𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

62; oxygen

-'🕷 The spandex against Peter's soft flesh felt like heaven, the sun heating fabric above him. Sticky hands kept him glues to the cement, feet firm against the roof. He stayed crouched, peering down at the city through large bug lenses. The Arachnid allowed the air of the city pumping through his lungs.

It was the first time he had been In his suit since the incident. The first time he had been well enough to take the step. He wasn't Spider-Man to save the world, not today. Today he was here to watch over the city, to get back into hid normal flow. His eyes were glued on the people down on the streets, small as ants and packed together like sardines.

Deadpool had come to accompany Spidey with his journey, but after going into Hamburger Mary's he had gotten bored. Weasel gave him a sprite, but during an intense debate over the new Star Wars movie, Peter disappeared. He felt bad for leaving his lover at the bar, but he couldn't listen to Weasel drone on for another minute.

His eyes drew to his phone, searching for the time. It had been an hour, and he was sure Wade was frantically looking for him. The small boy let out a hum, standing up to his small feet. He dashed to the side of the roof, and dived face first, body gracefully rumbling toward the hard ground. With a snap of his wrist and a 'thwhip', a long web was catching him from plummeting into the cement.

Peter swung through the air, the cold city air seeping through his suit. His body flew in between large buildings, a loud, excited yell leaving his lungs. He felt free, for the first time he felt free and powerful. He was in his suit again and everything was okay. Peter's fingers wrapped around a thin string of web, a wide grin slipping along pink lips as he flew. He flew.

He felt something grab onto his ankle, and he let out a scream. Wide bug eyes met someone-something-with a green mask, and elfish features. Long fingers clutched onto his ankle, tightening slowly around his small foot. It was a sudden decision to spray the monster with a web to the face,, watching as the villain tumbled towards the ground.

Peter's heart was pounding in his chest, slamming against his ribcage. He watched the monster tumble to the ground, letting out a harsh hiss. He panicked. What did he do? He shot another web before the villain could come anywhere near the ground, and with another split thought he attached the web to the large building.

Before anything could follow after him, he was swinging towards the Avengers tower. His senses were a static, his anxiety speeding up as he drew closer and closer and closer. Peter didn't know what was going on, but he could feel something stabbing at his small body, and his back hit hard against a hard surface.

When his eyes opened, he was face to face with Tony. He couldn't make our the words leaving his mouth, only the silent movements of his lips. He was Spider-man, when had he ever run from a fight? When had he ever feared a masked man, a human hiding behind a disguise? What if the civilians were at risk?

Spider-Man pushed his body upwards, only for a weight to fall over his chest. He turned to stare out the window, the crowded streets, the people. Everything looked okay. Another tug, this time harder, had him pulling his small body closer to the window.

He didn't think to have made sure if Tony was okay, instead, as his body collapsed near the ledge, he watched the people below him very closely.

" Karen?" Peter coughed softly, his fingers sliding up to a pain in his chest, slowly pulling out a long shard of glass.

" Yes Peter?"

" Call Wade.."

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The Merc had been searching the city for his lover when he had gotten Peter's call. When Friday pulled the doors open to allow him to enter, blue eyes net his baby.

Peter was laying against the couch, Tony's fingers inside his wild hair. The billionaire leaned down, to press a kiss against his forehead. Iron Man's hands were scarred, not in the same way that Wade's was. He got cut while he was in his lab, so old cuts and burns riddled his hands and caused the calloused skin to have soft bumps.

The scars felt calming against Peter's soft skin, for as long as the boy could remember his father had those rough hands. His brown eyes were shut softly, lashes long enough to lightly touch his cheeks.

" It's okay, Peter. The city is okay. You can rest." Tony promised, leaning down to press his forehead against his sons.

" I know things have been hard, but I promise you're going to be okay. I'm going to make sure you're alright. For the first time in awhile, I'm going to be a good farther. Okay?"

Tony finished his speech, a tear slipping down his cheek as he held onto his son. The small boy opened his eyes, allowing the tears to slip down his cheeks.

" I wasn't mad at you for being a bad dad.." He whispered, a tear inching down his cheeks. " I was mad at you for what you said to Wade."

" Peter.."

" Dad he's the love of my life, I don't care if you don't like him. I don't expect you to be best friends.." Peter slowly sat up, hissing at the cut on his skin. " I expect you to treat him like family, and I expect you to be civil."

" I don't like him Peter. I don't like who you are when you're with him. " Tony protested, shaking his head. " He's a terrible person, he's a murderer."

" Do you know what Wade did after I got hurt?" The small boy hissed, quickly pushing him back. " He took to Charles Xavior, and I've been recovering! He took me to the city and I ran away from him..Wade Wilson is everything to me.."

" Peter." Wade called, slowly pulling the mask off.

Peter's brown eyes lit up at the mercenary's name, his heart skipping a beat. He quickly got go his feet, Wade meeting him half way. Rather then meet his little Spider in a long, rough kiss, he pressed a kiss against his temple.

" Wade.."

" I've come to rescue you, Petey." The mercenary hummed, drawing a giggle from his lover.

" My hero."

" Where to, sir?"

" To the stars," Peter responded, his tone was soft as Wade pushed the mask into his small hand.

The mercenary scooped his baby up, in large arms, slinging him over his broad shoulder. The action drew a giggle from his lips, his small feet kicking at him. He attempted to wiggle out of the comforting arms; not trying very hard.

Peter slipped the mask over his soft features, and he clung to Wade as the man carried them through the elevator doors.

Peter liked who he was with Wade, he brought the best out in the Arachnid.

As they walked through the streets, they caught many people's eyes. The lingering stares caused his cheeks to go pink, his small hands tightening around Wade's broad shoulders. Everyone had seen the papers, spideypool was a thing. It was just odd, the way everyone looked.

" Hey red?" Spidey asked gently to his baby, slowly shoving his face into the back of his neck.

" Yeah, Spider-Butt?" Wade hummed, making sure to grab a handful of Peter's ass.

" I'm in love with you.."

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//In case you didn't catch it, there was a refrence to titanic.