The Webs We Weave

Harley's glare intensified.  

"If I have to fight you, I will."

"You'll lose." Peter replied, all laughter gone from his voice.

The two stared at each other, both with very different reasons for anger.

"Play nice kids."

The two men turned as the familiar red and black clad figure stepped on to the roof.

"You're that crazy mercenary the Avengers are after!" Harley yelled, turning away from Peter.

"I don't think you and I have been properly introduced Little Iron Man! I'm Deadpool, mercenary extraordinaire!" he grinned, taking a bow. "Now, if you'll excuse us, I have unfinished business with the spider."

"If you think I'm leaving you're crazier than they said." Harley growled. "I'm taking you in!"

"Really newbie?" Wade asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You're outnumbered and out classed kid."

The other three roof inhabitants turned to the new voice. Daredevil stood, unimpressed with the whole situation.

"Go back to the tower. Spider-Man is no longer available."

Harley glared, fully aware of how bad it would go for him if he chose to fight. 

"This isn't over Spider-Man. I don't care who you are, Tony will come to his senses soon. I'll see to it."

Peter watched as the Iron Lad suit took off back towards Avenger's Tower. He let out a breath as he turned to Matt and Wade.

"Go home Pete. You need the rest. I'm assuming you're planning to go to work...today. We'll talk tomorrow after you get off." Matt said, turning to leave the roof then paused. "And Pete,"

"Yeah Matt?"

"I'm glad you're ok kid."

Peter smiled as Matt left the roof. 

"Finally!" 

Peter gasped as Wade wrapped his arms around him and pulled him to his chest.

"What do you say you and I go back to my place and catch some sleep? I'll make pancakes!"

Peter swallowed hard as Wade hurried his face in his neck.

"I-I have w-work in a few hours."

"My place is only twenty minutes away, less if we swing."

Peter felt the warmth of Wade's breath on his ear through the mask. A slight shiver ran down his spine and he prayed Wade didn't notice it. The warmth from his body was seeping in to Peter's exhausted one. He wished he didn't have to go to work, but he had already missed yesterday.

"I have to go home." Peter sighed. "I don't have a change of clothes with me. Thanks for the pancake offer though."

Wade sighed but didn't turn him lose.

"Can't say I'm overly excited with how tonight went down Baby Boy. I was worried I wouldn't be seeing you for a while once they got you. Figured they'd lock you in the tower and I'd have to storm it and save you."

Peter raised his eyebrow and looked up at Wade's masked face.

"Are you calling me a princess?"

"Depends, does that do it for you?"

"No." Peter chuckled.

The two stood there, Wade keeping Peter close, as the minutes ticked by. Eventually Peter sighed and pulled out of Wade's grip.

"I gotta go home and try to at least knock out an hour of sleep. Night Wade." he said, turning and heading towards the edge of the roof.

"Peter, wait!"

Peter turned back with a raised eyebrow.

"Ye-"

Before he could finish Wade surged forward, pulling his mask up over his mouth and smashing their lips together in a needy kiss. Peter's eyes widened in surprise as Wade's firm lips pressed further into his own. The mercenary's hand cupped the back of his head while the other wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. Peter felt his eyes slide shut as he pressed back into the kiss. His arms wrapped around Wade's neck. 

The need for oxygen broke them apart. Peter's already ragged breath hitched as Wade's lips trailed along the exposed skin of his jaw.

"W-wade." Peter gasped.

"Call in Baby Boy." Wade whispered, running his tongue up Peter's neck. "Call in and let me take you to my place where you can get out of whoever's shirt this is and into one of mine."

Peter could hear the growl in Wade's voice at the mention of Bucky's shirt. The tiny show of jealousy shot heat straight to Peter's groin. He was mortified by the needy moaned that slipped out of him.

"If jealously does it for you Petey-Pie, it won't be hard for me to turn you on." Wade smirked, running his mouth down to the juncture of Peter's neck and shoulder and bit down with a firm suck.

Another moaned escaped Peter, the thought of the mark that would be left far from his mind. His mind was hazy as the hand that had been around his waist started to roam. It was the sight of the sun cresting the horizon that snapped him out of his daze.

"W-Wade!" Peter shouted, stepping back.

Wade frowned as Peter moved out of his hold. He could see however, the obvious blush running from his cheeks down his neck. He smirked at the blooming bruise on Peter's neck. Despite Peter's healing ability, it wasn't about to vanish before he went to work.

