A/N: This chapter is gonna cover Tuesday to Friday. The days are marked and divided in morning/noon-ish (Peter time) and afternoon/evening time (Spider-man time)... kinda... sorta. I believe you to be intelligent enough to figure it out.
Should really have manage to make this chapter longer...


Peter's pov, the next day.


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The next day: Tuesday

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Sitting at his desk Peter is absentmindedly fiddling with a pen contemplating yesterday's patrol.

Wade had actually behaved perfectly. Sort of, he'd asked a lot of questions and talked non-stop, but he hadn't gotten in the way once and enthusiastically helped when asked... and not asked. But no maiming or explosions happened, not a single shot was fired.

Admittedly the lack of any of these incidents might have been because Peter made Wade empty his pockets of any weapons before they truly began their patrol.

Looking down at the parts from the pen he's been absently picking apart Peter is reminded of the mountain of guns, gadgets and various things Wade had pulled out of his seemingly bottomless pockets. What had he said? Something about having special "Dimensional Storage" in them. Wonder if he would let me check it out.

Picking up the pen pieces he starts putting it back together. Smiling he remembers how Wade had snatched a pink package from his pile of weapons. Can't believe he keeps Hello Kitty band-aids on him at all times "just in case".

Still smiling he twirls the newly assembled pen between his fingers. Maybe he'll end up a hero after all.

Frowning he turns the pen around in his hands. Wonder if he'll show up today. I really hope so. Setting it down he checks his phone and sees that it's just about lunchtime.

Standing he stretches his arms before heading for the exit. Might as well take an early lunch.

Stepping outside he almost walks right into a sheepish looking Wade.

"Wade, hi-" But barely have the words left his mouth before Wade falls to his knees and suddenly starts to apologies.

"Sorry. I'm so sorry. So sorry that I didn't show up yesterday. But I spent the entire day trying to find Spidey. And he's surprisingly hard to find. Bu I needed to-"

"Wade. Wade, stop." Crouching down Peter grabs Wade's hands. "Wade, you don't need to apologies. It's alright."

"Really?" He asks sounding surprised, eyes flickering between Peter face and their hands.

"Yeah." Why does he always sound so surprised?

Standing Peter tugs Wade up with him. "Would appreciate a text next time though. Just to know that everything is okay."

Grinning Wade skips up next to him. "Okay, promise."

Smiling Peter starts walking in the direction of their normal lunch place. "So what did you talk with Spider-man about?"

"Oh, I'm gonna patrol with him later. Awesome, huh?"

Having finished lunch they're now back outside of Stark Labs. Heading for the entrance Peter half turns smiling back at Wade while waving. "Bye, Wade."

Grinning Wade enthusiastically waves back. "Bye. See you after work."

Absentmindedly Peter responds on reflex. "Yeah, sure. See you."

Freezing mid step Peter frowns when Wade's words registers. "After work?"

Turning he starts to ask "What do you mean?" but Wade was already gone.

With work finished for the day Peter can't do anything except pace back and forward in the entrance hall thinking about what Wade said.

What did he mean with after work? We're supposed to meet up to patrol after this. Is that what he's referring to? Has he figured out that I'm Spider-man? Was this his way of telling me?

Shaking his head he dismisses that line of thought. No. No, that can't be it. Then he wouldn't have apologized for not showing up yesterday and told me he was going to patrol with Spider-man.

Stopping his pacing, Peter twisting the straps of his backpack in his hands. Am I overthinking this? I'm totally overthinking this.

Taking a deep breath Peter looks at the doors leading out. Easiest way to find out what he meant is to simply walk outside.

Steeling himself he heads for the doors.

Walking outside he immediately spots Wade who skips right up to him with a wide grin plastered across his face. "Hi, Peter."

"Hello, Wade."

Twisting his backpack straps Peter's eyes flicker between Wade and the sidewalk. "So... um?" Have you to figured out that I'm Spider-man? Biting his tongue Peter resists the urge to cringe or run away.

Still grinning Wade slides up next to Peter. "To the subway. Right?"

Looking away from Wade Peter starts to walk in the opposite direction. "No. Actually I'm going to the Empire State University."

Frowning Wade staggers in his step. "You don't have class on Tuesdays?"

Stopping Peter turns frowning at Wade in confusion. "What?"

Freezing like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar Wade's eyes flicker around desperately. "Eh... I, I..."

Frown deepening Peter tilts his head. "I thought I asked you to stop following me."

"I, I, didn't- I mean I did. Stop. That is."

