Chapter 22
I walked off the elevator and just took a second to enjoy being...home. I know that they were probably worried and I was just overreacting. I know that I have a 50/50 chance of either being killed..or welcomed back. If Aunt Nat is near then being killed is most likely the winner. I walked down the hallway and into the living room, I stopped when I saw everyone just sitting around. Oh my God! What am I gonna way. What am I doing. My brain was telling me to high-tail-it outta there NOW! But the twisting of my stomach made it very painful to move, so now I’m just standing here. Stupid stupid stupid. I looked at Dad, he was a mess, he looked tired and anxious- very on edge.
I worked up about three seconds of courage and weakly pushed out, “Dad?”
His head snapped back faster then it should be humanly possible, as did everyone else's. He ran over to me and hugged me, like he was the only thing that could protect me.
“Peter! Your alive, your not dead.” He nuzzled his head into me, I hugged him back, he was so tense.
I pulled away, a stray tear falling from my eye, “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have left and-my breath hitched-- I..I’m so sorry.”
Dad just pulled me into him and told me that he wasn’t mad, and that he should have been a better father. Pops came up behind me and wrapped his arms around the both of us. When we all pulled away from each other we were silent. What do say after that? Then the silence was broken by none other than my aunt, the assassin who showed no mercy.
“Peter! Where the hell were you?!” She ran out of the elevator and over to us. My eyes went wide and I tensed up drastically. “What the hell is wrong with you! ты так мертв!”
“Shit..” was all I could say before she bear hugged me. Wait what?! Why am I not getting pounded into the floor right now? “Whaa…”
She just laughed at the confusion on my face, then she pulled back and walked away. She is so hard to read. I turned back to my dads, “What just happened?”
They said nothing, I guess they were as clueless as I was. After talking with them for a while longer I went to my room. It was around 4 in the morning by then, and I was exhausted, mentally and physically. I flopped down on my bed and rolled over on my side. I pulled Wade’s hoodie up and breathed in his scent. It was like a strong, metallic pine. I loved it, I think I loved him too. I drifted away to sleep, snuggling the large hoodie.
I never actually told my dads that I had stayed at Wade’s place. I just said that I stayed with a friend on the other side of town, they didn’t ask too many questions. Probably scared that I would bolt on them if they said something wrong.
When Wades got home he called out for his Baby Boy, but he was gone. Wade read the note that Peter left him, Wade, thanks for letting me stay at your place for so long, I really enjoyed your company. I needed to sort some things out at home, see you soon. Love Peter.
[ So he left.]
{Yes can you not read, he said he had to sort some things out at home with his dads.}
[ But what if we never see him again?!]
“Oh, we’ll see him again.” Wade said to his boxes. “Tonight.”
Later on that night Wade drove to Stark tower. He parked his old, beat-up, car about two blocks away. He made his way to the side of the tower and took out his phone.
Ring...ring...ring…
“Hello?”
“Peter! Good you’re up. Okay come downstairs, I’ll be waiting by the third car to the right.”
“What?”
“See you in a minute Sweetums.”
Peter sat up in his bed, staring at his phone. He was sleeping when Wade called him. Reluctantly, he got out of bed and pulled some pants on. He got in the elevator and went down to the first floor. He walked out and sure enough there was Wade. Standing next to the third car on the right.
“What are you doing here Wade?! If my dads find you they will kill us both!”
“Don’t worry babe, I’m immortal.” He said with pride.
“Well I’m not, so what do you want.” I said bitterly.
“To meet your parents. And have them know about us.” He said smiling like it was the most nonchalant thing in the world.
“You’re clowning.” I said my jaw dropping. “You’re not clowning.”
“Nope, not clowning.”
“A-are you sure?”
“Yes. Lets meet up after patrol tomorrow and tell them.”
Peter let out an exasperated sigh and walked back into the tower, mumbling about how he wanted roses at his funeral. Wade just smiled and walked back to his car and drove home.
The next day they met up after patrol and Peter swung to two of them into the tower.
“Are you positive you want to do this?” I asked still not completely on-board with the whole idea.
“Yes. Now go get Mommy and Daddy.” He said playfully.
I went and got my parents, who suspected nothing.
“Pops. Dad. I have to tell you something.”
“What is it kid?”
“I’m gay.”
They were quiet at first, but then they pulled me into a nice hug and said that they were proud.
Then I pulled away and walked over to the balcony, I rounded the corner and grabbed Wade. When we came into view, both of my parents jaws dropped.
“This is Wade, my boyfriend.”
“Hey Mr. and Mrs. Spangles.”
Peter elbowed Wade in his side, and tried to laugh it off.
“Your what now?” Tony said very confused.
“My boyfriend, he makes me happy and I love him.” Wade looked over at Peter and smiled under his mask.
Cap looked over at Tony, then at Peter and Deadpool, “Well then, welcome to the family Wade.”
THE END
I know this ending isn’t perfect but my writers block wasn’t clearing so I just ended it so I could start working on other stories. Much love and thanks for all the kudos I hoped you liked my first fic.