Baby boy

Marriage

This chapter's in Wade's POV. So prepare for a huge load of chaotic mind rambles.

"He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me! He... Loves me not. Fuck!" Wade tossed the daisy stem off the roof and grumpily crossed his arms over his chest. He was at war with himself, more than usual it seemed. That somersaulting teenage badass was constantly on his mind no matter what he did; but now it was going wild with one nagging question centring it all: What had he done wrong this time?

When he last saw Peter, the kid seemed especially annoyed, perhaps a bit dissatisfied. He wracked his tumorised brain for any hint in past conversations that could direct him to finding the answer he needed; he wanted to make whatever wrongdoing he had done up to Peter. He knew he was... Rough around the edges when it came to commitments, but Peter still persisted right? Then again, wouldn't there be a limit, even for someone like Peter? There would most likely be a point where the kid would inevitably lose interest in him or just get completely infuriated with him and just dump him...

Could he dump him?

Hang on a second. Are you two even officially dating? White pondered.

Did you ask him to be your boyfriend? Yellow added.

Of course you didn't.

Maybe that's what's wrong. They both remarked.

Wade pounded his fist into his other hand as if he had gotten an idea. Was it wrong of him to think that Peter actually wanted to be an official couple? It was kinda implied that they were together but they never made it official... Unless they did and Wade was forgetting. No they couldn't be together; Wade wouldn't let Peter out of his sight if they were official. He recalled numerous occasions where Peter would ask him if he was serious about Peter but confrontation made Wade uncomfortable so he'd give a vague answer masked with a joke; it wasn't the best means to address his issues but it worked against getting people to roll their eyes and drop the matter.

"Eureka! I've got it! I'm fucking thick!" He expressed while standing up. Peter wants to be official! He probably wants clarity, being able to know where they stood. He's still a bit young so clarity was important to him. For Wade personally, he was more of that 'ignorance is bliss' type. What he doesn't know won't hurt him, even though secrets in the past have hurt him. Peter wants to be official! Holy fuck.

Wait.

PETER WANTS TO DATE US?

Surely that's not the best you can come up with?

"No it's gotta be that!" He responded rather confidently, now pacing back and forth on the edge of the roof, thinking quite hard about this ordeal. "Even though the tyke is outta his mind and way outta my league, that's probably what he wants... If he wants to be serious, we can get serious", he insisted and he sensed both Yellow and White screaming at him in warning.

Make sure he knows what he'd be getting himself into.

He has no idea what to actually expect.

A word of genuine warning is probably best.

"But warning him would scare him away", Wade whined out loud. He would come up to Peter with a lengthy contract about what dating him would entail, come up with some of that Fifty Shades of Grey kinda contract stuff. Maybe Peter could be his Anastasia Steele? But Wade didn't want to whip him with a belt because he looked like his mom. Wade suddenly felt humbled. He was bizarre but at least he wasn't that bizarre.

But it was decided. If a solid relationship was what Peter wanted. He would get that... Maybe not solid, but a roundabout solid; as solid as Deadpool could commit, and Deadpool thought when it came to the heart he could be fairly steadfast. Deadpool was a relationship Casanova, he was the talk of the town, not the very good talk but he was the talk nonetheless.