Chapter Five: Second Date
In the morning Peter found himself making breakfast in the kitchen when the elevator doors opened to unleash Clint and Natasha.
"Hey Pete." Clint called.
"Hey guys. Dad and pops aren't out yet."
"Would have thought Cap would be running or working out in the gym by now." Nat murmured taking a seat at the breakfast bar.
"We did have an argument last night." Pete confessed. "They were probably making up."
"What were you fighting about?" Clint asked frowning as he pulled out a chair by Nat after getting a glass of orange juice.
"Nothing really." Pete answered quickly. He turned away from Natasha's narrowed eyes to continue making breakfast for the two newcomers. He didn't see the look Nat and Clint shared behind his back.
"So how are your dates going?" Clint asked slowly.
"Fine. How are yours?" Pete turned around ready to dish out pancakes to Clint who happily cooed over the fluffy thin delights.
"I'm taking a seventy year old woman to dinner tonight. She probably won't stop talking about her grand kids and how I'd be perfect for her youngest daughter." Peter snickered, "It's not funny. It took a lot of bribing to not have her calling the pastor last night to just marry one of her other daughters."
"Wow. My dates are no where near as bad as that." Steve appeared in the hallway looking proper as always. "Mornin pops." Peter greeted. Steve nodded to everyone while simultaneously looking for coffee.
"So how are your dates?" Nat asked taking a sip of her dark coffee. "I don't think Deadpool would make dating very easy on you. You are his role model." Peter shrugged.
"Not as bad as I expected. I have another date tonight with him."
"You sure you want to go out again so early after last night?" Steve asked.
"What happened last night?" Clint asked.
"Did Deadpool hurt you?" Nat asked surveying the scrape on Peter's right forearm.
"No!" Peter asserted firmly, semi-glaring at Steve who gave him a sigh. "We just got into some trouble. Bad guys want to ruin a heroes date and all that. It ended okay, really."
"You are just a magnet for trouble aren't you Petey?" Clint chuckled.
"Hardy-har-har." Peter sarcastically drawled. "Alright I gotta go to class." Peter hugged Steve before saluting Clint and Nat.
"I'm surprised you didn't nail him to the bed Cap." Nat murmured once Peter was gone.
"I wanted to. Tony wanted to."
"Nah they didn't have the time." Clint grinned. "Peter installed a small virus that kept the Iron Man suits from functioning properly."
"Somehow I doubt the sugar in the gas tanks were all Peter's ideas. His forte is computers." Steve gave Clint a glare. Clint shrugged.
"What? He's a teenager, they pick things up like that. He picked up how to pick a lock and steal things in under two minutes from Nat."
"You spend more time with him than I do. Imagine what else he picked up from you." Nat returned the focus to Clint smoothly wiggling out from under Steve's exasperated glare.
"I'm sure Tony lent his own deal of tics and habits." Clint muttered taking a sip of orange juice.
"How is the old man?" Nat asked. Steve sighed.
"He's still in his workshop. He disagreed with Peter dating Deadpool."
"I thought you could promise him anything and he'd follow you right into the bedroom?" Nat asked. Clint just about choked on his juice.
"Nat! I'm eating!" She rolled her eyes.
"Pussy."
"Chicken shit."
"Language!" Steve snapped. Nat smirked at Steve.
"Thought we were past all this Cap."
"Shut it Romanov."
Peter was a good student. His teachers, parents and various friends could attest to that. While he didn't have the best perfect attendance he made up for that by acing his tests and homework. And when he did manage to get into class he paid attention to everything. Not to mention almost everyone knew he was Tony Stark and Steve Rogers kid so he was allowed some leeway. Not much but enough to keep his grades from failing and his attention from wandering.
Although his attention span this morning was one for the books. Peter spent so much time zoning out it caused his Professor to call him back at the end of the class.
"Are you alright Peter?" Professor Conner's asked trying to be delicate. Peter blinked slowly.
"Uh, yeah."
"Are you sure because you could barely focus long enough to form a comprehensible answer to the main features of quantum theory?" Peter flushed in embarrassment.
"Sorry Professor. I've just been a little distracted thanks to work and I haven't been sleeping that well."
