𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 & 𝐖𝐀𝐃𝐄: 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅

79; Like Heaven

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Peter squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, eyes staying away from his father's gaze. He hadn't seen Tony in so long. Not since after him and Wade took a break. The mercenary sat beside him, laying a hand over the boys lap, a small frown on his lips. Wade gave him a comforting squeeze before looking up at the billionaire. 

Pete didn't need to know anything about his coma, he just wanted to move on. The small boy didn't see a problem with it, to him, it felt like he just fell asleep for a long time.'Wade however was freaking out, wanting desperately to find answers. What if this wasn't going to be the last time? What if he was hurt?

The mercenary couldn't imagine seeing him hurt. He couldn't think of a world without his love. If he had to endure Stark's bullshit, he would do his best. Blue eyes didn't leave his spider until the might Iron Man let out a groan to catch their attention.

" Why are you two here?" Tony's voice was a bitter hiss, mostly aimed towards the scarred man.

" Something happened.." Wade trailed off, a frown on scarred lips. 

" What happened?!"

Peter let out a tired sigh, reaching up to rub his soft face. He wanted to scream out and cry. He hated the way his father talked to Wade. Deadpool never did anything to hurt him, hell, every time Tony hurt him, his love was there to pick up his pieces. Wade was an angel.

" It wasn't his fault, don't fucking yell at him!" The spider felt himself shoot up, tears welling in his eyes out of anger. He was a bomb, and Tony's harsh touch caused him to explode. " You're always targeting him! You call him bad but you're the bad one! You're the one who hurts me! You're the reason I need to be careful!"

Wade quickly stood up, pulling him close to comfort him. After a few more harsh words, the small spider relaxed, digging his face into the man's shoulder. Tony stood there with wide eyes, completely baffeled. The billionaire had no idea what he could've done to trigger the reaction.

" Jarvis?"

" Yes, Mr. Stark?"

" Will you please grab Steve and start up a pot of coffee.." Tony curse uner his breath, pinching the bridge of his nose.

" Of curse sir, that will be up right away."

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Steve came bolting in with a tray of coffee cups, sadness in big blue eyes. Peter and Wade were sat far away from his husband. While the Anti-Hero was trying to calm his love, The spider was glaring at the man across from him with a cold glint. 

He sighed with worry, placing the tray on the table in the middle of the room. Steve chose to stand in between Peter and Tony, unwilling to pick a side. He just wanted his family, his son back. Steve didn't care about Peter and Wade, in fact he thought they were good for each other but Tony was so adamant. 

Peter was the first to grab a cup, sly as he relaxed back onto his seat. Wade kept opening his mouth to speak but everything was so tense he let out nervous giggles, spitting out jokes that only forced Tony to tense. 

" You know what, fuck this." Wade shook his head with a huff, pulling his hood off to reveal his scarred face. The action caused Pete to light up. " Peter went into a coma, he was asleep for a week. We went to bed and when I woke up he was fucking frozen, and he wouldn't wake up."

" Oh, yeah, he does that." Tony shrugged it off with a sly smirk. The other shoe had dropped, and he was sure he was winning. 

" Tony made a vaccine that kept him from doing that, but he has to take it every now and then." Steve spoke, giving his husband the look. " We think it's apart of his mutation, it's like a hibernation. "

" He hasn't experienced it in awhile, so I can see how he could have gotten confused. Peter had been without it for so long." Tony scratched his chin, before slipping shaking his head.

" It usually makes him feel more revived."

A realized sigh slipped from Wade's lips, and he pulled his boyfriend onto his lap. Peter cuddled close, burying his body into the much larger man's. He pressed kisses against chestnut hair, eyes shutting as he clung to the arachnid. Everything was going to be okay, because Pete was safe.

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Wade carried the love of his life into the busy sidewalks of New York, pulling the hood back over his head to hide his atrocious face. There were kids around, he didn't need to scare anyone off. Peter pressed a soft kiss against his rough skin, soft fingertips trailing over sores. The cold air felt fresh in their lungs as they took in deep breaths, enjoying each other's company as they walked.

A large hand rubbed his back soothingly, enjoying the icy flesh that cooled his body. Wade was just glad Pete was okay, but he still din't trust Tony one bit. The philanthropist made his son so sad.Why couldn't he be happy for them. 

Slowly Peter parted away to look up at Wade as he walked, cupping his scarred cheeks. So warm. He was so warm. He leaned up to press a kiss against his jaw with a small smile. 

" What are you thinking about?" Petey-Pie cooed, forcing blue eyes to slip down to his soft features.

" I'm thinking about how beautiful you are.." 

" Shu-Shut up asshole.."

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