Turning back Peter starts to walk again. Looking over his shoulder he pouts. "Really? So how much preliminary research did you manage before I asked you to stop? Hhmmm. You didn't spy on me doing my laundry, did you?"

"I-I, didn't. I mean I did, but not- "

Keeping an eye on Wade in his peripheral Peter bites his lip trying not to grin at the stuttering mess that is Wade. This is what you get for stalking me.

"-now nothing about Tuesdays. I mean. What about Tuesdays? There's no-""

Face splitting in a wide smile Peter laughs interrupting Wade's rambling. Bumping their shoulders together Peter grins at him. "Calm down. I'm only messing with you."

Laughing nervously Wade stares down at the sidewalk.

Feeling slightly bad Peter takes pity on Wade and goes back to the previous subject. "Oh, and by the way I don't have class today, I just need the library."

After a couple of minutes of silence Peter glances over at Wade who's staring down at the sidewalk. Well done Peter. You actually upset him.

Not sure how to cheer him back up Peter decides to take a page out of Wade's book and just let himself ramble on, eventually Wade might join him... hopefully. "So I have a psychics paper I need to work on. It's about the..."

In the end Wade never really did join into the conversation. Instead he spent the walk listening and staring adoringly at Peter, who was passionately explaining the finer points and intricacies of the psychics theory he was basing his paper on.

After what feels like barely no time at all Peter looks up only to see that they've already arrived at the university library.

Stepping towards the library entrance Peter is just about to say goodbye to Wade when he notices that he seems to be following along with him. "Eh..." He's not going to come in with me, is he?

Looking between Wade and the building Peter tries to come up with something.

"So, um..." Think, Peter. Think! "Ehm..." Letting his eyes flicker between Wade and the library it takes a second before he suddenly remembers something. "Didn't you mention at lunch that you were going to meet up with Spider-man?" Ah yes, genius. Use the excuse that he is supposed to see me to get him to get away from me.

Nodding Wade grins. "Oh, yeah. I'm gonna patrol with him this afternoon."

"Well, it's afternoon now." Peter says looking expectantly at Wade.

Grin dropping, Wade frowns looking uncertain.

Smiling Peter makes a shooing gestures with his hand. "Come on, go find Spider-man. I'm sure he's looking for you and I'm going to be stuck here for hours."

Still looking unsure Wade seems to want to say something but before he can Peter quickly waves at him and says goodbye before hurrying up to the library entrance. Please don't let him follow me.

After making sure that Wade aren't following him, Peter quickly borrows the right books before heading to a side exit.

Looking around Peter can't see any trace of Wade so he beelines to his usual changing spot

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Tuesday patrol

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Swinging around Peter tries to find Wade. He can't possible have gotten that far. Just then he spots something red on a nearby rooftop. There you are.

Flipping up on the rooftop Peter easily lands in front of a surprised looking Wade. "Sup, Deadpool."

Grinning Wade exclaims a happy "Spidey!" before he places his hands on his hips pouting. "I've been looking for you for forever."

Rolling his eyes Peter crouches down on the ledge of the roof. "I'm sure you have." Liar.

Pout splitting into a wide smile Wade excitedly asks, "So what are we gonna do today?"

"Well, first you're going to empty your pockets."

Whining Wade pouts. "But I didn't bring anything dangerous."

Clearing his throat Peter looks meaningfully over Wade's shoulders at the katanas.

Gasping Wade twists, clutches at their handles."I can't leave my babies home alone."

Taking a deep breath Peter closes his eyes, "Deadpool you can't.." opening his eyes he's met with Wade making puppy eyes, "can't..." Dammit.

Letting out a defeated sigh Peter gives in. "Can't use them. You can keep them as long as you don't use them."

"Yay!" Twirling Wade unsheathes his katanas and hugs them.

Standing Peter steps down from the roof ledge, walking up to Wade he points at him. "No using them! One swing and I will confiscate them."

Freezing Wade looks between his katanas and Peter. "Will I get them back at the end of the day?"

"Deadpool!"

"Okay. Okay." Resheathing his katanas he holds up his empty hands. "No swinging."

"Good."

Stepping back up on the roof ledge Peter nods at his back. "Jump up."

"I thought you said no swinging?"

Shooting off a web Peter moves as if to swing away. "I'm leaving without you."

Swaying slightly Peter just about managers not fall off the building when Wade tackles him.

"No! Don't leave me!"

Smiling fondly Peter readjusts his stance. "If you listen I won't have to."

"I'll listen. Promise."

Leaning back Peter glances over his shoulder. "You ready?"

