Spiderman's POV:
They slept in till 3:00pm, only waking when Peter's phone had started to go off. His Aunts ringtone, a simple melody loud enough to pull Peter from his dreams, still groggy and unsure of where he was he answered the phone "Mornin?"
A happy voice greeted him "Peter good morning, though it's quite late to still call this morning. Are you still in bed?"
Peter moved to sit up only to feel a weight on his waist and a quiet protest "Nooo." Peter followed the arm with his eyes, he saw up to Wade's sleeping face which kissed his cheek and said "Hang up, it's still sleep time." In a thick and sleepy voice.
Aunt May on the other side said "Oh you're with company, is that a friend staying the night? Are you home?"
Peter yawned fighting the urge to struggle "I'm not at home, and you could say he's a friend."
Wade yawned and bit gently at Peter's shoulder "Sleeping."
Peter bit the arm around his chest "Talking on phone."
Wade whimpered "Fine, tell them I say good morning. Tell them or I'll bite you again."
Peter sighed "Aunt May this isn't a good time, ow! Hey I was getting to it! My friend says good morning."
There was chuckling on the other side of the phone "I guess I'll call you later, tell your friend I say good morning, and not to bite people when they are talking it's not very polite."
Peter groaned "I'll talk to you later, I love you May."
She smiled to herself "I love you too, get some rest."
With that she hung up, and Peter set his phone back down. "That was rude."
Wade peeked an eye open and grinned before nuzzling into Peter "You should of turned it off before going to sleep."
Peter tried to roll over but Wade had him stuck as the little spoon. Peter shifted his right arm and moved it up and behind Wade as best as he could, then he lifted his hand and smacked Wade's ass "Get up, it's rather late in the day, it's already 3 o'clock."
Wade shook his head and nuzzled in, biting Peter's shoulder again, before kissing along his shoulder, up his neck, to his ear, where he licked the lobe before sucking on it.
He murmured "Save the world later." as he gripped Peter's hip and pushed his cock between his ass cheeks. He wrapped his arm around Peter again, and nuzzled into his hair "Stay in bed for another hour?"
Peter sighed then kissed Wade's arm before entwining their fingers he forcibly rolled over and sat on top of Wade, then brought their entwined fingers to his lips to kiss the back of Wade's hand, looking him in the eyes for a moment before saying "Come on, we can't stay in bed, and we certainly can't just fuck all day every day."
He kissed Wade's hand again then gently bit it, kissed the bite then let go of Wade's hands rolling off of him, and standing up to stretch. The room was freezing outside of the bed, noticing the draft a shivered crept up his spine. He looked around then decided to take a morning shower. "I'm gonna get clean, you can join me, but no funny business."
Peter left the room not waiting for a reply.
Deadpool's POV:
Wade could hear the water turn on, then a moment of silence before there was a click and the water changed over to shower. Wade sighed and stretched, checked his phone, no new messages had come in, he tossed the phone onto the bed, then grabbed two sets of clothes on the way to the bathroom. After folding the clothes and setting them on the counter, he saw himself in the mirror as it started to fog, as always his body was scars that were constantly forming then healing, he hated seeing it, and as he was about to start doubting himself he heard Peter from the shower call out "You joining me or just gonna admire yourself?"
Wade smiled to himself as he climbed into the shower. Peter was scrubbing down, and had started on his legs. Bending over to scrub at them. Wade cleared his throat and Peter looked up to see him standing with his legs spread, and his arms crossed.
Wade smirked "Oh lookie you're exactly at crotch height."
Peter chuckled "I said no funny business."
Wade shifted his weight from one foot to the other "I would call this fairly serious business, not particularly funny."
Peter leaned forward from his current bend and licked the tip of Wade's morning wood. "I'll play with you later, for now it's time to start the day."
Wade shuddered then sighed "You're the devil." [Y: That was cruel even by my standards.] [W: I would say that was funny business.] [Y: Yeah he's breaking the rules!]
Wade rolled his eyes, receiving a raised eyebrow from Peter. Wade muttered "Boxes."
