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Sorry for the slow update, writers block is awful.
i hope you enjoy this really short chapter! I love writing fluff so this was enjoyable.
Peter's POV:
"Well well well, what do we have here?" A dark voice booms from seemingly nowhere. I look around the dark room. Shadows seem to leap of the wall at me, tendrils of black grabbing onto my limps. Screaming I rip myself out of reach, running further into the black.
Footsteps ring out from all angles. I attempt to shoot a web but it doesn't stick. I crash to the floor.
Suddenly I am falling hundreds of feet. More tendrils appear, holding me helpless in the air. A face materialises in the mess. A twisted skull with huge white eyes, wearing a smile that makes my stomach churn.
"If only you were strong enough Peter." The darkness seems to fade away, and I am faced with a new scene.
bodies scattered around me, limp and lifeless. In the middle of it all, huddled together, are my fathers and...and...
"WADE!"
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I am jerked awake by a blinding light. My shirt is soaked with sweat. I notice three figures standing above me. I sit up on my bed and shuffle backwards away from the looming figures. Then I hear a familiar voice.
"Peter, you're okay. It was just a dream." Wade's face comes into focus. A soft smile adorned his face. However his eyes were filled with worry, his pupils slightly dilated. His hand is outstretched to me, waiting to clasp my own and pull me out of my discomfort. I take it and am immediately embraced.
"I'm sorry...I wasn't strong enough....venom..." I choked out through sobs, my voice hoarse from disuse. Wade shushed me, cradling my shaking body in his arms. The other tow figures, who I recognise to be my fathers, sit down either side of us whispering gentle words to calm me.
Eventually I feel the soothing lull of sleep drift over me again. I nuzzle into Wade's shoulder, allowing myself to slip into a peaceful unconsciousness.
Wade's POV:
Once I am sure Peter is asleep, I rest him down and pull the comforter over him. His parents kiss his forehead and leave the room. Instead of following them, I take a seat at Peter's desk and study him. I watch his chest rise and fall steadily, my subconscious matching his breathing pattern. I notice his nose twitch slightly, making his face scrunch up in the most adorable way. Every now and then my eye lids would flutter, threatening to fall, but I force them open.
I didn't want to take my eyes of Peter. Not for one second. What if he has another nightmare, but I am to deep in sleep to help him? No, I must stay awake and watch over him.
You can't protect him from everything Wade.
Watch me.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
What do you mean?
...
Damn the one time I want it to speak. That thought puts me on edge. What if I can't protect him all the time? I certainly couldn't stop him from being kidnapped, and that's why we are in this mess. All of this is my fault.
My eyelids droop for the hundredth time, but this time I don't have the energy to force them open. I drift into an uneasy sleep, praying that Peter doesn't have another nightmare.
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"Wade? Why are you on the floor?" I open my eyes to find myself slumped next to the chair I thought I was on. Peter is giggling from his bed, his face lighting up. I shrug my shoulders, which I admit was slightly painful from the position i was in but it made Peter laugh harder so...
Worth it!
Yep, you said it! I stand up, massaging my neck. Peter beckons me over, obviously I obliged. I sit on the bed. Peter sits behind me and begins to rub my neck and across my shoulders. Relaxation flooded over me, causing the aching sensation to subside.
"Better?" Peter whispers into my ear. I hum in response. I feel small arms wrap around my waist. Then I am tugged down onto the bed and Peter is suddenly on top of me.
"Hey!" I exclaim. "I thought we were having a moment!" Peter rolls his eyes, planting a kiss on my nose. A pink blush forms on my cheeks at the look of utter adoration I receive from Peter. He rolls of me, making himself comfy on the bed. I snuggle into him, resting my chin on his head. I feel his breath against my chest. I kiss his head, running my fingers through his soft brunette locks.
"I love you Spidey."
"I love you too."
{{A/N}}
Told you I love fluff!
I know this chapter wasn't very eventful, sorry. But there will be a lot of action in the chapters to come! So get excited :)
I hope you enjoyed. Until next time!
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