****** "Sometimes it gets really bad and the voices get too loud so I just blow my brains out for a couple of hours of peace." I blurted out. He looked at me like he was in pain. That's dumb, I'm the one with the pain here, don't look at me like that. "Don't look at me like that" "Like what?" "Like I'm a pathetic loser who needs thoughts and prayers." "That's not how I'm looking at you." "Sure it is." "No. I just think it sucks that you have to deal with all that and also be disliked by most other people. I think you deserve someone who would understand you and give you the comfort you need to make it all more bearable." I looked at him and blinked. My lungs felt heavy and my jaw clenched. I swallowed slowly and blinked again. He put down his fork and licked his lips, looking into my eyes the whole while. {Are we about to kiss right now?} ****** *Alternating between Deadpool and Spider-Man POV, a story of practical strangers-turned friends-turned lovers. spideypool (I do all the art myself btw, using references from the comic books.)All Rights Reserved