"I get it Petey. Run home and try to get a little sleep at least." he smiled, placing a light kiss to Peter's lips. "I'll find you during patrol."

Peter just nodded, pulling his mask back down and walked a little unsteadily the rest of the was to the roof ledge, then threw a web and swung off home.

Wade waited till his spider was out of sight then dropped to his knees and threw his hands in to the air.

"FINALLY!"

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"Morning Pete, I-" Harry spit the spit of coffee he had just taken out over his desk and coughed. "Jesus Pete! What the hell happened? You look like ass!"

Peter stood on the opposite side of Harry's desk with droopy eyes, dark circles under them and the worst case of bed head Harry had ever seen. HIs clothes were heavily wrinkled and only one side of his button up was actually tucked in. He was also pretty positive he was catching glimpses of a bruise at the base of Peter's neck, but he couldn't be sure due to the collar. Peter made a grunting sound at him as he leaned across the desk and swiped Harry's coffee from him, downing it in one go.

"Well, I had hoped to look how I feel so," Peter paused, putting the mug back on the desk. "Mission accomplished I guess."

"You could have took another day off Pete. Can you even function in a lab like that?"

"I'm about 85% sure I won't die if if something goes wrong."

"Pete, I need you to operate at 100% surety that you, not only, won't die if something goes wrong, but also that you won't be the reason something goes wrong."

Peter blinked slowly as he studied Harry's face.

"I'm not sure if I should be offended at your lack of faith, or warmed by your concern."

"I don't know about letting you in the labs Pete. Maybe you should crash on my couch for a bit." Harry said, pointing to the couch against the wall of his office.

Peter looked at the couch, then back at Harry, then back at the couch. Shuffling his way over, he fell face first into the softest cushions he's ever felt.

"Har," his muffled voice said. "It's a sin to have a couch this comfortable."

Harry chuckled as he wiped up the coffee on his desk. Before he could finish, the sounds of soft snores were coming from the prone figure on his couch. Harry smiled fondly at his friend before turning back to his paperwork.

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Tony stared at the ceiling of his lab as he leaned back in his chair. He couldn't get the anger on Peter's face out of his mind. The words the younger man had said ran through his mind. Had he really been that terrible? Who was he kidding, he knew he had been terrible to Peter. He hadn't treated Peter well at all. He was a kid when they went to Germany and Tony knew he had taken him for selfish reasons. He wanted to overpower Steve's team and force them to come back. A lot of good it had done and Peter had no problem throwing it in Tony's face. 

Peter had had no business being in Germany and Tony had had no right to enter his life the way he did. If he had been a more decent person, he would have planned a more official meeting and took the kid on as a mentee properly. Instead, he dragged the kid off into a fight that wasn't his, then basically dropped him. He knew Peter had hero worship for him, and he knew he hadn't treated it properly. Hero worship can only last as long as you're still seen as a hero.

"Tony?"

Tony swiveled his chair around to see Pepper looking at him.

"I told you Tony. I told you when you brought him in to make sure you brought in Spider-Man and not Peter Parker."

"He was here, Pep." Tony sighed. "He was here. I had him where he couldn't run from me, at least I thought he couldn't. Barnes weirdly gives him a shirt, which I will be questioning him on now that I think about it. Peter took it was to easily. Then after that, F.R.I.D.A.Y betrayed me and let him out."

"'Let him out'? He's not a pet Tony. Did you even know Harley went after him when he left?"

Tony shot up in his seat. "He did what?"

"He went after Peter."

"Why would he do that?"

"Are you serious Tony?" Pepper snapped. "Of course he went after him! I watched the footage of Peter's time here. He did not want to be here and he made that very clear. Harley sat there and watched the one person you've went on and on about act like, in his mind, a jerk. You and I both know Peter is mad and hurt over the past but Harley doesn't. He looked at Spider-Man as who he needed to emulate to get your attention and then that disaster played out right in front of him. He doesn't know why you want Spider-Man so bad. Jesus Tony, after all that and you slinking back in here all depressed, Harley's probably wondering why he can't be enough for you!"

Tony blinked up at Pepper's angry face.

"What do you mean, he can't be enough for me?"

"Do I need to spell it out for you Tony? Harley is here, Peter is not. I understand you want to have Peter back Tony, I do. But you need to understand that Harley has feelings too. He came here hoping to spend time with you. You made him a suit and put him on the Avengers Tony! You set him up as this important addition to your life then shut him out the minute you found out Peter was in danger. I know you wanted the two of them to work together, but unless things change that's never going to happen. Peter has a lot of pent up anger and Harley isn't handling being pushed aside for him at all. Peter's not here and doesn't want to be and Harley is living in his ever present shadow!"

