arms over his chest, brow cocked. His cheeks were puffed out into an unamused pout, glaring down at the boy.

" You're so lucky I'm madly in love with you, Wade Wilson."

" And you're lucky I have a thing for little people, Peter Parker."

Peter's cheeks turned a deep crimson, and his eyes narrowed to look away from his giddy boyfriend. The wide grinned fell in to a soft frown, brown eyes glistening sadly.

" What? Baby? Did I say something?"

Peter was silent, as he got off his hips. There was a long pause, Peter's distant stare moving up to Wade. Before Peter knew it, he had locked himself in the bathroom. Soft hands reached up to press against his bruised sides, a sad stare held into his deep pupils.

Dysphoria was a bitch.

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