Chapter 30
"Okay but there has to be SOMETHING you've always wanted to try," Wade insisted. They were in his bed, the faint glow of neon lights casting different shadows and colors against their bare skin.
"I mean of course there's a few things," Peter mumbled hiding further into the Merc' s neck. One arm thrown across his scarred chest trying to absorb warmth.
"Tell me," Wade whined wiggling around to see the hero's face.
"It's not like it'll happen anyway,"
"Oh," Wade seemed to catch on. They never talked much about Peter's transition. He was a few months on T again so he was gaining confidence but it always felt like he was holding back whenever the Merc asked. "Well, there's things we can still try. Strap ons are a thing."
Peter huffed in amusement, "I know that. There's other things like being shirtless and not having to attach my dick before sex."
"That makes if fun though. Like going to a Burger King, have it you way."
"Oh my god," Peter groaned attempting to turn away from the cackling man. Wade held him closer burning his face into soft brown locks.
"You've always been a man to me," he said softly. "You always will be." Peter smiled, pressing his face into Wade's shoulder attempting to hide his blush. Syrup sweet words hanging on his lips in retaliation. They still hadn't said the L word to each other formally but in moments like this they could both feel it.
Especially since they had been spending so much time together. With the mission coming up they wanted to be together as much as possible. They weren't sure if they'd make it back in one piece. Peter had called his aunt May every other evening to check on her in her new place. Wade couldn't visit Ellie so he called, they spent hours on the phone the other day. He rambled on even after she fell asleep.
Guilt sat heavily on Peter's stomach hearing him talk. If anything happened to Wade Ellie would be without her father. Something Peter had nightmares about for days now. What made it worse was he was afraid Wade would have the same dreams. Sometimes they'd startle each other out of them. Wade would always clutch at Peter murmuring in a deep shaky voice, "s just a dream baby. Was a dream. I'm here Petey. I got you." And Peter could only grasp at him. Fear making his throat thick, unable to reassure him back.
Peter tilted his head, "Wade?" The Merc breathe was heavy and even. Asleep. Peter kissed his jaw, "I love you."
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For months they had spent their time at the apartment with the others trying to figure out the best course of action. in that time the others had gotten to see a whole other part of Wade. while still obnoxious and loud he seemed tamer with Peter at his side. Clint had already figured they were an item but watching the rest of them figure it out was hilariously terrifying to the hero. He wasn't sure how everyone else would act.
So on a buzzing Sunday night as they sat around, Wade sat on the couch next to Peter, Sam spoke up. "So are you guys together or..."
Peter barely glanced up from his phone and Wade grunted curling the arm that was over the back of the couch around Peter. Clint made an amused noise looking at the two. "I wasn't sure but I figured," Steve mused.
"I knew," Bucky muttered leaning back in the recliner. Steve caught his eye and they shared a fond gaze.
Sam huffed, "is everyone here paired off with each other?"
"Guess that leaves you and me Sammy. How bout it," Clint teased wagging his brows.
That made everyone laugh, Sam declined respectfully."Do the others know?" Wade and Peter glanced at each other. With everything going on it just didn't seem like the right time.
"Peter," Clint pressed making the youngest shrink into Wade's side. "You said-"
"I know! I know but," he glanced at Wade. "With everything's that's going on right now...I don't want to tell them and then have something happen. You know how Tony is," he looked to Steve for help but the blonde also had a face of disapproval.
"Go easy on him guys. No one wants to admit they're with me," Wade said in a slightly joking manner.
"That is NOT it," Peter scolded the Merc.
"Tony would have a fit," Steve agreed. "But he means we'll. And he'd want to know."
"Nat's okay with it. Well, not OKAY but she accepted it," Clint added.
"You haven't even told Bruce," Sam asked shocked. They all looked to Peter who felt like each pair of eyes bore holes into his skin.
"I mean I sort of told my aunt May," he mumbled.
"Really," Wade asked sitting up straighter.
"In a way," he murmured feeling his face go hot as the Merc beamed.
"Are you going to tell everyone else," Clint asked.
"It's not anyone's business," Bucky grumbled. "You don't have to tell anyone."
"But he should Buck. Because we're his friends," Steve gave him a look.
"And you honestly don't own anyone details on your personal life. You should understand that the most Steve," Bucky returned the hard glare. Everyone else glanced between the two unsure of what to do. Wade of course was the first to speak up.
"How about after all this we can have a night on the town. You can bring your friends and I'll bring mine."
"That sounds like a shitshow."
"You have friends?"
"You're Merc buddies would be arrested on scene."
"Damn, you guys waste no time shitting on me," Wade muttered. Peter reached up to pat the scarred hand on his shoulder.
"I'd like to meet your friends Wade but maybe not with with the Avengers there?"
The Merc sighed slouching into the smaller man, "Guess you're right."
"Are you guys serious about being together," Sam asked leaning against the far window. They looked to each other, unable to say anything. "Steve didn't tell me about Bucky until I walking in on them a whole year into their relationship. I was shocked obviously and worried because you know, he's a wanted assassin, but I trust Steve. And I trust you Peter. I know the others do too."
Peter opened and closed his mouth unsure of what to say but a choked, "t-thanks."
"I told Ellie about us."
Peter whipped around to Wade so fast it almost gave him whiplash, "You did?"
"Yep."
"W-what'd she say?"
"She said there's no way I'm dating Spidey but you should definitely come over again," he snorted. Peter let out a tense chuckle. He actually really wanted Ellie's approval. Just as he wanted Wade to meet Aunt May. Hi, guess things were getting pretty serious. Peter reached up to squeeze a scarred hand. The Merc pulled him closer.
Suddenly there was an ominous sound coming from the desk. Wade cursed getting from the couch to answer his phone. "Yeah...Yeah, I hear ya Patchy the Pirate. Uh hu. Wait when?! No! No that's," he looked around the room. "I'll get everything ready. Yeah. Bye."
"Who was it," Steve asked.
"Fury," Wade sighed looking to Peter now. "He wants us to start the mission tomorrow."