Tony sighed. It didn't seem to matter what he did, he was going to mess up someone's life. He failed with Peter and now he was failing with Harley. Taking a breath, stood up. He might be a long way from having Peter back, but he could keep Harley if he stepped up now.

"You're right Pep. I'm not giving up on Pete, but I agreed on bring Harley here so I'm gonna be the mentor to him I should have been all along."

"That's all I can ask." Pepper gave him a small smile, then left Tony alone in his lab.

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"So....that was something." Clint said, watching as Bucky entered the common room with a new shirt. He knew he wasn't the only one questioning Barnes's seemingly odd behavior towards Spider-Man.

"I guess we won't be using that briefing room for a bit." Bucky tossed back casually as he sat in one of the over stuffed chairs.

"I think we can cut the small talk." Rhodey huphed. "What was up with you Barnes? The kid goes to leave and you just strip your shirt off and give it to him like it was nothing. You didn't even hesitate."

"You got a soft spot for the spider kid?" Sam smirked.

"Maybe I do." Bucky shrugged, surprising everyone with the exception of Natasha who's face remained emotionless.

"Well, the meeting when over about as well as I thought it would." Steve sighed, drawing attention away from Bucky. He would question him later.

"It would have been better if Tony had stayed out like you told him to." Sam rolled his eyes.

"There's so much we seem to be missing between the two of them." 

Everyone turned to Wanda as she stared at the floor.

"There was so much anger, hurt, and confusion written all over their faces. We were to surprised by the sheer amount of hostility about the whole situation from Spider-Man that we didn't even notice it."

Bucky glanced at Natasha who returned it with one promising a talk once they were away from everyone.

"I can't believe F.R.I.D.A.Y opened the window for him honestly." Rhodey said, crossing his arms.

"Barnes gives the kid the literal shirt off his back and F.R.I.D.A.Y helps him escape. There must be more to the spider than we thought. So, what is it Barnes? What makes the kid so special?" Clint grinned.

"Maybe I just feel for the kid, Barton."

No one said a word as they all knew what Bucky was implying. He and Tony, even now, didn't have the best of relationships. If anyone would have a soft spot for Spider-man, it would be Bucky.

Steve watched his best friend carefully. He knew he wasn't mistaking the quick look he had shared with Natasha. Bucky had supported Spider-Man leaving unquestionably and Natasha clearly knew why.

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"Objection!" Peter yelled out as he fell off the couch and hit the floor.

"Pete?" Harry raised an eyebrow as he looked over at his friend now spread out on the floor.

"Matt?" Peter asked, looking up with bleary eyes.

"No quite." Harry chuckled, walking over and helping him back up on to the couch. "I'd ask if you felt any better but it sounds like you were very busy.""

Peter groaned and put his face in his hands.

"Sorry Har. It's just that I missed yesterday so I didn't want to miss today. You took a big risk hiring me into a high level position so I don't want to put any more stress on you."

"Pete, you put stress on me when you show up to work looking like you just got off a six day bender."

Peter peeked at Harry through his fingers.

"I'm a terrible friend."

"No, you're just kind of a idiot."

Peter smiled and stood up. 

"What time is it?" He asked, stretching.

"5. It's quitting time Pete."

"What?! Harry! How could you let me sleep all day? If someone had come in and seen me sleeping in here it wouldn't have looked good on either of us!"

Harry grinned as he stood up and walked to his desk.

"The board do hold some power Pete, but I'm still the head of this company. I have the most invested in it. If someone came in here and saw you sleeping, I can assure you it's only going to look bad on you." He said, giving Peter a wink.

Not to be outdone, Peter casually sauntered up to his desk and smirked.

"Or, they think you were getting a little extra friendly with the favored hiree."

"I'd love for MJ to get that call." 

"I'd want to know why you bent Peter over that desk instead of me."

The two men turned to a grinning redhead leaning against the door frame.

"MJ! What makes you think I would be the one bent over?." Peter cried as Mary Jane strolled in towards the desk.

"Because you'd be so hot in that position Tiger." she winked then kissed his cheek. "Now, as much as I love you, unless voyeurism is your kink I suggest you head on out. Me or Harry one is about to really get bent over that desk."

"What the shit MJ?! I'm out!" Peter laughed, throwing his hands up and walking to the door where he had dropped his bag when he came in. "Stick to the desk though, I may have to use that couch again at some point!"

