Beyond the Spiderverse (Gwenpool x Male Reader)

Chapter 4

[3rd POV]

"Oh, right, sorry..." (Y/N)'s senses came back to life and started messing around with the web-shooters he scrounged up from the pile-of-valuable-objects avoiding the awkward situation. "Uhm... Gwen..." (Y/N) attempted to ask a question until he's cut off to a phone ringing.

"Sorry, one moment." Gwen pulled out her phone and did her business after that grabbed a duffle bag and started stuffing many types of firearms. For (Y/N), he is testing the web-shooters with constant glances toward the young blonde merc while she fiddle with her various guns smiling innocently.

For (Y/N), Gwen is an enigma, a puzzling mystery. How did she get her power? What was her reaction after seeing heroes, fictional heroes? And what is her endgame? It flooded his mind with more questions arising than answers. In reality... Gwen just wanted to be a hero but does not want a superpower and chose conventional arms due to their straightforward usefulness in combat.

Gwen is just like her 'Male Counterpart,' Wade Wilson. 'If I can call her that, for one her costume and her behavior, well her's is... more of a direct ripoff than anything. They're both equally skilled with firearms and is equally proficient with they're fist and katanas. Both are having questionable morals and alignment with how observed Gwen at the warehouse and after I chase down that creepy cultist. I guess the only difference I can distinctly see is she's earnest... Than Wade Wilson.'

"Hey (Y/N)? You... Uhm... Do you want to stay here and wait for me? Or..." She gazes at the young actor as she began to ask the question. "...Go to a cafe with me?" She soon put on her puppy eyes as if pleading for him to join.

(Y/N) Soon agreed without any hesitation nor thinking of which her persuasion or her 'cutesy charm' worked. For Gwen, she needs (Y/N)'s help with a particular problem concerning One of the Black cat's Police associates. After a tip that the police can somehow connect her to Black Cat's gang. It would bad for her still new reputation. In her own words.

"Well... let's go." She said after striking a cute pose to (Y/N) and led him... Well, more lightly dragging him towards the stairs.

"Wait, Gwen, I gotta ask... Do you have other clothes?" (Y/N) asked, and they both stop midway on the stairs. 'Oh yeah...' Gwen remembered he's still wearing the same clothes he wore from the theatre.

She looked back and stared toward (Y/N), surprised, "Oh right..." She mumbled under her breath and started thinking. "There might be some clothes back in the bathroom, not sure if it fits you, might be too large, but you can try it on." She offered with a cheeky grin.

After that (Y/N) went back up and entered the bathroom and was reasonably uncomfortable due to it... being too girly with a pink hue dominating the room and soon a basket with folded clothes caught his eye and made his way and started rummaging the basket for any clothes that can fit him.

[(Y/N) Pov]

Searching for something to wear, that's both can fit and can cover my web-shooters. After a couple of girly shirts to rock bands and a frilly panty which I quickly return to where I found it, and not divulge into further.

After that affair, I found something that can fit, a jet black hoodie that has Metallica like design on the front that says, Dazzler, probably a band from this world is what I can only assume.

Satisfied with what I found, I quickly removed my coat and unbuttoned my undershirt and hanging them to a nearby rail. Quickly looking at myself in the mirror, examining the bruises I acquired during Gwen's entrance at the warehouse.

No walking back at this point.

After a minute of contemplating whether to drink the unknown contents of this bottle. After carefully thinking about this. If Gwen drinks this, then maybe I can... Probably.