"Oh, sweetie. I'm always reEAAAADYYYYYYY" Screaming Wade clutches on hard enough to make Peter's ribs protest.

Swinging around the city it doesn't take long before they come across a run-of-the-mill robbery.

Acting quickly Peter somersaulting down into a nearby alley.

Feeling Wade let go of his back Peter hears him hit the ground like a bag of potatoes before hearing him start to dry heave.

Out of habit Peter immediately spots a well placed lamppost with a view of the place getting robbed. Glancing between Wade and the lamppost Peter quickly makes up his mind.

Keeping an eye on Wade Peter easily fires off a web, attaching a small camera to the lamppost.

Crouching down next to Wade Peter nudges him. "You okay there?"

Moaning Wade slowly turns his face up. "Why did you loop? Roller coasters loop, not people."

Grinning Peter pats Wade's back. "What? Can't handle a ride on this arachnid?"

Shaking his head at the responding moan Peter stands pulling Wade up with him. "Come on. We have a robbery to take care of."

Leaning forward with hands on his thighs Wade simply groans.

Rolling his eyes at Wade's dramatics Peter leans out from the alley to assess the status of the robbery. "You've already manage to do this once without killing. Now you just need to do it together with me." Shooting off a web Peter readies himself to swing into action. "Or you can simply stay here while I do it."

Head shooting up Wade looks over at Peter. "What?"

Looking back Peter smirks. "Remember; no swinging." Jumping he swings off.

Hurrying after Wade shouts. "Wait for me!"

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Wednesday

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As expected Wade showed up for lunch as usual, but unexpected he also showed up after work.

Freezing in his track Peter stares at Wade who's walking up to him smiling. "Hiya, Petie."

What are you doing here? "Hi, Wade."

Eyes flickering between Wade and the streets Peter's not sure what to do.

Coming up next to him Wade smiles, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Want some company?"

With an uncertain smile Peter simply says "Sure." before starting to walk.

After a couple of minutes of silent walking Wade finally asks where they're going.

Lost in thought Peter looks up from the sidewalk making a confused sound.

Smiling Wade bumps their shoulders together. "I was asking where we are heading, Petie-pie."

"Oh." Shaking his head he tries to clear his mind. "I need to stop by the Daily Bugle."

Tilting his head Wade looks at him curiously. "Why?"

Glancing at him Peter raises an eyebrow. "I take pictures of Spider-man, remember? Got some good ones." Grinning Peter nudges Wade with his elbow. "Some even include you."

Instead of smiling at Peter's words Wade frowns looking concerned. "I haven't seen you."

Taken off guard by Wade's reaction Peter's not sure what he means. "What?"

Still sounding really concerned Wade's frown deepens. "I've been patrolling with, Spidey. I haven't seen you."

"Oh, well..." Eyes flickering around Peter desperately tries to come up with something. This is bad. This is really bad!

Rounding a corner Peter sees the Daily Bugle building. Salvation! I just need to survive this for one more minute.

"Eh, well, I've taken pictures of Spider-man for the Daily Bugle for a long time. So I, I guess I've had a lot of practice taking pictures of Spider-man. And you kinda, you kinda need to stay out of the way while he does his thing. You know?" Giving Wade a lopsided smile they stop outside of the Daily Bulge building.

"Yeah, I guess so." Frown not lessening Wade glances between Peter and the building.

Quickly stepping aside Peter grins. "Oh, you don't need to wait for me. I won't be out for some time."

Turning Peter waves. "Bye, Wade."

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Wednesday patrol

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After having swung a lap around the city Peter quickly decided that they should take a break, mostly because that was when Wade's dry heaving started to sound a little bit to real.

Now sitting on a rooftop Peter is looking out over the city while Wade is lying down, waiting for the world to stop spinning.

Glancing over at the motion sick, Sidekick? Apprentice? Hero in training? Peter smiles wryly in sympathy. "Feeling any better?"

Groaning Wade crawls forward heaving himself up on the roof ledge. "Never better."

Smiling Peter pokes at Wades shoulder. "Swinging with me not what you imagined?"

Trying to move up Wade just flops groaning.

Laughing Peter pats Wade's head. "Sorry to disappoint."

Managing to get his arms under himself Wade pushes himself up. Turning his head he look at Peter with an unsteady grin. "Oh, you never disappoint."

Suddenly stiffening Wade straightens up, looking down to the city streets. "So quick question? How often do you come across the peculiarly perfect photographer Peter Parker?"