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Peter took a deep breath as he walked in to Matt's apartment. Having slept straight through lunch, his mouth salivated at the smells coming from the kitchen.

"Hey, sweetheart." May smiled as Peter walking into the living room.

"May?"

"Felicia came and got me. She's cooking a 'proper family meal', since I go back to work tomorrow."

Peter smiled as he fell beside her on the couch. She smiled as he leaned his head on her shoulder and she ran her fingers through his hair.

"I was worried about you Peter. I went to the tower to get you last night but when I got there Matt showed up and we watched you hurl yourself out a window. Jess drove me home but I wish you'd have woken me up with you came in instead of covering me up with a blanket. You were gone by the time I woke up."

"I'm sorry May." Peter sighed, closing his eyes as her fingernails lightly scrapped his scalp. "You looked like you needed the rest."

"I didn't have anywhere to go today Peter. You should have taken another day off."

"I kind of did. I crashed on Harry's couch all day."

He felt May chuckle.

"Only you Peter Parker. Only you."

"Is this strictly a Parker moment or can a Hardy and Murdock join in?"

Peter smiled, keeping his head on May's shoulder.

"Sorry Hardy, but right now spider aunt attention is for spider nephews only."

"Lame." Felicia smiled. "Dinner's done. Just waiting to Matt to get out the shower."

"It smells great." May said, continuing to mess with Peter's hair.

Felicia sighed as she cuddled up next to Peter on the couch.

"If I can't have spider aunt attention, then I'm taking spider nephew's cuddles."

"Not on my couch." Matt grumbled as he entered the living room.

May chuckled as Peter lifted his head and looked at Matt over the back of the couch.

"Be nice. I was kidnapped last night." Peter pouted.

"And we need to have a chat about that. Right now though, I'm starving."

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Harley fumed as he paced in his room. Spider-Man was nothing more than a complete asshole. There was nothing about him that was worth the trouble the Avengers were about to get into to help him. He had his band of street friends, and that's all he seemed to want. He hadn't been lying when he told Spider-Man Tony should just move on.

Still, the mysterious attackers of the thief were a concern for anyone. Infiltrating Fury's new faction was a bold move. They had to know they wouldn't be able to continue to operate under him once they went after her. Then again, what did it matter? The message was well received. 

What made Spider-Man so important?

Since he had arrived in New York, all he heard about was Spider-Man and he was done with it. He had made himself clear that the arachnid was to stay clear of Tony once this was all over. Once he was out of the way, Tony could move on. He knew Tony had had high hopes for him and Spider-Man to be a team, but that was never going to happen. Tony had already said he would be leading the next set of Avengers, granted he was supposed to be doing it with Spider-Man, but he wasn't worried about it. Once a new team came up to bat, Harley would make sure Spider-Man knew his lack of placement on the team. As far as he was concerned, Spider-Man was a vigilante and had no place on a well respected team like his.

Until then though, he needed to devote some time to Harley. He needed to know a few things about the workings of the Avengers if he was going to help Peter.

"Sorry Tony." Harley sighed. "I didn't know there was so much between you and Spider-Man."

"It's ok kid. We'll work it out. Until we do though, I'm gonna start Avengers lessons with you. You need to know how we operate now so you'll be able to carry on once we stop. Plus, let's give that suit of yours some of the upgrades I didn't get a chance to install."

Harley grinned as he followed Tony out of his room and off to the lab.

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"Ok, so we're not dealing with Fury." Matt sighed.

Felicia had taken May home a little while ago while Peter stayed behind to talk with Matt.

"No, they were very adamant about it. Even they're worried now. While I'm the primary, they're concerned this could get out of hand and start affecting others."

"Not a ridiculous thought."

Peter took a gulp of his chocolate milk out of the Spider-Man themed mug Matt had about just for him. He smiled as Matt had given it to him without thought. 

Because that's how well he knows me.

"Well, now we have a better idea of what we're dealing with. Norman was a hard takedown for you Pete, are you up to doing it again?"

"Do I really have a choice?" Peter frowned.

"No."

Peter nodded. 

"I'm gonna have a talk with Jess. This might be the clue she needs."

"For what?" 

Matt paused, then answered.

"The docks. She's still chasing what's going on there. There's a high chance it's linked to Norman. Probably the only good thing to come from all this that's happened is that it's kept you away from there."

