"Baby boy."

"Hm?"

"What?"

"Baby boy." Wade repeated, not clearing anything up for the other two. "I'm gonna call you baby boy." Wade declared, looking solely at Peter as if Harry wasn't there, something he did often.

"Why?" Peter asked as he swallowed the bite of his home made lunch he had been caught in the middle of.

"Because you're cute and innocent like one. It just seems to fit." Wade explained vaguely, smiling at having finally decided on a suitable nickname, though there would be many more of course.

"That's retarded." Harry spat as he continued eating one of the restaurant quality meals he had been getting delivered lately.

"Well screw you too." Wade fought, the short fuse he had for Harry lighting.

"W-wade." Peter attempted but couldn't bring himself to do more as he shied away from the conflict arising like usual. He was never good in these situations, only ever wishing to just avoid them or leave with as minimal damage as possible.

"You need to stop treating Peter like something you can play with. He's not your boy toy." Harry retorted, voice rising a bit, calling neighbouring tables attentions.

"It's okay Harry, that's just the way he is."

"Thank you!" Wade said, throwing an arm up in the brunette's direction.

"Well you better change that. Peter doesn't like it when you make fun of him like that." Harry said with not a glance at his friend.

"Oh? And why do you get to decide that? Let's see what Peter thinks." Wade then turn to the younger who's eyes where growing in panic at the rising tension. "Do you have a problem with the way I treat you?" Though it was obviously laced with anger, Peter could see the legitimate concern in Wade's eyes that the older might have been upsetting his new friend.

"Of course he does!" Harry answered, causing Wade to slam his fist down into the lunch table in frustration.

"I was asking Peter!"

"Aww look, the fudge packing faggots are having a fight." Shouted a rather amused looking Flash from several tables down. Peter let out a worried groan as he ducked his head. "Come on Wilson, just blow your boyfriend and make up."

"I'll blow my boyfriend when you blow yours." Wade screamed back. Flash quickly raised to his feet, with his group following close behind. They would have started something fierce if it wasn't for the saving grace of the school bell informing the students that lunch was over and it was time to head to the next class. Wade and Flash staring each other down through the hordes of students making their way out before eventually Wade let out a humf and grabbed his bag.

"I'll see you later Peter." Wade said, shooting a glare at Harry before taking his leave.

"O-okay, see you." Peter replied quickly as the older stormed off, the brunette still a little shaken from what could have happened.

"Come on Peter, we have next class together." Harry instructed as he grabbed his backpack and flung it over his shoulder. Peter did as told, not wanting to rile up his friend anymore. They walk down the hall silently, Harry practically fuming as he marched with pent-up the rage. "I hate that guy. Fuckin gay ass freak." Harry mumbled to himself, not noticing the way his friends shoulders tensed at his words.

"Just because he likes guys just like he likes girls doesn't make him a freak." Peter said dejectedly.

"Yes it does. Come on Peet, you don't have to stand up for them. It's not like your one of them, right?"

"R-right." Peter said after a moment of hesitation which Harry thankfully didn't take note of.

"Look, you need to stop letting him hang around us." He demanded, finally turning to the brunette.

"He's my friend Harry, I can't just ditch him. So what if he's a little different?" Peter said meekly, finding it to be harder and harder to talk to his friend lately.

"Different!? He might as well be an alien, would make sense with that ugly face of his." Harry remarked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"That's mean." Peter's scolded, finding a bit more of his voice as he defended Wade.

"It's true."

"No its not. Harry you've been acting like a real jerked lately." Peter fought, stopping in his tracks to glare at the other.

"I'm not being a jerk I'm trying to help you."

"Well maybe I don't want your help!" Peter shouted then fell silent, eyes blowing wide in shock at his own voice. Harry stared at him, flabbergasted at his usually shy friends outburst. "You- you've always tried to control me, who I talk to and what I like. Why can't you just leave me be this one time?" The brunette tried with a softer voice, fear bubbling up at what his friends reaction would be.

"Fine, what the fuck ever." Harry scoffed before turning and leaving.

Peter watched his friend go, not sure whether to call out or not but decided to stay quiet. He knew that was a bit harsh but he couldn't really bring himself to regret it. Everyone was just picking on Wade and Peter didn't know if he could stand it anymore.

Besides, he just needed to get used to Wade, he'd come around eventually right?

Right?

I'll admit, the story has been going quite liner but after this point the time skips get larger. This is also the point where I really try to focus on Peter and Wade.

Fun Fact! I was (still am at the moment) having trouble coming up with an ending to this but I did think up more little scenes to stick in here and there, this being one of them.