Spider-Man/Deadpool - "Can I Kiss You?"
“Can I kiss you?”
Wade choked on his drink. “What?!”
Peter gave a casual shrug, despite the flush crossing his face. “Just wanted to try it.”
Wade blinked. “Wanted… to try… kissing…me?”
Peter looked down at his hands. “Yeah.”
Wade’s reached out and pulled at Peter’s hair.
“Ow!” Peter winced as Wade’s fingers started searching Peter’s scalp. “This isn’t what I asked for.”
“Just making sure you haven’t got a concussion or something,” Wade replied sweetly. He couldn’t feel anything…He clicked his fingers in front of Peter’s eyes. “Hey you haven’t run into like a telepath or Mesmero or anything recently, have you?”
Peter glared at him. “Forget it.” He made to move away.
In a panic, Wade grabbed his arm. “I wasn’t saying no.” Wade told him. “I was just trying to come up with a good explanation for why you’d want to kiss this.” He pointed to his unmasked face.
Peter looked at it determinedly. “I just do.”
Wade searched his face. “No joke?”
“No joke.” Peter was sliding forward.
In a panic, Wade dropped his hand and stepped back. “Just checking,” he grinned with a too high pitched voice. “So, you want to go get tacos or chimichangas or something?”
“Wade.”
Oh no, he had that tone of voice again. “Or is pizza your taste today?” He hummed as he turned away. “There’s a nice place right near here, you know.”
“Please.“
Wade turned back in surprise. Peter sounded so…desperate.
“Okay.” The word came out without any thought, but Peter lit up and stepped forward again. Wade placed his hands on Peter’s upper arm.
“Be gentle,” he joked, before their lips met.