Chapter Six: A Friendship Or Relationship?

"So what do you say Spidey? Ready to admit your attraction to me?" Deadpool asked.

"I have an attraction." Spidey growled out. "An attraction to kick your ass."

"Aw, now your just being mean." Deadpool whined. He leaned down to press his lips against Spiderman's neck. Spiderman tensed harshly a second before his body turned traitor and relaxed against the skillful tongue licking a hot trail up his neck to his jawline. "You like teasing me and obviously love being teased, so why don't we just come clean. Pun intended."

"You- Get off me."

"I'll get off on you." Deadpool murmured. He felt Spiderman's body tense. A second later he was flat on his back on the floor with Spidey above him. Spiderman grit his teeth as he covered Deadpool in layers of webbing. "Oh playing hard to get huh? I like that." Spiderman webbed his mouth shut.

"I told you to get off me. Not keep molesting me." Spiderman growled. Deadpool could only groan as Spiderman yanked his mask down to cover his face once again before he jumped out the window into the New York night.

Through all the whirling thoughts that demanded to be analyzed Spiderman continued to shove them off until he was on top of some random building high above the cars honking and blaring. Only then did Spiderman pull off the mask and have his breakdown.

"What the fuck am I doing?" Peter groaned pulling his hair while pacing. While Peter knew he was bi he'd never had this strong of an... Attraction to anyone. Not Gwen and certainly not Mary Jane. Peter had no problems liking Deadpool- he had his moments being a hero despite the merc's arguments and he was funny. It certainly wasn't his looks as Peter could see past that to the man beneath. But the overwhelming need and want he'd felt when he had kissed Deadpool, yeah that scared him a lot.

Peter was brought out of his internal angsting by his phone which was buzzing quite a bit. He pulled out his phone to see three missed calls and five- no six text messages. All were from Deadpool. Peter hesitated before he opened the messages.

'You okay Spidey?'

'I'm- well I'm not sorry- but for your sake I'm sorry for pushing. Please call me back?'

'Spidey?'

'Baby boy?'

'Spiderman please call me.'

Peter was about to click off when another text message came.

'Fuck, I'm sorry if I upset you Baby boy. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'll understand If you need space but I don't want this to end our partnership.'

Peter sighed, defeated. Wade's insecurity and fear had an unfortunate side effect of making Peter and Spiderman feel protective of the merc. This time was no different.

'It's okay Wade.'

'I'll call you in the morning.'

'I'm sorry for running out like that.'

Peter grabbed his mask and pulled it on once again becoming Spiderman. A quick shot of web and Peter was launching himself towards Stark Tower.

When he arrived on the penthouse balcony the lights were on inside but no one was there. Thankfully.

"Welcome back sir." Friday greeted when he was inside.

"Hey Friday, where's dad and pops?" Peter cast a quick glance at the elevator- too many close calls had him waiting on it in case someone came out to see Peter in Spiderman's outfit.

"Steve and Tony are still at N.A.F and will stay there for one more night before coming back in the morning."

"Anyone else here besides us?"

"Agent Romanoff is in her room, shall I alert her of your need to talk?" Peter pulled off his mask already heading to his room.

"No that's okay. I'm just gonna head to bed. Thanks Friday."

"Goodnight Peter." Natasha's door opened when Peter was about to pass.

"Hey, you okay? Friday said you were looking glum." Peter sent a glare to the ceiling knowing the A.I. was watching.

"I'm fine." Natasha raised an eyebrow.

"Uh-huh. Come in." She moved aside allowing Peter entrance into her room.

"Don't suppose this can wait until morning?"

"It could, but if I know you then you'll have clammed up by then. Come on, I won't kill you." Peter felt like a child as he stomped into Natasha's room and threw himself onto the bed. Unlike Peter's own room here and at N.A.F. Natasha's rooms were quite plain. There were no personal pictures or touches that indicated someone lived here. The only sense that the room was lived in was the lack of dust on the furniture.