Smile dropping worry flashes through Peter. Has he figured it out? Hesitating he glances between Wade and the city. "Ac-Actually, I don't see him that often."

Keeping his eyes down on the moving traffic Peter can feel Wade stare up at him.

"Really?" Wade asks sounding skeptical.

"Yeah."

"He evades you?"

"Yup."

"How?"

"Ehmm..."

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Nope."

"Spidey?"

Hearing Wade lean in closer Peter can practically feel his suspicious stare.

Improvise! Improvise! "He's a ninja." What?

"What?"

Turning toward the merc Peter is met by a confused looking Wade.

"Well I think he might be one. Or maybe he's just a Shield agent. Cause last I checked broke college students couldn't take perfect aero picture of me somersaulting over the Green Goblin." How do I still have a secret identity?! How?!

Holding his breath Peter watches how Wade slowly stands.

Looking deep in though Wade raises a hand holding up a finger. "Firstly; no. In no way whatsoever do I believe that my perfect angel Peter can have anything to do with Shield. I can recognize Fury's grubby fingerprints anywhere and he hasn't touched Peter."

Despite the panic bubbling up inside of him Peter grudgingly have to agree. Every time he's ever tried to talk to Fury or have any contact with shield they've always dismissed him like a overeager child.

Hand dropping Wade tilts his head staring at Peter. "And him being a ninja..."

Tensing as if bracing for impact Peter closes his eyes. I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! I'm an idiot! I'm an id-

"...kinda makes sense."

What!? "Huh?" Staring up at Wade in pure disbelief Peter can't comprehend what is happening.

Grinning Wade waves off Peter's confused noise and disbelieving stare. "Okay, it doesn't. But wouldn't it be awesome?" He says bouncing in excitement.

"Yeah, it would be pretty awesome." Smiling Peter breaths a sigh of relief.

Getting an idea Peter bites his lip. Well, it's been going well so far... Surprisingly. And in for a penny in for a pound. Let's try and give him a proper reason for not spotting Peter-me.

Clearing his throat Peter looks over at Wade. "I guess you're right. It doesn't make much sense. He's more like a documentary film crew, no interfering and keeps out of the way. Might be why I haven't noticed him."

Sitting down next to him Wade smiles. "Yeah, that would make sense. Though it's hard to believe that you wouldn't notice my ninja angel, I guess he's just that good."

Gazing out over the city Peter frowns slightly. "I guess so."

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Thursday

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Tired and more than a little bit stressed Peter wants to avoid having a repeat of the last two days with Wade coming over to his work and then apparently staying outside waiting for him to leave. It's because of this that Peter decides to cancel their regular lunch.

To Wade: Have a lot to do at work today, so can't have lunch. Sorry.

Then when the day comes to an end and it's time to leave Peter feels just that bit extra paranoid that he takes the back exit.

Stepping outside Peter has barely taken three steps before a familiar shade of red flashes in his peripheral vision.

Panicking he does what comes naturally to him and runs.

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Thursday patrol

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Swinging around the city Peter quickly spots a splash of that familiar red that he less than half an hour ago ran from.

Face heating up in shame at the memory Peter flips himself up on the building, landing next to Wade. "Sup, Wade?"

"I think Petey has had enough of me."

Head whipping around in surprise Peter looks Wade over, noticing his downcast defeated posture.

"Why do you think that?" Did he see me run? Frowning Peter feels guilt coiling in his guts.

Not looking up Wade just stares down at his own legs. "For the past week I've been trying to keep track of him. And I think I took it too far."

Frowning Peter tries to make sense of what Wade means. Keep track? That's why he's been waiting for me outside of work. "Why are trying to keep track on him?"

"Just to make sure he's safe." Wade answers with a shrug, not taking his eyes of his legs.

Frowning in confusion Peter bends forward trying to catch Wade's gaze."Why wouldn't he be safe?"

With a smile Wade turns his face up, staring dreamily off into the distance. "We had a movie night. Did I tell you about that? It was awesome. We watched the Star Wars trilogy. It was the best. Then we almost kissed, but..." Smile dropping Wade frowns, casting his eyes back down. "But I hurt him. He was injured and I hurt him."

Twisting in his seat Peter feels his stomach churn. "I'm sure-"

Head turning Wade finally meets Peter's eyes, interrupting him. "He got injured because he was taking pictures of you."

Freezing like a deer in headlights Peter's not sure how to respond.

Breaking eye contact Wade looks back down. "Thought that if I patrolled with you I could try and keep an eye out for him."

Laughing Wade leans back staring up at the sky. "Turns out that that's really hard."

