Chapter 26
Wade had gone back to rotting in his apartment. The room had become a mess, he wore old tattered clothes at were easy on his scars. The night lights of the city seeped though the blinds coloring his room in florescents. He was faced down on the bed glaring at anything in sight. For days now he was stuck like this.
There was a loud grumble of thoughts going through his head. It almost felt like the voices had returned. But he knew that it was only him. He couldn't stop thinking about it. The memory still so fresh. The chilled air wrafting past them. Watching Spiderman lift a hand to him mask. Feeling confusion before seeing his face. That face.
Wade groaned into the pillow. Peter had looked so scared. Wide doe eyes pleading with him. The words coming out in a shaken plea. He couldn't get over it though. That was Peter standing there in Spiderman's suit. Spiderman had taken off his mask to revile himself as Peter. It still made Wade's head spin. Two of his favorite people had turned out to be the same.
Innocent college kid Peter was the Web Slinging Menace.
And Wade had rejected it. He pulled back into himself so quickly he couldn't even provide the proper words. He felt so confused and panicked and hurt and so damn scared.
He was the SAME person! The one who encouraged him to keep talking with Peter. The one who asked about his missions as if he had no idea what was happening. He was being played the whole damn time. He was angry. Angry that Peter didn't just tell the truth. He understood secret identities but they had begun seeing each other. At least that's what Wade thought.
He groaned again dragging the blanket over his head. What was that even about? There was no way THE Spiderman would be in a relationship with him. He couldn't believe Spidey ever willing kiss him. Wade pressed his face into the pillow. The feeling of dread and self loathing like a heavy dark weight in his chest. He felt betrayed.
Not just at Peter but himself. He knew he shouldn't have gotten close to anyone. He'd gone through rejection so many times but to be used like this? Spiderman had to have been using this as some kind of way to obtain information from him. It had to be something. He huffed trying to go to will himself to sleep. But the constant swirl of emotions pried his mind awake. awake.
It didn't help that he was feeling guilty. The look on Peter's face when Wade called him out on lying was still fresh behind his lids. He wanted to take it back but felt it was fair. At least that's what he tried telling himself.
He glaced at the phone on the nightstand. Peter texted him another apology after that night. Wade wanted to tell him it was okay. That he wasn't angry just confused. But he couldn't pick up the phone. So he turned over and finally fell asleep.
The dream was familiar. Wade had a heavy sense of deja vu creeping down the empty hall of what looked like a bank. It almost seemed real until a familiar voice echoed in his mind.
[I told you to go through the ceiling]
{But the side entrance was fun! Ya know, til you got shot}
Wade touched his chest where the bullet wound began to heal. That's right. He had died for a few minutes when one of the robbers began shooting some kind of automatic. Wade managed to dodge all but the important one. He glanced down at the blood that coated his suit. Most of it wasn't his.
This was a time when he had tried the 'hero' thing. Most of the time he ended up halfassing it and got accused anyway. He huffed keeping his stride toward the safe. There were more robbers that no doubt heard the gunshots. They'd be waiting for him.
{Let's use the explosives we already kebabed the look out}
[Or we could not and get rid of all the bodies later. Since you ARE attempting to be a hero.]
{BOOOO!}
[Don't boo me I'm right.]
"He is right," Wade agreed gripping a katana in each hand.
{EVERY PARTY NEEDS A POOPER!}
"Hey! That's my thing!"
"Over there," Wade whirled behind a wall just as gunshots went off. The fight was quick. Wade decided killing them all would be easier. And not ten minutes later he was surrounded by blood and body parts. It was a scene he was often found in the middle of.
"What did you do?!"
"Do you mean what'd I do you saw- oh that was an outside voice."
{That voice is familiar...}
[TOO familiar...]
Wade turned slowly to find a the friendly neighborhood Spiderman hanging from a web upside down.
[Told you you should have gone through the ceiling.]
"Spidey," Wade squeeked.
"Deadpool." Something about hearing them name felt cold. He knew the man behind that mask. Knew his first name. Knew what his lips felt like. But now they were strangers. He was The merc with the mouth. And this was possibly the worst scenario he could imagine them being in. In fact it was.
"What have you done?"
"t's not what you think-"
{Pfft really? Going with that line?}
[Caught red handed]
{HaaHAHAHAhahahahhhaaa}
[Oh my god you're laugh is hideous]
{So rude.}
"Shut up," Wade hissed.
"Excuse me?"
