"You think I could snipe one without them noticing?" Wade asked, eyes glued to the pile of plastic roses and dollar store chocolates siting on a table in the school lobby.
"Probably, but you shouldn't. There for the people who actually paid to have them delivered." Peter reminded, taking a quick glance behind his shoulder at the sales girls attempting to raise money for the school before turning back to his friend.
"Damn my poorness." Wade humphed, sticking his hands in his hoodie pockets and lowering his head a bit in a way that unintentionally covered his face from the brunette's view. Peter gave a sympathetic smile and lifted his hand up to give the older a pat.
"I know, but Valentine's day is tomorrow so maybe you'll get something." Wade raised his head a tad, mouth open ready to say something but was cut off before speaking by and obviously intended to be heard laugh.
"Ya, maybe someone will take pity on that ugly mug." Flash said, face turned towards his friends but eyes looking over at Peter and Wade with a knowing smirk.
"At least he wouldn't have to steal all his." Peter shouted back before turning away as if expecting to be immediately hit for the joke. Instead he was met with the frustrated grumbles of the bullies and a chuckle from Wade. The older let out a pleased sigh before continuing on with the conversation.
"What about you? Are you ready to have all the girls throw themselves at that cute face of yours?" Wade asked as an obvious joke but soon regret it when he saw the youngers expression fall.
"If girls are throwing themselves anywhere it's away from me."
"Aww, don't be like that. I'm sure there's at least one person that wants you." Wade said, putting emphasis on the word 'sure'. Instead of a verbal response, Peter made a quiet noise of acknowledgement before going on to a different subject, trying his best to ignore the sad gaze of his friend.
"Tired?" Peter asked, noticing the 4th yawn that it slipped past Wade's lips in the 25 minutes it took the two to walk to school.
"Yeah. Didn't get much sleep." Wade admitted as he rubbed his eyes in an attempt to make himself feel a bit more awake. While Peter was attempting to think up a witty response, he noticed people looking his way. They where not looks of pity as to suggest an up incoming beating, nor were they looks of mocking. Instead they looked puzzled, a few looking him over head to toe before becoming more bewildered.
Nervously Peter ducked his head down, trying to avoid eye contact. Maybe he could convince Wade to give up his hoodie for a day.
The pairs foot steps quickened, Wade simply following suit with the younger who wanted to get out of the judging looks as soon as possible. He was stopped in his tracks however when he arrived at his locker to find not the dull metal door but a wall of field flowers. There were hundreds of them stuck to just his locker, so many that he could only see tiny slivers of the still-standing door behind it.
Peter crept up to it, having totally forgotten the students around him to instead focus on the garden that was now his locker. Carefully he raised a hand and brushed his fingers across some of the tiny pedals, not wanting to ruin the obvious hard work someone put into this. As he studied the odd Valentine gift he couldn't, nor would try, holding down smile. The image he made in his mind of some person sneaking their way into the school with a garbage bags full of freshly picked field flowers just for him played in his mind, causing his stomach to flutter and cheeks to pinken.
He turned to look at Wade who looked almost frightened for a moment but returned the smile once he noticed Peters.
"Parker." Peter nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden call, having been lost in his own mind. Turning quickly, the brunette found himself face-to-face with the principal of the school.
"Mr. Davis, good morning." Peter replied, not sure what to expect.
"Good morning." He repeated as he straightened his suit jacket. "First off I would like to ask if you know who has done this to your locker."
"No sir." Peter answered honestly.
"Well then I'm sorry to say this but you must clean it up immediately."
"But why?" Peter shot back, throwing Mr. Davis off a bit at having the school's star student talk back to him.
"Because it is vandalism." He answered calmly though it was obvious his temper had been struck. "And we have many students and faculty that have allergies and this little stunt could cause major problems." Peter opened his mouth as if to say something but thought better and closed it again in defeat. "I've already spoken to Mr. Warren and informed him why you'll be missing his class. And I expect that will be all you're missing, now get to it." Without waiting to see if Peter would say anything, Mr. Davis left the scene with heavy steps.
Not long after the school bell rang and the halls begin to empty, leaving Wade, Peter, and the now just arriving janitor who presented the boys with a garbage bag, broom, and dustpan.
