𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

40; christmas

-'🕷Peter woke up to his father's violently waking him up, wild grins on their faces. They looked like kids on Christmas. They weren't allowed to buy Pete presents, because it always made him uncomfortable, but today? Today they could spoil him as much as they wanted, and they were EXCITED. excitement was an understatement; Tony was about to pee himself and Steve was screaming christmas songs aggressively until Peter finally decided to open his eyes.

" Go back to sleep.." Petey let out a soft whine, and turned to cuddle up to Wade, who was still asleep under the thin covers.

" No! Do you know what day it is?!" Tony boomed, too excited to tell Peter he wasn't allowed to sleep in the same bed as Wade.

" Its Christmas! Peter it's Christmas! Wake uppppp!" Steve wailed impatiently, shaking his son once again.

" Okay fine..but give Wade and I a minute..?" A blush fell over Peter's cheeks, as he sat up. Peter only had Wade's shirt on and Wade had nothing on because, fuck this African hear.

" I-"

Tony was about to say something, when dad 2 wrapped an arm around his husbands waist, and threw it iver his broad shoulder. The iron man reached down to give his husband a soft smack against his ass. Steve happily carried him out of the room, nothing would ruin Christmas, not even Tony's big mouth.

As soon as the door was closed, Peter gently shook Wade awake. The blush on his cheeks flushing a dark red, when the mercenary turned on his side to face peter. Large arms wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him down to engulf the small body in a comforting warmth.

" Wade.." He whispered softly, only to get a soft hum in response. Chapped lips met the back of his neck, pressing down his sensitive skin. " We have to get dressed.."

" Mmm..no." His fingertip trailed along a rise gold chain, to slide a pointer finger through the ring around his neck.

" We have to open presents. They got some for you too.." Peter's voice wasn't very persuasive; it was warm, and safe in the mercenary's arms. " Please?"

" for a kiss, I will."

A large smile fell over the Arachnid's pink lips, and he turned to meet Wade's lips. Even with the bad morning breath, their kiss was heaven. Soft lips sliding along textured lips, teeth grazing over a pink bottom lips. Peter never wanted to leave, because there were scarred fingers in his hair, and lips dancing along his, and Wade was so warm.

Wade pulled away happily, a smile pulling on his lips. He sat up on the bed, and pressed one last peck against Peter's soft lips, before getting up to get dressed. The spider watched as his baby pulled joggers up on his scarred hips, and pulled a hoodie over his shirt.

Peter was surprised he didn't put an entire suit on, Wade didn't even like it when Peter saw him. The smaller boy pulled to covers off, and pulled on a pair of his new Deadpool boxers, winking at his lover. They met in a a bother soft kiss, before escaping down the stairs to meet Steve and Tony.

" There you are!" T'challa called, quickly getting up to wrap a large hug around his nephew. " We were scared you fell back asleep."

" I was close, but I'm here now, uncle 'challa!" Peter boomed, holding onto the large man, nuzzling his face into the man's chest.

They pulled away, and The Kings eyes slowly narrowed to Wade. It was obvious they were staring each other down, analyzing. After what felt like an eternity, T'challa grinned up at him and extended his hand to the mercenary.

" Its very nice to meet you, kind T'challa." Wade's voice was soft, a respectful tone coating his words as he gave the man a firm handshake.

" Pleas, just call me T'challa." The king smiled at him, an amused brow cocked. Tony said he didn't have a filter. " And it's very lovely to finally meet you too.."

While The two men had their moment, Peter had flung himself into Queen Romanda's arms, a happy squeal escaping him. He missed his family in Wakanda, they hadn't seen eachother in years. Shuri wasn't reciting memes the last time they saw each other.

The two met, and began with their super top secret handshake. That drew a giggle from the three Parents in the room, and an annoyed sigh from T'challa who was fed up with his sibling buffoonery.

[ Wait- did I read that right?]

[ who the fuck uses the word buffoonery anymore? Where are we? How is anyone supposed to take this fix seriously?]

[ I wish we were back in the comics, the color boxes were so much cooler then bold italics and brackets.]

" The author just has a far more superior vocabulary then our own," Wade spoke up with a him, shaking his head at the boxes.

" What are you talking about?" Tony hummed curiously, deep down inside he wanted a reason to hate Wade more.

" Nothing. He just talks to himself sometimes, there's a lot going on in that brain of his. He's a smartypants." Peter hummed, going to his boyfriend- fiancè?

Wade stared admiringly down at hos lover, super Peter, always there to save the say. He wrapped those large arms around Peter's petite frame to hold him close.

" Present time?" Steve called happily, and everyone sat in a circle around the tree.

Peter sat on Wade's lap, receiving a disapproving glance from Tony. Steve sat behind his husband, pressing his chest against the man's back. T'challa sat on the right of Peter, while Shuri sat on the left.

Christmas was good, especially with Wade there. He made everyone laugh, surprisingly, Queen Romanda had the same sense of humor as the mercenary. Everyone approved. Everyone but Tony. He would take time.

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//Oof, not good but cute.