"What do you want to talk about?" Peter asked folding his legs. Nat pulled up a chair and took a seat.

"Isn't that my line?"

"I'm not in the mood." Nat merely brushed his petulant tone off.

"I see. So what's bothering you that's made you act like a child throwing a tantrum?"

"I'm not-" One look from those icy blue eyes had Peter clamping his mouth shut. One did not lie to Natasha Romanoff without getting his ass beat into next week. So despite his reluctant attitude Peter told Natasha about what happened with Deadpool. "And now, I don't know what to do. I mean I kind of have a vague outline of what I'm supposed to do but I've never," Here Peter couldn't stop his already pink face from going dark red. "I've never been with a man."

"Do you want to be with him?" Nat asked. Peter blinked.

"I- yes?"

"You need to be sure Peter. Deadpool is a mercenary but I'll admit that he hasn't killed anyone in months." She fixed Peter with an amused look. "I'm guessing that's your fault."

"Yeah. He said he wanted to change and be more like me. So I helped him." Nat nodded.

"And with all you know about him, would you say he's more of a good guy then he was when you first met?"

"Well yeah. He doesn't kill for money anymore. He still talks to the voices in his head but it's not as bad as it was in the beginning, I had to remind him I was still with him then. And he even saved a girl yesterday."

"With all of this knowledge about Deadpool I would think you could make a decision on whether you should accept his obvious flirtations. What's holding you back?"

"What if... What if he doesn't want me after a while?" Peter asked lowly. "I'm not some gorgeous bombshell or even the sexiest man alive- that belongs to Ryan Reynolds apparently."

"Who?"

"Never mind. What if it's a mistake?"

"Whether it's a mistake or not is not something you'll know now. That comes after experience and time. You could choose to enter into a relationship with Deadpool or not it's up to you. But a part of being in a relationship is knowing what your boundaries are for both parties." Peter nodded before asking,

"Shouldn't you be warning me to not get involved with Deadpool because he's... well Deadpool?"

"Why would I do that? I'm not your mother. If you can fight against your own villains dressed in spandex then you're an adult to me." Nat scoffed. "I'm not Tony honey."

"Thanks Nat."

"No problem kid. Anytime you're not willing to talk come to me." Nat stood up. "Now if you don't mind I believe you were on the way to bed." Peter nodded before getting up.

"We really should decorate your room Nat. Put in some pink or even blues."

"You redecorate my room and I will wrap you as a gift and present you to Deadpool naked." Peter blushed while Nat smirked.

"Night then." When Peter was safe in his room he leaned against the door. "This family is crazy." He chuckled before heading to shower and finally, finally lay down to sleep. Before he went to sleep though, Peter checked his phone.

There were no new calls or text messages from Deadpool.

'Hey Deadpool?'

'Hey Spidey, what's up?'

'Wanna meet me for patrol tomorrow night?'

'You serious? I get to join you again? Wait- do I get to have my own web blasters?' Peter chuckled.

'Not after last time.'

'Come on that was one mistake.'

'One mistake you keep making over and over.'

'Well how am I supposed to know not to push the damn red button?'

'It says "emergency".'

'It was an emergency!'

'You were staring at my ass again. How is that an emergency?'

'I needed to explode. ;)' Peter's grin was now stuck on his face.

'You are not getting your own web blasters.'

'Can I get a Spidey kiss then?' Peter bit his lower lip before texting his reply.

'Only if you keep your hands to yourself.'

'Deal. Goodnight Baby boy.'

'Night Wade.'

'YOU SAID MY NAME AGAIN!' Peter laughed before rolling over and falling asleep.

GM NASAI: I am so sorry for the delay. I updated to AO3 but forgot to update this side of the coin. My bad. Why I even have another account to update surprises me but it's good for getting the writing out there.

And did you know that there are stories of almost everything but we don't have any Zootopia female OC's running lost in the city? Random fact but I looked, tried to, but nothing popped up. Well a few things did but nothing I was really looking forward to reading. Anyone want to help me with that I would be eternally grateful.