"Is everything okay at home?" Peter nodded his head quickly.
"Yeah, no everything is fine. It's just been a difficult time in my social life right now. I'm sorry about not paying much attention but I won't do it again." Professor Conner's nodded.
"Alright. But you do need to start buckling down Peter. We're going to be going over a lot of review for the next week. I don't want to fail you when I know you don't deserve anything less than a B+."
"I understand." Peter hurriedly grabbed his bag. "See you Professor." Peter made it in record time to the front lawns of ESU. He briefly took in the sights and sounds of everyday life before he was heading straight to his bike. As he had a date tonight he'd be heading right to Stark Tower to get ready there before heading out as Spiderman.
In the hours leading up to his date Peter spent swinging around New York as Spiderman.
When he was sure the city and it's inhabitants were going to be good for the night Spiderman made his way to Dead- Wade's apartment.
Spiderman had been to Deadpool's apartment before when he'd needed to get the idiotic immortal somewhere safe so he could either regenerate or come back to life. Wade's apartment wasn't glamorous nor was it exactly something thought to be inhabitable but it was safe. From everything except the madman who lived there.
Spiderman crawled along the wall towards the window he usually went in from to find it wide open and the smell of pizza wafting out of the somewhat warm apartment.
"About time!" Deadpool crowed when Spiderman hopped through the window. It didn't take half a second before Spiderman was wrapped in a Deadpool bear hug. "I could really get used to these hugs Spidey!"
"Personal space Wade! We talked about the personal space!" Spiderman's muffled yells came. Deadpool's eyes widened comically before he picked Spiderman up and practically screamed in Spiderman's ears.
"You said my name!" Spiderman somehow managed to wriggle out of the constricting arms to catch his breath. Deadpool didn't go after him, he was too busy muttering to himself.
"I know! You think we could make him say it again? You might be right Yellow. Oh that's a good idea." Spiderman simply waited for Deadpool to return to reality by looking around the shabby apartment. It wasn't the worst apartment Peter had seen but it wasn't the best either. There wasn't a bedroom, more of an over sized living room with a flat screen and XBOX with two controllers, Kinect, and various movies stacked underneath the TV. The couch looked like it doubled as both bed and couch while the kitchen was overflowing with dirty dishes- both paper and ceramic. Take-out boxes overflowed from the trashcan while a sheet covered the doorway leading to the bathroom/shower.
'Not much has changed. Other than the fact that he picked up his guns.' Peter mused.
"WAIT!" Peter flinched at Deadpool's loud voice. Apparently Deadpool had returned to earth. "Dang author screwed with my head. I thought we were going to meet on the library roof. Sorry about my manners Baby Boy, you want a slice of pizza?"
"Yeah." Spiderman popped down on the couch. Deadpool threw a paper plate at Spiderman before he knelt by the XBOX and popped a movie in. Once Deadpool turned off the lights he gladly sat back on the couch.
"Spidey!" Peter swallowed his pizza before sighing.
"What?"
"Do you want to snuggle?" The rolling of Spiderman's eyes was practically legendary. At least to everyone besides Deadpool.
"Have you showered recently?"
"Yeah." Spiderman gave Deadpool a flat look. "I stood still and scrubbed myself while it rained last week. That's progress." Deadpool widened his eyes and whimpered like a dog.
"Don't you have a shower here in this dump?" Spiderman asked.
"It might not be fancy like Stark Towers but it's home web-head. So can we cuddle?"
"You asked to snuggle, not cuddle."
"We can do both?"
"Why don't we wait on that." Deadpool pouted.
"Am I the only one invested in this relationship?"
"No but you are the only one standing between me and a good movie about talking fish." Deadpool grunted before he flipped Spidey the bird. "Aw and I thought we had something special."
"Really?"
"No. Shut up and watch the movie Wade." Surprisingly enough, Deadpool did as told.
During the movie Peter would see Wade getting closer to him along the couch but every time he looked at Deadpool he was back where he had been before. Wade sang along to Dory's song of 'Just Keep Swimming' and even tried to speak whale. To which Spiderman laughed as he just sounded constipated.
