Disconnection

Peter was sprawled over the couch, his legs resting over Wade’s lap. They had been playing Mario Kart for over an hour now, and had somehow shifted into this position over time. Peter hadn't noticed he’d laid his legs on wade until they had been there for a while, and he didn't seem to mind, so peter saw no reason to move them.

He realised that this was the first time in ages that he had actually just ‘hung out’ with a friend. Sure, Wade wasn’t the most normal friend, but as far as Peter was concerned, he was the best.

Although Wade did change into normal clothes, sweatpants and a hoodie, he had kept on the mask, only pulling it up slightly so he could eat. Peter caught a quick glance at the scarred skin underneath, imagining that it was the reason he didn’t take off his mask. As curious as he was, he didn’t ask him to take it off, sensing that he felt more comfortable with it on.  

“Yes! I win again!” Wade exclaimed, dramatically shooting his fist into the air. “That makes it 23 to 7, making me the ultimate champion! In your face Petey!”

Peter let out a yawn, too tired to fight back, and looked at his watch. “Holy shit Wade! It’s nearly 3am! My parents are going to kill me if I fall asleep in my appointment!” He hastily started grabbing his stuff and shoving on his shoes, worrying about how he was going to get back into his house without alerting his parents.

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered one last thing. “Hey Wade, can I please use your phone?”

“Yeah sure” Wade replied. He grabbed something red off the table and passed it to Peter.

Peter looked down at the phone, smiling at the red case with a Spiderman logo on it. He quickly entered his own number into it and pressed call, letting it ring for a few seconds before he hung it up and handed it back.

“There! Now I don’t need to rely on Shield to find you!”

Wade looked at the phone hesitantly, and then put it in his pocket. “Are you sure Peter? You’ve read my file, you know what I’m capable of, are you really sure it's a good idea to be friends with me? You could get hurt.”

Peter looked at him earnestly. “Wade, you literally saved my life, you’re a good guy, and of course I want to be friends with you. And believe me, I can take care of myself.”

Wade looked him up and down. “Uhhhhh, sure you can Petey, maybe if you weighed a bit more than a teenage girl I might believe you.” He grinned through his mask. “Be careful getting home though okay?”

Peter grinned back. “Don’t worry, it’s my parents I have to worry about. I hope I left my window unlocked or I’m screwed.”

Wade frowned. “How did you get out through your window from the Stark Tower? That building is pretty damn tall?”

Peter suddenly realised his mistake, and desperately tried to backtrack. “Oh, ah, um, I meant the window on the ground floor, my mistake.”

To Peter’s relief, Wade looked suspicious but didn't press the matter.

As Peter walked away into the early morning, he heard Wade yell out “Call me!” He rolled his eyes, but smiled to himself as he made his way home, wondering about how long he should wait until he could call Wade.

He carefully climbed up the Stark tower, breathing a sigh of relief when he found his window unlocked. He silently slipped into his room, making sure he didn't make too much noise, when suddenly the light flicked on, revealing a figure leaning against his door with folded arms.

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Steve looked up at Peter, a scarily calm look on his face.

“Peter, where on earth have you been?” He said in a strained voice. “I came in here to check on you in light of recent events, and I find that you’re not even here! Tony has been flipping out for hours now, and is currently in his lab, trying to distract himself from tearing up this city looking for you! Do you know how hard it was to stop him from getting every avenger up to look for you! It’s barely been 24 hours since we found you in hospital and you’re already going off god knows where!” By this point he was yelling, not seeming to care about the other residents on the floor.

Just as Steve took a deep breath to compose himself, the door behind him burst open, pushing him to the side. Tony stormed in and took over. “Where the flying fuck have you been Peter!”

Both parents stared at Peter expectantly, waiting for an answer. He took a deep breath.

“I was hanging out and playing video games with Deadpool.”

Tony’s reaction was immediate. “WITH WHO!? PETER WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!? YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS DEADPOOL IS! WHY WOULD YOU GO NEAR HIM!?”

Peter looked at his feet. “Because he’s nice and fun.” He mumbled.

“Nice and fun!? Peter, this man kills people for a living!” Tony looked as if he was going to explode, his face a dangerous shade of red.

Peter looked at the ground. “Well not good people… Seriously, he’s a pretty nice guy once you get to know him.”

Steve looked at him suspiciously. “So you would consider him a friend? Do you trust him?”

He considered this for a moment before replying. “Yes I do.”

Steve sighed, and led Tony out of the room. Peter could hear them discussing him outside his room as he stood, awkwardly waiting.

When they returned after 10 minutes, Steve appeared calm and Tony appeared to be trying to do the same, barely concealing his frustration.

“Okay, we’ve decided you can hang around Deadpool, but only on certain conditions.” Steve said sternly. “Firstly, you have to let either one of us know where you are each time you meet with him. This is non-negotiable. Secondly, you have to be back by midnight. Tony thinks that midnight is far too similar to Cinderella’s curfew, so if you are late even once, he’ll be more than happy to change it to 11pm. And thirdly, you may not engage in any of his ‘missions’ or get involved in his work. If this rule is broken even in the slightest, you will be placed under house arrest. Have I made myself clear?”

Peter didn’t agree with all the rules, but what choice did he have? He reluctantly agreed, and Steve and Tony walked out, an argument starting as they had barely left the room.

Peter yawned and fell back on his bed, kicked off his shoes and promptly fell asleep, settling into a dream of being Spiderman.