Still staring up at the sky Wade keeps going. "And by patrolling with you, maybe I'll become a hero. If I'm a hero he might... I might... just maybe..."

Listening to Wade trail off Peter tries to come up with something, anything to say, but he comes up empty handed. He's doing all this to protect me.

Grinning widely Wade turns to look at Peter. "I mean, I've always wanted to be a hero. But now, maybe, I have someone to be a hero for."

He's trying to become a hero for me? Swallowing the lump in his throat Peter tries to respond. "Deadpool-"

Clapping his hands together Wade stands interrupting Peter. "So are we gonna patrol or what?"

Looking up at Wade Peter pushes down the churning emotions wanting to slip free and instead forces a smile. "Yeah. Let's go."

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Friday

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At the second the time is close enough to lunch for Peter to acceptably go he practically runs for it.

Hurrying outside he quickly spots Wade. Dashing up to him Peter hugs him, apologizing profusely for yesterdays missed lunch. "I just had so much to do. And then after work I was in such a hurry. And- and-" And I'm sorry for making you think I had had enough of you.

Face blushing from the hug Wade smiles happily. "No need to apologies. I get it, we all have busy days."

Smiling Peter grabs Wade's arm and starts to steer them in the direction of their regular lunch place. "Still, sorry for canceling on you."

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Just like before lunch Peter is ready to go the second his workday comes to an end, and when it does he quickly hurries outside.

As always Wade is easily spotted. Smiling Peter walks straight up to him."Hello, Wade."

"Hi, Peter."

Stepping back and to the side Wade grins, making an after you gesture. "Beauties first."

Smiling sheepishly Peter rubs the back of his neck. "So I have tons of errands I have to run."

Straightening Wade immediately looks distressed. "I'll come with you."

Shaking his head Peter dismisses Wade's offer. "Oh, no need."

Deflating Wade smiles joylessly. "I get it. I'll just..." Trailing off he starts to turn away, but he doesn't get very far before Peter grabs his arm making him turn back.

Leaning up Peter gives Wade a quick peck on the cheek before hugging him. Thank you, Wade. But you don't need to protect me.

Stepping away from a stunned looking Wade Peter smiles. "Bye, Wade."

Hurrying away Peter feels his face turn hot with a blush.

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Friday patrol

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Smiling Peter watches Wade dramatically fall back and gesture at the sky for the umpteenth time. "He kissed me!"

Looking away Peter tries to ignore the warm feeling spreading in his chest from how blissfully ecstatic Wade sounds. It was only a peck on the cheek. Wonder how he would have responded if I'd actually kissed him?

Clearing his throat Peter glances back at Wade. "I know. You've said so about a hundred times."

Rolling around Wade grins up at Peter. "And it deserves to be said a hundred. No, a million times more."

Gaze going dreamy Wade smiles dopeyily. "His lips are softer than the fluff of a dandelion. Clouds are basically like balls of barb wire in comparison. Not that I've ever touched a cloud."

Tilting his head Wade looks up at the sky. "Hey, Spidey. Have you ever touched a cloud?"

Looking up at the sky Peter gently shakes his head. "Can't say that I have."

After a minute or so of simply watching the clouds move across the sky Peter glances back at Wade. "So are you going to help me patrol this weekend?"

Grinning Wade immediately gives an enthusiastic "Of course!" in answer.

Smiling Pete looks back up at the clouds. Maybe if all goes well I can tell him who I am. Eyes lowering Peter frowns. But how would I explain all this.


"Sorry for the late update" should probably be my username. ^^'''

I actually have an reasonable excuse. I haven't been able to renew my Ritalin prescription. And it's kinda hard to write anything when every few minutes your brain sidetracks you something horrible. Everything is very distracting when you have ADHD.

Seriously I had skeleton wips for like four chapter to be fleshed out and finished,

If anyone was wondering about Peter and school; Peter goes to the Empire State University, also known as ESU, this is a fictional university in the Marvel Comics Universe. It is located somewhere in New York City, most likely near Washington Square Park

Anyway he studies part time. To graduate University/Collage while studying part time usually takes around five years but can take as long as 10 years, depending on time, motivation and personal circumstances. And considering Peter's circumstances I'm going to say that he has/will take longer than five years to graduate. But I would say he's maybe in on his last semester now.

The reason he studies part time is because he needs to work and also because at occasion maybe an insane human/cephalopod cyborg might try to crash downtown and he needs a lot of free time to be there and not skip classes.

All in all this makes Peter somewhere in his mid twenties.