"Not you! I'd never tell you to shut up. You're voice is-"
[Silk]
{Honey}
[Chocolate]
{Pancakes!}
"How does someone sound like pancakes?"
{I don't know but they're our favorite and he's our favorite!}
"True."
[Say that to his face I want to see his reaction.]
"I'm not going to say that out loud."
"If it's an explanation I suggest you do."
Wade blinked back up at the hero who was now standing just a few feet away. His arms crossed over his chest. Wade wanted to hug him. He was just short enough for Wade to be able to rest his chin on his head, enclose him, keep him safe.
[I know this is supposed to be a memory but aren't you mad at him about something?]
{Mad at Spidey?! Never!}
"I have a good reason!"
"A good reason for killing five people?"
"No! I- uhg I remembered why I hated you guys," Wade groaned gripping his head. "I wasn't planning on killing them I was trying to be a hero!"
"A hero?"
"Well not a HERO but like a changed man. Someone maybe not a hero but a better guy then...I...am..."
{Whoa did you really say that out loud? You won't say his voice sounds like pancakes but you'll spew that sappy shit.}
[Quick! Say something crude!]
{Like how his ass looks great in those spandex!}
[Or how it'd look even better on our face!]
"SHUT UP!"
"I didn't say anything!"
"Not-uuuuuhg, look web head. This was wrong. I did a bad thing and I know better and I should have handled this better but I didn't and I'm sorry."
The hero stood there with his for a minute staring Wade down. "I heard you were trying to turn a new leaf." The merc looked up with a confuse grunt. "It just didn't seem like it. Still doesn't. I know the whole hero thing is new to you but rule one? Don't kill anyone or at least try not to. You left a trail of bodies to this spot. If you really want this Deadpool you're going to have to try harder."
[Lectured by the Spiderman.]
{It's kinda hot.}
[If we misbehave again is he gonna spank us?]
{I promise to misbehave Mr. Spiderman sir.}
"I know," the bloodied man murmured. Fingers twitching as he attempted to ignore the voices.
"If...if you want I'll give you a few pointers."
[{What.}] All Wade managed was a dumbfounded, "whaauuuh-" He remembered it but was still shocked. He had forgotten Peter had offered him help.
"In secret! Only sometimes and I have rules!"
{Sounds kinky I'm in.}
[Me too.]
"Me three. I mean yes!"
He lifted a finger, "one, you can't kill people. Two, no explosives-"
{Awww}
"Three, you do as I say when we're on missions."
"It's a deal," Wade shouted rubbing his hand onto his pants then offered a handshake. It was useless and only made Peter wave him off.
[Wait isn't this a dream?]
{Yeah! Why ae we still in this shit hole whip up a fancy love hotel and some Wham!}
"No there's something else I want to do. Something I can't do in person," Wade murmured pulling his mask off. Spiderman didn't react.
{whAT ARE YOU DoING?!}
[Everyone shield your eyes!]
"Peter-"
"How did you-"
"We've...a lot has happened lately and I just...I want to talk to you. Now, because none of this is real."
"Wha-"
[Could you maybe tear up? I don't think it's dramatic enough.]
{Wait I want to see where this goes.}
"You used me. At least that's what if feels like. I don't know for sure why you did what you did Pete but it fuckin hurts. I...I had to work myself into trusting you and it went to shit. It's my fault too but...fuck Peter you...you really..."
"Wade."
The merc flinched from the sudden contanct. He looked up wide eyed not at Spiderman but Peter. They were back at the safehouse where they'd first kissed. Peter caressing his face like he did that night.
"I'm sorry Wade. I didn't mean to."
The older man closed his eyes leaning into the hand. "That's what I want you to say."
"Whatever it is," Peter's voice was so close. It was like he could feel his breath. "Whatever you need Wade, I'm here for you."
"Fuck," Wade murmured before soft lips met his. He couldn't pull away, couldn't deny how much ge missed it. He was falling for Peter, hard and fast and now that he knew of his secret identity he felt so much closer. He held Dream Peter close. Kissing him with everything he felt. Chapped lips a frantic push and pull against the hero's. Peter was patient as he always was letting the merc take control until they parted.
{Hey! Dream sequence initiated! Let's go all the way!}
[Our boy is all grown up]
Wade suppressed a groan putting his attention on Peter who's oak brown eyes slowly blinked at him. It made the taller man's insides melt. He crushed him into a hug giving an upset moan. "Damn it baby boy what've you done to me?"
[Guy is whipped.]
{*Whip noise*}
[You...you just said whip noise you...you didn't actually make the noise.]
