-Spiderman/Peter-
When i first met him He smelled like gunpowder and Tacos
My senses rung like the voices in his head
telling me to run Is this wrong
Is it wrong that i find joy in his unseen smile
and sadness in his too loud laugh
That after a while i got so use to the ringing that it stopped
And when i'm laying here in his arms
Blood gushing on the pavement
skin cold under my spandex suit
like the winter night i met him
All i could smell was him
tacos and gunpowder
as my vision faded The last thing i saw
was his horror filled face
tears trailed down scar covered skin
And i smiled it was him
At last whispering the words i feared to say
'I love you Wade'
-Deadpool/Wade-
I remember the first time i met him
i was so excited
i was covered in blood
but he didn't run away
Instead he asked if i was hurt took me home and made me soup and asked if i wanted a bath
i could tell he was apprehensive i had called him 'peter' instead of 'spidey'
the voices yell at me for the slip but i shrug it off
after a year
and we still have movie night after patrol
we'd clean up lay on the couch
staring at a bright screen forever on repeat
i never told him how i felt i new it was wrong
thought he could never love me
the boxes agreed
they told me to run
and when i poled the trigger i wish i had listened for once
it was a mistake i thought
he lay in my arms our masks torn off
blood splattered on the pavement for the first time in five years
The sight made me want to throw up
i cried as he reached up
Hand on my scarred cheek
They were so cold
he smiled eyes unfocused
blood dripping from his mouth
he still smelt like cherries
his hand began to fall
four words passed his lips
'i love you wade'
his eyes shut my body pumped with Adrenalin
i picked him up
As i began to run i whispered softly
'i love you to pete'
if only i had said it sooner