Peter laughed awkwardly at the tall man standing on his doorstep and ducked his head down to hide his embarrassed blush.

"Well, yeah. Sorry if it totally creeped you out."

The stranger held the paper in front of him and read aloud,

"Hi, my name is Peter Parker. I was wondering if you'd like to eat dinner with me? Room 113. If you want to, dinner will be ready around 7:30, if not don't worry about it."

Peter stared at his shoes, "I… don't really know why I did that, I guess you just seemed interesting and I really want to make some new friends, and I probably shouldn't have been all weird about it, sliding a note under your door is so juvenile and I…"

The man held up his hand to stop Peters babbling, "Easy there tiger. Call me Wade, your new best friend." He grinned at the smaller boy offering him his hand.

Peter's face lit up. He enthusiastically grabbed Wade's hand and started shaking it, "And I'm Peter, I'm new in town and-" Peter was cut off when Wade pulled his hand away. His good mood evaporated.

Of course I somehow messed up. Stupid, obnoxious, dumb social situations.

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Wade snatched his hand back in surprise. People didn't usually shake his hand, even when he offered it, and having this adorable man just reach out and grab his scarred hand with no problems at all was not what he expected. Peter had shown no hesitation in taking his hand which, quite frankly, was strange.

Wade looked up at Peter's hurt face and he felt his heart start to break at the sight of any distress coming from his baby boy.

Whoa, since when is he his baby boy? Where is all this possessiveness coming from?

"Hey sweet Pete, don't look so sad, I'm just not used to people voluntarily touching me." He chuckled, trying to make the other man feel less upset.

"What? Why?" Peter asked, with an adorably confused expression on his face.

Wade gestured to his whole body, "See these scars? Most people freak out and avoid me at all costs," Wade leaned closer to Peter, "But, baby boy, why don't you seem scared?"

Peter scrunched up his face, "You're not scary." He said defiantly, his chin jutting out.

Wade leaned back and laughed, a full sounding genuine laugh.

"Alrighty then cutie, you just keep surprising me. I think we are in for an interesting dinner, don't you?" Wade sauntered into the kitchen/living room area with Peter trailing closely behind.

Pictures of anything and everything covered the walls, ranging from sunsets to random buildings or random people on the streets.

"I…I like taking photographs whenever something catches my attention." Peter said quietly. Wade heard a soft click from behind him. He spun around to see Peter holding a professional looking camera, that was pointed directly at Wade. He heard another click of the camera, before Peter lowered it and looked at him sheepishly.

"Wanna see?" Peter held the camera out towards Wade. Wade didn't even register the camera being offered to him, instead he looked Peter directly in the eyes. He could feel his heart beat quicken.

"Does this mean that I caught your attention baby boy?" He said careful not to let his voice crack.

Good God, feelings are totally not up my alley. Why in the ever-loving fuck is this brown-eyed bubble butt making me feel things?

Weirdly enough though, Wade wasn't freaked out by the onslaught of gushy-mushy feelings. He just felt warm. Lame adjective sure, but it was the right one.

Peter just smiled a beautiful, innocent smile. And Wade felt something inside him squirm. He needed to be closer to this kind-hearted boy. The few feet of distance felt like miles. He stepped closer and again was surprised when Peter didn't step back.

Wade decided to test the limits a bit. He took another step closer, so their toes were touching, he hadn't noticed how much shorter Peter was until the boy had to crane his neck to look up at him.

Was he imagining it or did Peter's little pink tongue just sweep over his bottom lip?

Not sure if I'm making Wade crazy enough or Peter silly enough. Let me know what you think! Thanks for reading :)