"Alright everyone, take a work sheet on your way by me. You'll have 2 hours to fill it out using the various exhibits. If you finish early you are free to do as you wish within the grounds of the science centre. We will be meeting back here at 1pm unless you have prior arrangements for getting home. Now have fun and remember, you are representing Midtown High School so please be on you best behaviour." Mr. Warren instructed despite the fact that most of the students stopped listening at the mention of a work sheet.
After his speech the teens all stood and began to make there way off the cramped school bus, taking the work sheet that was in fact 9 sheets stapled together, from Mr. Warren who stood at the front. Peter and Wade eventually escaped the bus, the younger looking actually excited to be there.
"Come on Wade." Peter instructed, his steps noticeably faster than any of his fellow teens.
"Someones excited." Wade somewhat joked, happy himself, though because of being out of the usual dreary classroom rather then where he was instead. But Peter was here so he was willing to stick around.
"Ya. They have this new insect exhibit that I've been wanting to check out." Peter said, grinning from ear to ear
"You're such a nerd." Wade said affectionately, flipping his hood up over his head to cover any curious eyes as he followed Peter with the same pace as a parent being egged on by their child.
"Good thing I wore my glasses then, to complete the look." Peter joked along, turning and tapping the thick rim of his glasses before turning back to the science centre. "Now hurry up or you'll be left behind."
Of course Wade was never left in the dust. Peter would head off and then stop and wait patiently for the older to catch up, excited to check out the exhibits with his friend who for once actually seemed somewhat interested in them, at least when the brunette was explaining them. This was something that Harry never did for him, never even attempted to pretend that he wanted to be anywhere like a museum but Wade seemed genuinely intrigued, at the least making jokes and playing along with the younger's eagerness.
There were a few moments however when Wade's attention would drift from whatever Peter was happily explaining because the older apparently found Peter more interesting.
"Your just so cute when you get excited." Was his usual response at being caught, though there was one time he said, "Your so smart baby boy, you should be our teacher. I'm sure we'd all learn a lot more with you at the front of the class." Peter would smile up at him and thank him for the compliment, having gradually gotten past the point where he got flustered by the olders compliments.
The only time either got flustered it was Wade surprisingly enough. They were walking through the sea life exhibit, gazing at it and occasionally making jokes at the expense of various fish they could spot. At one point a small group of young women walked by and giggled amongst themselves when spotting the pair.
"Aren't they cute?"
"Thank you!" Wade replied, not afraid to accept a compliment when his hood was up. Peter gazed over his shoulder at the women who looked surprised momentarily but then continued there chuckling.
"You guys make an adorable couple!" One of the other girls shouted before your friends puled her head down and shushed her jokingly.
"Guess we do kind of look like where on a date huh? Funnest date I've ever been on." Peter was about to follow up with some remark on how he'd never actually been on a date but stopped when he noticed Wade's gaze had fallen to the ground. His head was tilted in an attempt to block the youngers view but Peter could just barely see the smile on his lips and what could have been a bit of a blush.
"I'm glad" Was all Wade said, determined to keep his eyes off his friends despite the pleased look on his face. Peter shrugged it off, not really thinking about it until later that night. For the time being he simply went about what he was doing with Wade following, smiling brighter than he was previously.
Eventually however it was about time for their class to leave.
"Oh shit." Wade suddenly muttered halfway back to the bus.
"What's wrong?"
"I left my worksheet back in the cave."
"You mean the nocturnal exhibit?" Peter corrected.
"Same shit different pile. Anyway I'm going to run back and get it." Wade said, pointing a finger in the general direction he thought it was which Peter quickly noted was not actually the way he needed to go.
"Do you even remember where it is?" This made Wade stop, gazing down the various protruding halls as he hummed to himself in thought. "Here," Peter handed the older his worksheet and pencil. " I'll go get it, you make sure the bus doesn't leave without us." He instructed as he started to jog down one of the hallways before the older could respond.
It didn't take long for the brunette to reach the nocturnal exhibit which were a series of twisting and turning caves that led to various fake habitats. What did take a bit of time however was finding the lost papers as it was rather dark, the whole place under just enough of a glow to make out the exhibit. Finally he found the sheets but while he was gazing over them to make sure they were indeed Wades' and not some other students, something, or more specifically someone, ran past and ripped his glasses right off his face.
"Hey!" Peter shouted but got no response aside from few fading chuckles.
The brunette had suddenly been plunged into utter blindness. Now usually Peter would be able to make out vague shapes that he could determine as a person but being in such a dark area rendered what little he had to nothing. Everything was a big mess of black and he couldn't really hear much outside of the recorded animal noises being echoed off the walls in an attempt to add immersion but only confused the teen's sense of direction.
There was a moment of utter panic, Peter clinging to the bench Wade had left his papers on as he tried to get a grasp on his sudden loss of site.
"Hello." He called weakly as got down on his hands and knees, not trusting his sense of balance. "Is anyone there?" He asked as he slowly begin to crawl, hoping to find a wall at the very least. After crawling for far longer than he expected to, the fear and embarrassment took over. With shaking hands and slightly damp eyes he sat down and curled himself into a ball on the floor. "Someone, anyone, Wade..."
"Peter!?" The brunette jumped slightly, having not expected to get a response but god was he happy to hear a familiar voice.
"Wade!" Peter shouted back, head rising despite not actually being able to see his friend.
"Peter! Baby boy where are you!?"
"I don't know, I can't see!" Peter responded both happy and a bit disoriented when he could hear both Wade's and his own voices bouncing off the walls all around him.
"I knew it." He could hear Wade mutter to himself. "Okay just stay where you are, I'll come to you."
