Chapter 1
Peter and Wade were cuddled up on Wade's old Mexican food stained couch. In all fairness the couch wasn't comfortable at all, springs stuck out from the sides and it smelled worse than wade's failed attempt at making pizza. But the two never got alone time like this, normally Wade was off either blowing his victims heads clean off or eating every chimichanga he could possibly find. Peter on the other hand was busy being 'You're Friendly Neighbourhood Spider-Man' and still trying to balance school. So a beat up couch was the least of their worries.
Wade had gone to make some popcorn while Peter was left in charge of picking the movie. Not the brightest they've had. Wade got mad and started yelling at the popcorn, eventually he had enough and shot the popcorn, multiple times. Peter jus listened to the whole thing go down and laughed, and he picked the worst movie of all.. At least in Wade's opinion.
The two argued about movies for nearly an hour, Wade wanted action, blood and gore. Pete wanted some lame documentary.
"But Petey come on! Zombies are totally better than organ-or- no.. Not orgasms because those are fun-"
Peter cut wade off before his rumblings turned for the worst. "Organisms Wade. Organisms."
"Whatever.. Zombies are still cooler Spidey pleeaseeee" Wade suddenly got on his knee and started to beg.
"Fine.." The brunette started to run his temples as his boyfriend engulfed him in a huge spine crushing hug. He was mumbling something about being best. God, his boyfriend could be such a kid sometimes.
After what seemed like forever the popcorn was made, movie was picked out and everything was finally perfect. Although knowing these two I don't know how long that would last. Peter's head rested on wade's shoulder as his arm was wrapped around him, pulling the web head closer.
Peter could barley focus on the movie. His mind was trapped in his thoughts. Something has been on his mind the whole day, the past week even. But he couldn't muster up the courage to tell Wade. The news would crush him. Peter was mentally debating whether or not to tell him now or wait till the end of the movie.
Picking up the remote he calmly said in his head now or never..
"Wade. I need to tell you something." Peter said ever so faintly.
"Did you finally realize you're too good for me baby boy? I mean I know I'm ugly and stuff but-"
"Wade it's not that.."
"Thank god! I don't think I could live without you baby boy" Wade had a relieved smile upon his face. Happy his lover wasn't going to leave. But his smile quickly faded.
"Wade.. I-I um.."
"Pete you're scary me.. You can tell me. I mean I'm not really good with emotions and all-"
"I have cancer!" Peter cut Wade off and finally said it. Even if he immediately broke into tears afterwards. Wade on the other hand looked pale as a ghost. The notorious Merc with a mouth was speechless..
He was snapped back to reality and hugged his crying boyfriend. He rested his chin on top of Peter's hair as he cried into his chest. Moments of silence passed as the two were trying to cope with this. Deadpools heart was absolutely shattered.
"How bad is it.." He asked in a form of a whisper.
Peter chocked "stage 3.." He let out a sob.
Wade shed a single tear. He kept reassuring Peter he would be fine, everything that would be okay but even Wade didn't truly believe what he was saying. Everything was going to be okay right? It had to be.. Later on that night after Peter had fallen asleep, Wade snuck off and instantly broke down crying. Sobbing so loud he couldn't woken up the whole City. Wade felt so weak, so useless and like he failed Peter. He couldn't protect Peter from this. Wade can't do anything..except wait.