𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

68; window

-'🕷 The feeling on the back of Peter's neck was familiar, still it caused is eyes to shoot open and his neck to crane in the direction of his open window. His eyes met someone standing beside it in the darkness causing him to let out a scared whimper.

Peter pushed his now shaking hands against the mattress, cautiously propping hos body up. His fingertips searched for the pocket knife he had recently stashed under the pillow.

" please," The Arachnid called out through the silent air, his chest shaking with fear.

As the person drew closer, his finger pushed the blade from where it his in the contraption, ready to strike. Normally, he could see through the dark, but this person was wearing a black hoodie that cast a shadow over his face.

Peter's other hand reached over to turn on the lamp, the light casting over the small room. He looked up, only for his eyes to meet Wade.

The mercenary came closer to the bed, slowly he crawled onto the bed, to drop down on the mattress. Wade's head laid over Peter's lap, and the small boy allowed a breath to leave his pink lips. They sat there in silence for a min pause, soft fingertips running over scarred flesh.

The large man hooked his arms around his lovers waist, shoving his face into his stomach. The Arachnid was quiet, content with the simple touch.

" Just, don't scare me like that again, perv." Peter's voice was barely a whisper, as an odd feeling began to well like a pit in his throat.

" Granted that you came to my place first, I thought it was only fair that I creeped on you." Wade retaliated, blue eyes finding his soft face.

" I-" Peter started, a deep red meeting his soft cheek.

" I'm glad you showed up, I.." Wade trailed off, he wanted to tell his baby that he didn't think Peter cared. " I missed you.."

" I missed you so much." The small boy whispered, leaning down to press a kiss against his temple.

Wade grabbed either side of his hips, and coaxed his body to lay down against the soft mattress. The Arachnid bit his lip to keep from smiling, moving his body closer to his happily. Soft hands grasped at cheeks and love rumbled through his veins like a chaotic storm.

The smile that painted across his face was a masterpiece, and even better because Peter didn't mean to smile that hard. Arms met a small waist, pulling, tugging at the invisible gap between them. They were desperate, wanting nothing more then to be as close as they possibly could because finally they were together. Finally they could touch. Finally, they were here together once again. Finally everything was okay..Finally.

Peter pushed his face deep into his lovers chest, taking in every smell, remembering every sensitive scar so fondly. All these mixed emotion flooded through the Arachnid because right now, he was infinite. Right now he wanted to cry, scream, laugh. He wanted to feel; not because he wasn't feeling now but because he felt numb for so long without his love. They were reunited and that painted picture was burning bright in front of deep brown irises.

He felt that warmth return to his stomach and the thought of home, and Wade's fluffy pancakes. His whole body ignited into a burst of chaotic flames, every touch causing his sense to spike, like the dull numbness was melting away at Wade's simple touch.

Wade couldn't believe this was really happening, trying so hard to wake himself from this painful dream. This wasn't possible, Peter couldn't take him back after what he did. His mind was winding because his baby had to say sike, in any minute his eyes would open and he'd be back in their bed alone. Like this was all some sick nightmare his brain had pumped through him. But the moment never came, he didn't wake up. It wasn't until their lips connected that he calmed down, it took a kiss to remind the mercenary that this was all real.

" I want to go home, in our bed." Peter whispered, his voice loud compared to the silence surrounding them.

" Ill take us back in the morning," Wade replied, watching the way Peters voice pointed into a frown. " I want to enjoy you, Peter. No matter where we are you're my home."

The words caused the puppy dog eyes to stare up at Wade, his mouth fallen ajar. The breath that left him was one of much needed relief, mixed with a ting of awe. he leaned up to peck lovingly at the mans lips, lashes fluttering in the way that caused Peters hard to run rapid deep in his chest.

The sudden silence caused Wades heart to sting and his lungs to burn like a chaotic fire because, what if that wasn't what Peter wanted?

[ You did it again, hes quiet. He's quiet because you crossed a line, again!]

[ He doesn't. He loves us, look at how cute he looks..]

[ We think he looks cute no matter what. You're a piece of shit, and we deserve to burn in hell.]

" I love you so much.." Peter whispered out, like a sob was caught in his throat.

" You have no idea how much I love you Peter, How much I fucking love you." Wade grasped at his cheeks, grasping at his cheeks. " I was a mess without you.."

" You should've seen me." Peter whispered, fingers wrapping soft around his wrist.

" Peter?"

" Yes..?"

" Never leave me again, please."

" Never." He replied, a tear inching down his soft face.

Peter crawled onto his lovers hips, leaning down to connect their lips. Their kiss was soft, loving, but so powerful. Everything they had left was put into the movement of their lips,hands finding a small waist.

Scarred lips had have never felt better against Peter's soft one's, slowing his body to press against the much larger one.

A soft hand ran up his shirt, warm skin slowly melting Peter's cold fingers. They didn't pull away for a long time, and when they did, it was only to change their position.

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Peter's eyes lit up like the night sky on New Years Eve, the largest smile he'd ever worn in his life. As soon as his body slipped through the doorway, his brown orbs meeting to apartment for the first time in a long time. The air that filled his lungs was so sweet, made his body so peaceful. It smelled like Wade, it smelled like home.

Wade watched his baby boy closely, biting back a large grin. The Arachnid dropped his bag, a giggle slipping through pink lips. He turned to look up at those crystal blue eyes, the mercenary stepping closer to fill the unwanted gap between them.

Scarred hands pressed against either side of soft cheeks, and the stared up at each other love embedded in their irises.

" I'm so glad you're home!" Wade squealed, picking his spider up in large arms. " I feel just like a little girl!"

" keep talking.." Peter mumbled, his forehead pressing against his.

" I think we should get married at an arcade, to make your dad angry. Out wedding song could be careless whisper by Wham!, not Wham, but Wham!"

A giggle left Peter, his face slipping to stuff into the man's neck. He was using his spider-strength to cling onto the man, fingers to digging into scarred skin. He would never let go again.

" I want pancakes.." The spider whispered, allowing legs to push around his waist.

Wade's hand met his lovers are, half supporting, half groping. His nose met chestnut curls, taking in his delicate smell.

" Mmm, pancakes?" The Anti-Hero cooed happily, lips meeting his temple. " I can do that."

" Please.."

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//Sorry guys! I've been hella busy but I'll be publishing twice a day (hopefully) like normal!