Chapter 8

"I can explain," Wade raised his hands up in defense as they stood on the high roof of the building. Cars and people looked like small toys and Hot Wheels far below. Wade couldn't help feel at the Spider's mercy seeing as only one of them could walk away from a potential fall without injury. And one of them held the power, and It wasn't the human with a healing factor. Wade was strong and nearly indestructible but he couldn't push cars aside or regularity handle the G-forces Spider-man casually played with on a day to day basis.

"Can you? Can you really?" Peter scoffed. "Then you better have a damn good reason for being here. For hunting me down. And what is this supposed to be?" Peter snarled, shoving his phone into Wade's face, forcing him cross eyed as in order to focus on the text bubbles on the arachnids phone. On screen were the texts Wade had sent earlier to Parker in his hopes of getting a meeting with him to learn more about his soulmate.

"Hey. I was just trying to learn more about you because you're sort of a paranoid, selfish douche who thinks his identity is more important than communication." Wade snapped back, pushing the phone aside. "I thought a less biased opinion could come from your paparazzi boy, I was looking for words aside from the usual 'menace, crook, liar, and murderer' that's floating around because you're feeding your own defamation. I wouldn't know you're my soulmate if you hadn't shown your face that night, maybe if you sat down and chatted with me instead, you wouldn't be so pissed off over a coincidence."

There was a flash of hurt in Peter's eyes as he listened to Wade but it was quickly squashed by the fire behind his eyes. He was still angry but the cutting edge of his approach dampened.

"If you wanted to know me better, a normal person would organize a meeting." The hero took a step away from Wade. "Not corner an affiliate,"

"Now that's the point, isn't it? I'm not a normal person and neither are you. My everyday life is not surrounded by the idea of pretending to not be normal. I did what was smart. Have you considered that what I do for a living makes my accomplishment of everyday things as different as your own technique?" Deadpool defended as he took the step forward so as not to back down from the accusations. "Besides It wasn't hunting you."

" Yes! Yes it really was hunting" Peter countered in an almost manic retaliation. "You were doing recon on your soulmate."

" I wasn't hunting I was just..."

"Planning to pay someone for information. Oh, sure. Totally not stalking." Peter declared raising a hand up dramatically. "Nope, no stalking done here. Hunting, and stalking, they're the exact same thing."

"Would you stop ? You're acting like an entitled child. If you can't pause one moment to logically look at a situation from someone else's point of view then I have no reason to stay here."

(Pftt. That coming from you. So, when are you going to start doing that yourself then?)

[We did by not bolting out of this place the moment he turned his back on us.]

"Deadpool I'm not-"

"It's Wade." He snapped.

" What?"

"My name. Wade Wilson. Ever heard of it?" He glared at Peter, heart beating in his chest. He was angry and he knew being angry was the opposite of what he should be expressing himself but he felt cornered, "I found your name so you can have mine. I swear that I didn't mean to find you. It's not what I was looking for, but I guess I've found enough." He took a few steps back. "I'll be going, I've wasted enough of your time and I don't see this conversation going anywhere productive."

He strode past Peter towards the edge of the roof. Going "Splat" sounded appealing right about now.

" No." Peter stated. " No, Dead- Wade, you're going to stay here and talk about this,"

[Dead Wade. I like that imagery.]

(Ditto)

"Or what? You know, from my perspective I'm just facing the fears I had when you shoved me out onto this roof." He was only two steps from the edge. "You can't keep me here."

He was but wasn't surprised when he was yanked back and forced to the ground. he landed pretty hard on his ass, a stabbing throb going up his tailbone. He glanced over his shoulder and took note of the webbing that had grabbed ahold of his katana sheaths.

Peter wrapped the extra length of webbing around his wrist as he walked closer, keeping him on a tight leash. "Spiderman can."

"And Spider-Man is Peter." Wade mocked.

"And Peter is Spider-Man," The young man agreed. "So yes, I can make you stay. What's the idea anyways? Yell at me for being unreasonable and then commit suicide in front of me? What happened to that tangent on perspective?" Peter's tone was picking up again, something about what he just said added fuel to the fire that had died back earlier.

Peter didn't stop until he was only a few centimeters away from stepping on the hand Wade was leaning on. The arachnid knelt down so they were face to face, pushing both of their boundaries uncomfortably. 

"First thing you need to understand is that I'm not mad." Peter said with a forced slow and moderately calm manner. 

Wade laughed. "You know what? I admit it. I'm dumb, but I'm not Fucking Stupid." He glared at Peter. "You're insane if you think I believe that. You look like you want to strangle me."

"No." Peter denied, taking  deep breath

(Have to ask. Heya Petey? Do ya swing both ways?)

(It's Vital I know)

"Would you just shut the fuck up!" Wade snarled over his shoulder at the box. 

His outburst seemed to cut the tension for a fraction of a moment while Peter blinked at him in confusion. Meanwhile, the boxes joined forced to whisper insecurities into his mind. 

This was just not the time or place for any that that.

(It's always the time and place)

"I wasn't even talking,"

"And so I wasn't talking to you." Wade concluded for him. Peter seemed weirded out and backed off.

"Wade Look. You will stop thinking I want you to go away. I don't want you to disappear, so stop putting words in my mouth. Just stop. You aren't allowed to leave me unless I send you away. Do you understand?" Spider growled. It wasn't a warning.

Wade nodded, feeling his throat tightening up as he looked at up the arachnid. He wasn't confident as to why. It could have been fear or joy. All he really understood was that he would probably cry if he spoke up and he didn't want to be seen like that. He didn't want to look that weak. He's a world-class mercenary. He couldn't burst into tears now.

(I hope what he said wasn't some form of sick foreshadowing in some way. I hate foreshadowing.)

"Please trust me." Peter said with a calming gentleness. Wade couldn't quite understand. It wasn't pity or frustration. It was just.... accepting. "And I'll learn to be patient with you."

He nodded again. "Of course snookums." he sneered emptily.

(He's broken.)

[He hates us. He hates us. Don't listen to him. He's lying. Just like everyone else before him. No one can love someone like you.] Yellow repeats in a small chant.

"Why don't we look at it this way. We're even. No more secrets." Peter countered at the sound of Wade's tone. "We aren't Just Deadpool and Spider-Man,"

"I am just Deadpool. And you are just Spider-Man." Wade muttered, turning away.

He saw Peter shake his head from the corner of his eye before something tapped his watch. "No. That's not who we are to each other. We've never been just alternates to each other " Peter continued.

Wade glanced down at the watch

- : - : - : -

" We're friends." Spider coaxed with a disturbing smile Wade couldn't see.

Wade's heart both leaped happily at the statement but also flopped back down like a rock in his chest.

Just friends.

" Right....Friends." Deadpool said.


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(Originally published 2016, officially edited 2022)Until next time~ Shadow-Assassin


Original Note:


Okay....Sorry if random How to Train Your Dragon pictures are popping up on the media. Wattpad apparently thinks that's what this story really needs. I try to take them down when I see them but I might miss one. Don't get me wrong that movie(s) are the best animation creations in all the world along with Jurassic Park, action movies ( Marvel. Duh.) And science documentaries. But Toothless isn't really a part of this plot so. Sorry bud. Maybe ill sneak you in somehow? Movie night? Meh?

Anyways. Tell me whatchya think!!!!! your comments inspire me to no end!!!!

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