"Aren't you going to class?" Peter asked once the janitor had also left them. The brunette only received a 'really?' look before accepting and thinking his friend for the help.
"Well this is shitty." Wade said as he opens the plastic bag.
"Ya, but I'm happy it happened." Peter admitted as he checked a few flowers and was glad to discover that they were simply taped on instead of glued like he'd feared.
"Really?"
"Well I don't like having to take them down but the fact that someone went through all this trouble to put them up is... It's just really sweet." Again the smile reappeared as the brunette lost himself in watching the Valentine gift instead of taking it down like he was supposed to.
"I'm glad you think so." It took only a couple seconds for Peter to turn towards his friend with the curious gaze but it was still enough time for Wade to put on a smile and continue. "I hope whoever did this gets to find out how happy it made you."
Peter continue to watch the older who was the first to rip a flower off and throw it in the bag he held. Then a smile crept onto the brunettes face.
"I hope so to."
Wade lay across the living room couch waiting for Peter to arrive. He was bored, lonely seeing as Logan wasn't home, and craving chocolate because that's what happens when you spend the day watching teens pass out candy to one another all day long. Sure that was yesterday but it still left him feeling empty, or was that just his stomach? Probably both.
Finally Wade heard the phone buzz, signalling that someone wanted to be let into the building. Wade sprung from the couch and raced over to the phone.
"Hey Peter." Wade greeted automatically as he let the younger in.
"Afternoon Wade." Peter return as Wade heard the doors of the building click open. Wade waited patiently until he was sure the younger was inside before hanging up. He was tempted to wait for brunette at the elevator door but with a heavy heart decided against it in fear of looking to eager. That was thrown out the window however as the moment he heard a knock at the door he ran over and flung it open, smiling wide and welcoming.
"Baby boy!"
"Happy belated Valentine's Day!" Well that's one way to greet people. Wade look down at Peter who held out a plastic bag with a sparkle in his eye and a somewhat proud smile. Hesitantly Wade accepted the offer and took a peek inside it.
"What do we have here?" He asked, sticking a hand in so he could move the piled-up packages and boxes so he could see all the different colourful labels. Some were common candies like chocolate bars, and others were Valentine themed with some type of discount scrawled on it.
"Candy. You said you were craving it right? Besides, it's only fair since you did something for me." Wade's head snapped up to gaze at Peter like a deer caught in headlights, heart feeling as if it had stopped for a moment.
"Wah?" Wade asked, contemplating whether he could pull off his shocked reaction as a joke but it wouldn't get past the brunette.
"I know you're the one who stuck all those flowers to my locker." Admit or back out, those were the two options Wade fought between but, considering the smile Peter was giving him, he decided on former.
"You got me. Was it that obvious?" Wade asked humorously in an attempt to hide his nervousness.
"Kind of, yeah. You're the only one I know who's so cheesy and insane to pull a stunt like that."
"Yep, that sounds about right." Wade joked, pushing down his urge to ask whether Peter was using the word insane in a good light or a bad one.
"And Wade, I was being serious yesterday when I said I thought it was really sweet." Gently the brunette placed his hand atop the olders bicep who's heart skidded to a stop before racing forward. "Thanks, for trying to cheer me up but you didn't have to."
"Oh shit, this could be it." Wade thought to himself. "Should I do it? We are having a total moment, all we're missing is the dramatic piano music in the background. I think I can do it. No, wait, I changed my mind, I can't. God he just keeps staring at me. I'm going all quiet again aren't I? God damn it why am I such a pussy?"
"Hey." Logan suddenly interrupted as he arrived home from work, or as Wade would put it, be the millionth thing to cock block him. "What you got there?" He asked, giving Wade a light smack to the head as he passed for the glare the eldest had received.
"It's just some candy. Would you like some?" Peter answered as Wade continued to unnoticeably burn a hole in the back of Logan's head with his continued glaring.
"If it's a gift from you the idiots not going to give a crumb of it up without a fight." Logan replied from around the corner he had turned.
"Your dame right!"
I'm back! Hey everyone, thanks for waiting. ^^ I was able to type up two more chapters and almost double the climax of the story, hope you enjoy.
This chapter didn't end up quite how I wanted but I still like it. And it was fun writing from Wade's pov. I think it gives you guys and gals an idea of what Wade thinks throughout the story.