"Well, while Jess is checking on that, I'll snoop around Oscorp. Maybe I'll find a trace of Norman." Peter sighed, putting his mug down and rubbing his temples.

"I don't know if that's a good idea. Right now Norman things you're oblivious to his escape. You go poking around where you shouldn't and you risk putting yourself in a position to be easy pickings. As long as you stick to public places, Norman isn't likely to come after you. If he does, he'll expose himself."

"Is this Lawyer Matt, Daredevil or Devil Dad talking?" Peter grinned.

"All three brat."

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Peter let out a breath as he landed on a rooftop. He had had to beg Matt to give him the spare suit he kept there, and even then he had to promise to head straight home. He knew Matt would be calling Aunt May to tell her he was on his way and that she should call him when he got there. He didn't trust Peter not to text him he was home and still be out.

Taking a stretch before continuing his journey home, his spider-sense didn't even go off as a gloved hand covered his masked mouth and pulled him back against a warm chest. Before he could panic a warm voice spoke in his ear.

"Relax baby boy, Daddy Deadpool just wants some alone time."

Peter relaxed in relief before squeaking as Wade lifted him up and threw him over his shoulder.

"What luck that you're so close to my place!"

"W-Wade! I have to get home! Da-"

"Shh!" Wade hushed him, slapping his rear. "I've already got it covered. Your little kitty cat is officially my second favorite person."

Peter clamped his mouth shut as Wade proceeded to carry him across the roof towards the fire escape. 

"I-I can get down on my own."

"Every time I get alone with you, someone shows up and either you run, or you're taken from me. So, no can do this time Petey-Pie. I'm gonna make sure we're safe at my place before I let you down." Wade grinned, holding Peter still with a firm hand on his ass.

Peter didn't argue.

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The two made it to Wade's apartment building fast that Peter thought they would. True to his word, Wade had refused to put him down, even scaling his own fire escape with Peter slung over his shoulder. Lifting up his window, he placed Peter back on his feet and ushered him inside.

Peter waited as Wade shut and locked the window behind him. He watched as the mercenary walked through the living room and turned on the lights. The area was surprisingly cleaner than he thought it would be. In fact, Peter thought, it looked like it had been freshly cleaned. Fresh enough to suggest Wade had fully intended to follow through with what he said about finding him during patrol.

"So," Wade started, sounding nervous. 

Peter smiled under his mask as he watched Wade fidget, unsure what to do now that he had Peter alone without fear of being interrupted.

"You have a nice place." Peter said, taking pity on him.

"Th-thanks. So," Wade started, the confidence returning to his voice as he moved toward Peter. "I do believe we were in the middle of something when Iron Ass showed up. What do you say we pick up where we left off?"

Peter felt a warmth shoot straight to his groin as Wade grabbed him by his hips and pulled him flush against his body. He felt himself nod as Wade lifted the bottoms of their masks and placed his lips gently against his. Peter closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Wade's neck, deepening the kiss. 

They stood in Wade's living room, wrapped up in each other a long while before Peter felt Wade's hands begin to roam. The spandex of his suit suddenly felt to hot and the gloves on his hands were a hinderance to what he wanted.

"W-Wade." Peter gasped out as the mere's lips ran down his jaw and neck to where the collar of his suit started. "W-Wade. I want to look at you."

Wade pulled back and looked at Peter with a confused expression, obvious even through the mask.

"I want to see you without the masks."

"Petey, I don't know-did you says 'masks' as in plural? As in both of us?"

Peter smiled softly as he cupped Wade's cheeks in his hands.

"Yes. I'm not bothered by the scars. I've seen a lot of your skin under the mask. We've made out. I'm not going anywhere just because you show me the rest of your face."

A frown made its way on to Wade's face as he considered Peter's words.

"If you're sure."

"I am." Peter grinned, lifting up and licking Wade's lips.

"Oh baby boy." Wade smirked as licked his lips, cause Peter's face to heat up. 

Slowly, Wade lifted his mask the rest of the way off his face and waited for Peter's response.

"There you are." Peter said softly, taking in Wade's scarred face and bright blue eyes. He ran his eyes over the defined jawline and strong features. "You're extremely handsome Wade. Don't let anyone tell you different."

Wade didn't respond as he lifted his hands, sliding this thumbs under the edges of Peter's mask. Peter nodded and Wade began the slow removal of the mask hiding the face he had always wanted to see. The mask gave way to a soft face with soft, slightly curled brown hair and a pair of warm, honey brown eyes.

"Hi Wade, I'm Peter."