Then followed an awkward game of Marco Polo with Wade attempting to follow the youngers voice but with the echoing of the cave he got more turned around and confused then anything. Peter would have been scared stiff at being so disabled but the older kept the mood a bit lighter with his occasional jokes in an attempt to calm the obviously frightened teen. Eventually he did find his friend and quickly raced over and dropped to his knees in front of the brunette.
"There you are."
"Wade." Peter replied as he lifted up his hands, still unable to make out any shapes. Wade helpfully grab his wrists so the younger could get an idea of where he was relatively. Peter's face lit up as he excitedly wrapped his arms around his friends neck and pulled him into a hug. "Thank you sooooo much. I couldn't see anything, I was so scared." The brunette could feel Wade stiffen under the sudden affection which made Peter consider letting go but the embrace was quickly returned as the older pulled them chest to chest.
"I'm so glad your okay." Wade said in a thick, sweet tone right against the brunettes ear, causing a shiver to run up Peter's spine. Peter considered pulling away, frightened at his own reaction but with how close he was being held he almost felt bad for even thinking it. "I was imagining so much worse when I saw Flash breaking your glasses just outside the bus."
"H-he broke my glasses?" Peter asked both in concern for his spectacles but also in an attempt to pull away from the tender moments being created.
"Ya, sorry about that Petey. Dropped and stomped on beyond even the power of duct tape." Peter let out a frustrated sigh, honestly not surprised at finding out who the culprit was.
"Really? Oh well, at least I have my contacts." Peter thought positively as Wade thankfully pulled back, though he still kept his hands on the youngers knees.
"Which aaaaare?"
"At home."
"Shit." Wade cursed, thumping his fist against his leg.
"It's okay, we'll just get back to school and then-"
"The school bus left."
"What?"
"Ya, I noticed it while getting lost trying to find these caves."
"Great." Peter said with an exaggerated role of his currently useless eyes. "I guess they assumed we were going to make our own way home."
"Well now what? Neither of us have a cell phone and unless those oversized jeans of yours are hiding any money along with that cute booty of yours there's no way of getting back aside from our own two feet... four feet? Anyway, can you walk while blind?" Wade asked as he assisted the younger in standing.
"Badly." Peter admitted, wobbling the moment his friend let go of him.
"Perfect. So how should we do this?"
"Would you mind if I held on to you?"
"What!?" Wade unintentionally shouted. Peter browse knitted in confusion as he looked up in Wade's general direction.
"I can walk somewhat decently when I'm holding on to someone. I used to have to cling on to Aunt May or Uncle Ben as a kid when I broke my glasses playing." There was a long moment of silence which worried Peter, leaving him to stand there awkwardly wishing he could see and gauge his friends expression. "Wade?"
"Hu? Um ya, I guess that's okay, if you don't mind." Peter's arm was gently poke with the elders offered elbow. Carefully Peter reached up and wrapped both arms around the olders and pulled it to his chest.
"This okay?" Peter asked, feeling a bit embarrassed seeing as he hadn't clung to someone like this in years.
"Perfect." Wade sighted blissfully. Peter could feel heat rising to his cheeks as he ducked his head.
"Well... lead the way." He reminded.
"Oh, right. Come on then." Wade realized, snapping out of his stupor at least enough to start walking them out of the nocturnal exhibit.
The first bit of the walk was quiet is Peter realized the consequence of having his friend lead him this way as he could occasionally hear whispers and giggles at what he prayed wasn't, but probably was, them. It was also problematic that he couldn't see what Wade was doing. Once they were out in proper light he could vaguely make out his friend but he was nowhere near seeing the expression he was wearing. It could have been one of annoyance or of giddy joy and Peter wasn't sure which one he dreaded more.
After a while they both began to calm with Wade starting up his usual jokes with the much happier tone. Eventually Peter got caught up in the happy mood and found himself laughing along, trying to focus on the older rather than the world around them which honestly wasn't too hard a task for him. Though this did lead to a few stumbles and bumping into the occasional person.
They made their way to Peter's house, seeing as school was over by now, and had to get May to let them in being that Peter's key was in his backpack in his locker in the closed for the day school.
"Oh my." Aunt May gasped with a hint of a giggle. "Wade are you alright, your face is as red as a tomato."
"Well have you seen my arm candy, how could I not?"
"My glasses broke." Peter interrupted, not liking where the conversation was heading.
"Correction, they were broken by a dick cheese in our class."
"He broke them." Aunt May gasped, long since having accepted that Wade was just one of those people with a potty mouth. "Dear me Peter, does this boy do this often?" She asked, having heard many a times of her nephews troubles at school.
"It's okay." Peter attempted as he finally released Wade and reached a hand out for his aunt.
"No its not. We should charge him with theft and breaking of expensive stuff." Wade declared, his joy quickly being replaced with anger.
"That's ridiculous Wade." Peter brushed off as May grabbed his arm and led him inside, his friend following without invitation.
"I think he's onto something dear. Maybe not taking it to the police but at the very least bring it up with the school. Those glasses are expensive. I know a lot of families, including ourselves, that wouldn't be able to replace them. This is serious."
"Thank you!" Wade said a bit over dramatically.
Peter did agree but he was a bit to frightened of the payback that would be called down on him if Flash found out he attempted to tattle. Despite his concerns, within the week Flash had stopped coming to classes and the rumour floating around was that he was suspended. Peter was both happy and concern for this but Wade assured him that he deserved it.
"If people keep letting him get away with this stuff, he'll only get worse."
A moment of silence for Peters cute glasses.
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This is one of those parts that I added because I was (still am) having trouble with the ending. At this point though I realized that I may have all theses little ideas but there not really adding much to the story so I tried to stop in fear of writing more filler chapters.
Oh, and something you may have noticed is that Wade talks a little different from everyone else. Hopefully that came through.