-'🕸 Peter felt the pull, a whine leaving his gentle lips. He turned away from Wade's soft shakes, cuddling closer to their mattress. The mercenary leaned down, nipping at his inner thigh with a gentle hum. The smaller boy gently hit his lover with a pillow, squirming against his touch.
Wade pulled away with a him, watching as he slowly opened his eyes. There they were, caramel eyes being revealed from his long lashes. He hated the way the cold air was keeping him hidden under the covers, Wade quickly met his side, connecting their lips to wake his prince.
The Spider slowly pulled away, to sit up. He allowed a yawn to erupt from his pink lips, slowly crawling onto Wade's lap.
" Do you know what today is?" Wade hummed softly, hands rubbing at his side, brows furrowed.
" No.. What's today?" The small boy whimpered, feeling a scarred finger push a curl from his forehead.
" Surgery day, baby. Remember? "
" Really?! I must have forgotten.." Peter's lips turned into a soft frown, and he quickly got to his feet, running to the calendar. " Shit, you're right!"
They had been prepping for surgery this whole time, how the hell could he have forgotten? Peter supposed it was because he was balancing work and school, trying his best to be a functioning adult. Being an adult wasn't the hard part, it was being an adult while trying to go to school and transition at the same time. He wasn't complaining, Wade made everything a little easier.
Peter took care of Wade, and in turn, Wade took care of Peter. It was odd, the way they forgot about themselves but always knew exactly what the other person needed.
The small boy allowed his lover to help him get dressed, a large smile on his face as the older man ruffled his loose curls. Peter paused their daily routine to connect their lips, long lashes shutting closed.
Without Wade, none of this would be possible.
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Right now for the life of him, Wade couldn't remember the banter him and Peter exchange during their walk, or even think about that last tender kiss before Peter went under the anesthesia. They ran a couple tests before he could go, but Wade couldn't think.
He couldn't think because oh my god, Peter was getting cut open right now. Something could go wrong. Everything could go wrong. Without this surgery Peter would crumble into himself like a worm under the intense rays of the sun, unable to move from the heat.
Wade did the only thing he could; he called Natasha. Agent Romanoff was in that waiting room before their call even ended. She came to him with a bag of tacos, and a coffee. Her blue eyes casting a maternal gaze onto the mercenary.
Nat wrapped her arms around her baby, pulling him close to her. He was so much taller now, his body towering over hers. But that didn't stop her from pouring every ounce of comfort she had bottled in her body for a moment like this. Her hands ran over the scars on his head, the worry melting at her gentle touch.
" He's going to be fine, Wade." Her voice was soft, and yet held so much protection the mercenary felt he might crumble. " Peter will be Okay, it's a standard procedure."
" I know, I know it's just hospitals are..are so hard for me.." Wade didn't have that usual chirp in his voice as the spys hand reached down to cup his cheeks. " I know he's going to be okay, and I read the statistics myself, I just.."
" You lost Vanessa here. I know, honey." The redhead offered a very small smile, red lips curled into a worried but slightly reassuring smile. " But he's not Vanessa, and her death was not standard.."
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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅
FanfictionWhere Peter Parker tries to navigate the world being one of the only trans superheroes. Right when everything starts to feel fuzzy, overwhelming and tired he meets a loud, overdramatic mercenary that he can't help but fall in love with. 🕸; 🕷 "...