{The author doesn't know how to spell it I improvised!}
"Alright it's time to wake up. Catch you on the flipside babe," Wade kissed him once more before willing himself awake.
When the merc awoke he was still feeling dazed. He glaced up at the window it was just after sunset. There was only one thing on his mind as he sat up. He wanted to see Peter. He forced himself up to get dressed. The dark mess of thoughts getting louder as he made his way out of the apartment building. The crowd didn't seem as stiflingly when he was so focus on getting uptown. Taking long strides to the subway. Everyone gave him space as he took a seat he kept his eyes on the phone screen trying to decided if he should call or text.
He still hadn't decided after getting off. Stark building like a big ugly becon. He paced, eyes on Peter's contact names. There was one labeled Spidey babe with a few emojis. Peter's was labeled PtrPrkr framed with hearts. Now he couldn't decided with to call.
With an annoyed groan he clicked Peter's, tugging his hood down as he stared up at the building. He'd be lying if he said he didn't miss the other man's voice. Peter answer with a breathless 'hello?' as if he rushed to the phone.
Wade tightened his hand on the phone. "Hey," he brought his hand to the back of his head as if to scratch but thought better of it. "Could you come outside to talk?"
"Yeah. Yes. Where should I-"
"I'm in front of Stark Tower."
"I'll be right there." Wade stashed his phone with a shaky sigh giving the Tower a skeptical glance. He never really trusted Stark, at least not with his personal life. Being so close made it feel as if the billionaire man child was watching him. He probably was. Wade continued to pace across the street peering at the door every other second.
Peter was there only a second later. His hair was a mess, he was in a pair of blue sweatpants with Wade's hoodie on and damn it now was not the time to be admiring him in the merc's clothes he came here for a reason. When Peter spotted him he ran across the street, getting a collection of honks and angry shout. The younger man ignored them never taking his eyes away from Wade's. "Hey."
"This way," Wade murmured leading them back towards his apartment. Peter nearly had to sprint to keep up with his long strides. "I...I've been thinking for the past few days." Peter was quiet as he followed. "I needed time to understand and think of what to say but...I still have no idea what I'm supposed to..."
"You don't have to say anything," Peter stated pausing where he stood to give Wade a look that screamed regret. "It was my fault, I'm sorry Wade. I'm so sorry. I should have told you-"
"But you didn't," he hadn't said it in a bitter tone. He just pointed it out. They both stood on the sidewalk looking at each other.
"I didn't," he agreed softly.
"Why didn't you?" Wade was getting defensive now. He asked himself this question so many times. "Were you just messing with me? Were you trying to get information?"
"No! I would never do that-"
"Then WHY Peter?! Why did you lie to me?" He hadn't meant to yell but all those ugly feelings were sufficing. Driving him into a deeper state of panic.
"I-I didn't mean to. Things just kept happening, there was never a good time. And then we started dating and I really like you and I didn't want you to hate me-"
"You already lied you don't have to give me pity." The merc turned away suddenly self cautious. Wade flipped through emotions so quickly it almost gave Peter whiplash.
"What?" The confused face Peter gave only pissed Wade off more.
"You don't have to pity me. There's no way someone like you would date me."
Peter gaped, face contorting into disbelief then pain."Someone like ME? What does that mean?"
"You know. Someone responsible. Heroic. Famous. Smart. Handsome. You'd never actually date me." As they stood there if felt llike Wade was sinking into a deeper hole. Those dark thoughts now clawing away at any confidence he had a few minutes ago.
"Wade Wilson."
Said man blinked at the sound of his name turning to Peter who was glaring. "Wha-"
"Of course I would date you! You're plenty smart. You're funny and loud and sure I don't agree with you're previous work but you get me! You have a good heart and you've proved you're a good guy. And that's probably why...why I'm fall-"
Wade cut him off with a kiss. It was harsh and ungraceful but it succeeded in silencing the hero. There was a few tense seconds when neither of them moved but Peter caught on. He wound his arms around the taller man kissing him back. All of Wade's thoughts vanished into a pile of mush. He could only focus on Peter and how warm he felt and how strong he was and holy shit how good it felt to kiss him.
They pulled apart gasping. Wade still held him close, "I feel for you too baby boy. This is just not the time to say it."
"Oh," was all the other breath drawing Wade attention to kiss swollen lips.
"Want to go back to my place for pizza and Soul Caliber 7?"
Peter beam, his entire form radiating. "Heck yes."