A/N: Hello once again! I hope you like the story so far?

Wade Wilsons POV

I woke up once again, both my arms sore. I couldn't move them and unpleasant memories from the night before shot through my mind. Ugh that encounter didn't go very well, I'll have to think of something that will convince him to let me stay here without me having to blackmail him. I didn't like blackmailing him.

Only now I noticed the shower-sound coming from a door that led away from this room. He is probably in there, right? Looking around I noticed a clock on the nightstand, which said that it was seven in the morning.

Now the door opened, and a boy came out, light brown hair and slightly darker eyes, wearing only a towel around his hips. Once he saw me, his eyes widened. I think he didn't expect me to be up already.

'Who the fuck are you?' I asked, only to annoy him a little.

I heard him curse under his breath, grasping his forehead like he was very ashamed and couldn't believe I was still here, which totally amused me more.

'Who knew, Spider-Man was still so young? And so damn hot?' to my even greater amusement, he blushed a little, which made him look very cute. 'Could you now please free me?' I added, looking at the webs around my wrists. I saw him look there too, then he must have looked at the clock next to the bed.

'Shit, I have to go. I'll be back at noon, I hope you'll be gone by then and in the meantime, don't you dare make a mess here, 'cause I swear to god, it won't end nicely for you.' And he rushed out, grabbing some clothes from a chair next to the bedroom door.

'So you're just gonna leave me here? Tied to the bed? That is so rude, you are so not a good host, Peter!' I yelled after him but heard halfway through the window open. He was probably gone by now. 'Fuck!' I tried to reach my katana with my right hand, but it was kinda hard to pull out. Though I didn't stop trying and eventually succeeded. Quickly I cut the web off my left hand and grabbed the katana with it, then I freed myself completely. What a shithead.

I stood up from the bed and stretched my bones, that cracked very loudly. Satisfied and hungry, I made my way to the kitchen. The no-beer situation still brought my mood a small bit down, but then I found all the ingredients to bake cookies, the ones with chocolate pieces inside. My favourite. Besides, I think Peter will be happy, when he returns home and some freshly baked cookies will wait for him. Maybe I could convince him to let me stay, if I promise to bake him cookies every day? That would convince me.

With smooth moves, I threw everything inside a bowl and mixed it together, before carefully forming hearts out of the dough onto the oven tray. About forty minutes later, they were finished, a pleasant smell spread all over the apartment.

Happy with myself, I laid them out, to cool them off. During the whole waiting time, I watched TV, more specifically some soap operas. "As the world turns" was on and I got very invested, the plot soaked me up fully, making me laugh and cry with the characters.

At some point Peter came home, very confused by the smell of his apartment.

'Hey honey, I baked you some cookies. They're in the kitchen – enjoy!' I told him in a very sweet voice. The boy's face turned even more confused, as he went to the kitchen to check out the pastry I baked for him.

After a few seconds, I followed him into the other room. The cookies were laid out, one next to another, five in a row. I had written on them with red frosting:

CAN DEADPOOL PLEASE STAY?

'If you let me, I can bake cookies for you EVERY DAY, my sweet baby boy!' I added as I saw him read it.

'So… your name is Deadpool?' he asked and looked at me. 'Not, and I quote here, "the fucking tooth fairy"?' he was playing with me, meaning he was in a good mood.

'You can call me either.' I played with him a little too. 'So? How about it?'

'Do you honestly think, that cookies will convince me, to partake in your crime? I don't even know the least about you. Where did you escape from? What did you do to get there?' he really pushed that topic.

'I'll tell you, if you let me stay. And you don't have to be caught up in my' I made quotation marks in the air with my fingers, 'crime' I stopped, 'cause like if the police or whatever catches you hiding me, you can tell them, I made you do it by blackmailing you that I'd reveal your identity.'

'Add the cookies and I might think about it.' the brown haired said, grabbed a few and stepped out of the kitchen, eating the heart shaped cookies.

'Sure!' I went after him into his bedroom. 'Yeah, I can do the cookies too.'

'I have to go on patrol, but when I come back I'll tell you my answer. Or the police might bust through the door to arrest you. Not sure yet.' His brown eyes pierced through the air and I had a feeling he was trying to stare me in the eyes but wasn't sure where exactly I was looking. Then he signalised me to leave the room and I did what I was told, returning to my soaps.

Peter Parkers POV

I'm really not sure about that Deadpool guy. He seems friendly and harmless, except for his odd sense of humour. I could do with a roommate, I wouldn't have to be all alone during the night and I think I could see myself being somewhat friends with him. He strikes me as the kind of guy, whom a lot of people dislike, so he would have barely friends over and he could watch over the house while I'm gone.

The only thing that is bothering me, is that he seems to have a criminal past and I might not be able to tell Tony about him, since he is very strict.

I flew through the buildings in New York, watching over the citizen, but no criminals were out today. Good, because I wouldn't have been able to concentrate on them either.

Just as I chose to let Deadpool live with me, I got a call.

'Hello?' I picked up.

'Peter, we need you here right now, something happened, and I want to put you on the task force that will be responsible for this.' Tony sounded a little anxious.

'On my way.' And I hung up.

Ten minutes after, I was riding the elevator up the stark-tower. As the doors opened, a worried Steve greeted me and accompanied me to the living room. There, I see Dr. Strange, Thor and Tony waiting for me, sitting on the comfortable couch, everyone looks worried.

'Hi everyone!' I greet them and realise instantly, that my tone is way too happy for the mood in this room.

Tony comes directly towards me and hugs me. 'Good, you're here.' He breaks the hug and pushes me softly closer to the couch. I take a seat and look curiously around.

'Spider-Man, here's the thing.' Tony starts, and everyone looks at me, 'A very dangerous criminal is on the loose and the police has asked us to lead the investigation. I'm adding you to the team that will carry out this task, together with Steven, Dr. Strange and Thor.'

'Cool, let's do this then! Who is that guy?' I sounded too happy again, but I think I should bring some light into the atmosphere, so I tries my best to be as optimistic as I could.

'Well, he goes by the name Deadpool, we don't know his civilian name. He's a highly dangerous mercenary, so we should be careful. As far as I know, he's also very sneaky and cannot be killed, due some experiments a while ago. He is also very provocative, which can be seen, as he swaggers out of the asylum though the front door, during brought daylight.' Steve explained while showing a video on the rather massive TV.

As soon as I heard the name "Deadpool", my heart first stopped, before starting to beat really, unhealthily fast. I didn't expect him to be so… wanted by some people.

'And not to forget,' Steve added and looked around the people in the room, 'We still have some unfinished business with that shithead.'

I have never heard curse words out of Steves mouth and it sounded comical, I almost laughed out loud, was able to hold it back though.

'Any more questions? I think Steve here explained pretty well.' It was Tony's turn to look at everyone. No one had questions.

The rest of the night, we all discussed clues and possible hiding places of him. I didn't mention, that in reality this very wanted guy, was hanging around my place, baking heart shaped cookies.