When the movie ended Deadpool started the first of the Hobbit trilogy while Peter checked his phone.
'Are you okay?' Was sent from Tony.
'Son if you have a moment please text your dad back. He's worrying me.' Came from Steve.
'Hey kid, don't plan a date for tomorrow. Could use your help during training.' That was from Clint.
Peter quickly wrote back to all three before he turned his attention back to the TV and Wade.
"Who's your favorite dwarf?" Wade asked.
"Never really given it a thought to be honest." Wade nodded.
"I think I'd say Kili for mine." Deadpool rubbed his hands together evilly. "That boy has so many weapons hidden in so many places."
"Of course that would be your reason." Spiderman laughed.
"You can't tell me that's not awesome!" Deadpool cried. "If I had hair I'd probably hide knives in it too."
"And you'd carry an axe around?" Wade looked at Spiderman who only then realized that he and Wade were sitting side by side in the middle of the couch. Wade's grin grew wicked.
"Why Spidey, I thought even you would have noticed. I carry my axe around all the time." Peter's face burned with a blush. Both from the words and the close proximity to Deadpool. "Nice blush Spidey." And that was when Peter realized his mask only covered half his face, exposing his blush and mouth to an equally exposed mouth.
"Shut up Pool."
"Aw what happened to Wade?" He whined.
"Slipped my mind." Peter tried for nonchalance. Wade just stared at him before moving in. Peter froze. Wade stopped but didn't move away. "Deadpool?" Peter murmured.
"Don't hit me." The next thing Peter was comprehending was a warmth on his lips and a firm hold on his cheek. That was before the wave of heat came rushing from Peter's brain and seemed to run throughout his body like a wildfire that knocked his oh so sensible mind on it's ass.
A loud unfamiliar sound reached his ears while he drowned. Something warm and wet was in his mouth, exploring, invading. Yet while something like that would have had Peter on his toes this only seemed to heat the flames. His tongue came to life to battle Wade's while his arms grabbed Wade's arms and held on.
"Dea-" Peter tried to speak but the insistent tug on his bottom lip cut everything off. He gladly returned to the heated kiss that was dragging on way to long. He'd never felt anything this intense and to lose that seemed like such a pity.
"Goddamit Spidey." Deadpool murmured against his lips before Peter was flat on the couch with his arms above his head and Deadpool between his thighs. The position seemed to knock Peter's rational mind back and into overdrive as he realized the situation he was now in. He tensed up ready to fight but Deadpool stopped once he realized Peter's state of mind.
"Spidey?" Deadpool panted.
"Get off." Spiderman said. Deadpool hesitated. "Deadpool, get off me."
"... No." Deadpool seemed to be glaring at Spiderman.
"Why not?"
"Because if I know you, your going to run out of here and try to put this to the back of your mind. If you're going to try to figure this out then you might as well stay so we can do that together. We are partners right?"
"Fighting bad guys yeah. Not this." Spidey growled.
"Tomato, tamato." The two super's glared at each other long enough that the boxes in Deadpool's head gave him an idea. "We're going to play a little game here Spidey mmkay? Now I really like you and as you know you are cute as all hell. But I want to know: do you think you like me too? Because I'm getting mixed signals here. What with yesterday's very obvious teasing and that hot kiss just now. I really don't want to waste my time. Not that I could as I'm immortal but I could really use some- goddammit what's the word?- clarification, that's it."
Spiderman's one thought?
'Fuck'
GM NASAI: I am so terribly sorry for making you all wait on this chapter. I meant to write sooner but my muse was being a bitch and refused to come around so long as my cat was chasing her. So, no more cat for me. (Turns out I am actually allergic to cat litter so win-win right?)
Anyway I redid the last chapter. Just the ending bit where Spidey and Deadpool are texting each other so if your lost then I am sorry about that. Turns out I really did screw that part up. That and the chapter before that- I am actually surprised no one caught that or brought it to my attention. But that has been fixed so no worries.
I know Deadpool may be OOC about the not wanting Spidey to run away but I think injecting the boxes with anger, confusion and the urge to want answers has influenced Deadpool so there's the reason he's basically laying on Spidey. I hope you guys enjoyed despite the late arrival.
Review please.