Peter nodded in understanding then said "So how many are there?"
Wade rinsed off soap from his body and replied "Boxes? Just two."
Peter stepped out of the shower drying off quickly while asking "What are they?"
Wade turned the shower off "Yellow is my thoughts, or at least partly. While White is…. That's all explained in my comics, but let's just say a friend."
There was a lull in conversation as they both got dressed, Wade's clothing loose on Peter.
They sat down in the kitchen, eating cold leftover pizza, Wade telling jokes, and Peter smiling or giving a light chuckle, though every now and then a frown marred his face. Wade did his best to ignore it or make a new joke. Peter seemed to be trying to stay chipper but it felt like a cloud was hanging over them, after eating they headed out the day turning late, a sunset starting behind the skyscrapers, Wade walked Peter most of the way home, his hoodie pulled forward to hide his face in public. They hugged and Peter gave him his number before they parted ways.
Spiderman's POV:
Once they parted ways Peter slipped immediately into an even glummer mood, three blocks away and his cellphone rang, pulling it out of his pocket he answered "Hello Aunt May, sorry about earlier."
May was cheerful on the other end "Oh Peter, is this a better time? Or is your friend still threatening to bite you?"
Peter chuckled "No he's on his way home, and I'm on my way home as well. I told him you don't think it's polite to bite people when they're talking."
May laughed on the other end "Well I hope he takes that advise to heart. I was wondering if you would be stopping by for dinner tonight? I'm making a ham I got from a friend. There was a deal at the market she works at. Oh but you don't care about that. Will you come over? You can bring your friend."
Peter scratched the back of his head as he walked sighing "I'll let him know, I'll come over if I can. I wouldn't count on him being there." Peter shook his head and continued on his way down the street, his apartments coming into view. "I'll call you back if it turns out he's coming."
Aunt May chuckled "Alright, I'll let you go, I love you, I'll see you tonight Peter."
Peter took a steadying breath as he approached the building "Love you too." He hung up and pocketed his cellphone wishing that he had a belt, as the phone made the pants sag a little, forcing him to keep his hands in his pockets to keep from having them slide down.
Before entering he noticed police outside the building. He could hear them discussing a break in. This will be fun... "Morning officers, something happen?" He asked innocent smile and head tilted as though curious.
The first officer looked him over "Are you ?"
Peter nodded taking on a flatter expression, trying to look concerned "Has something happened?" The officer nodded "We believe there's been a brake in, were you here last night?" Peter shook his head "I stopped by after buying groceries... Oh damn it... I forgot them on the counter didn't I? I'm always forgetting things. I was dropping my groceries off when I remembered I had plans, so I headed out again. Did I leave my door unlocked?" The officers eyebrow raised as though he didn't believe him.
The second officer stepped in, she smiled gently "Sir, you might want to sit down for this." she gestured towards the steps and Peter took a seat wide eyes and curious "What happened?" She shook her head gesturing for her partner to step back as she said "Your apartments nearly empty, it looks like your couch was stolen, and there are some reports from neighbors hearing some crashing and glass shattering, though we didn't find anything like that, there's some water damage in your bathroom, it looks like it was flooded but someone must have drained it. We aren't certain what they wanted, but your place has been ransacked... Were you here last night?" Peter's did his best to look shocked dropping his mouth open and throwing his hands in his hair "My couch is missing? What do you mean water damage? I remembered my plans and headed out. I don't know about any break in." His voice was hysterical, and the police both stood back, the man with his hand near his belt, as though waiting for Peter to lash out, and the woman with her hands up trying to sooth him.
The woman waited for him to calm down before asking "What were your plans last night that had you rush out forgetting your groceries?" Peter sighed "I'm a lab technician, I remembered that one of the samples were supposed to bloom last night and rushed back to my work. You can ask Stark labs, I was there almost all night, then I went to a friends house to sleep since they live closer, and I worked till two in the morning to keep and eye on the subject, you can ask my coworkers."
