"Peter?! Wade?!"

Warning:
– Spideypool
– Wade is here!
– I did not proofread this

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Having a brother which I can call a psychopath can ruin your day at school within just a single text. As each day pass by, my thoughts of either one of us being adopted deepens. We have completely different personalities; people say that I'm sweet and he is not; most say that I'm well mannered and he is not; lastly, everyone tells us that we do not look-alike in any way possible. In another thought, I do feel the his love for me, even though I hate him pretty badly. At the end of the day, we are still siblings, and we still have each other's back.

I walked through the crowded, noisy halls of Midtown trying to find my source of happiness in this place, my boyfriend. My brother does not have a clue about this, for I know that he would freak out and might even hunt this guy down. I do not want my first relationship to go into the dump just because of my awful brother. Chatters were all over the place, and one cannot understand a single word one utters unless you raise the volume of your speaking voice.

"Peter!" I exclaimed tackling the man I love down to the ground as I hugged him. "I missed you!"

"You just saw me yesterday." He chuckled trying to get up.

I sighed, "Well if you have a sibling like mine, I'm pretty sure that you'll be bummed."

"I still haven't met your brother though." He helped me stand up. "I still don't know what he looks like."

"Even though I want to introduce you to him, I just don't want you to end up in pieces." I replied with a soft smile playing on my face.

Getting to each other's lockers, we didn't really do much talking, Peter was constantly looking at his phone probably every thirty seconds or so. He had never acted this way ever since, even when we were just friends. By this moment in time, I feel like he is hiding something away from me, and I feel like every girl on my shoes would have the same perception as mine. Everyone does say that the key to a successful and long relationship is effective communication, and it seems like we already ticked off this part to a good bond. Take note of the sarcasm.

The day went by as every regular day goes, nothing really special happened. It was just full of lectures, quizzes, and last but not the least, homework. I also started to get suspicious about Peter as the hours passed by. I exited the school door and into the noisy, chilling streets of this city when I received a text message from my one and only annoying brother. I clicked on the notification that had "WADE💕🦄" on it. As one might assume, he was the one who placed that contact ID on my phone.

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WADE💕🦄

Y/N, my sister, I would like
to send this to you 🖕🖕🖕

Y/N
I was actually thinking as
to why you still haven't cursed
ever since this morning

WADE💕🦄
I want to be a good brother
to you sis

I'm trying to learn French

Fuck bonjour fuck!

I believe you can see my
big improvements eh?

Y/N
A good brother who gives her
sister the finger. Well that's new.

Do something productive
other than cursing!

Learning French is good too

WADE💕🦄
Change topic!

I heard a boy say that...

"I have a girlfriend named
Y/N."

What a coincidence that you
have the same name as his
girlfriend

Or are you 🤭🤭🤭

Y/N
I am positive that you would
have already shredded my
boyfriend into pieces

Well that is if I had one

Ha!

WADE💕🦄
You better not

I don't want you to lose
your (wait for it) anytime
soon

Y/N
Please stop

I know that you will highlight
the next word

WADE💕🦄
V V V V V V V V V V

I know you're having a
mini heart attack like when
Cap hears me swear

How are you and your cap
though?

Are you still wearing him?

Y/N
STOOOP IT

WADE💕🦄
SWEAR Y/N, SWEAR

Y/N
I am already near our place

WADE💕🦄
Meet me at the rooftop

I will introduce you to
someone!

I know you'll love him!

I will let you lose your
(wait for it) to him

I had been hanging with
him for quite sometime
now

So don't questions my
credentials

Y/N
Shut the fuck up Wade!

WADE💕🦄
And she cursed!

I am celebrating with my
bestie here

I mean I am forcing him to
party with me

I am crying

My baby sister who was
just six months old cursed

:')

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I rolled my eyes as I shoved my phone into the deep pocket of my jeans. I entered the doors of our building, greeting the clerk on duty. He was a man probably in his early forties, I rarely see him by this hour. Wade and I normally see him by night, those late hours wherein he drags me to third wheel or worse— I'll stop here.

I had myself up at the rooftop within just a few minutes, which was odd especially with the fact that this building's elevator is always giving us a hard time to pray for it not to give out anytime soon. The cool breeze of Queens slapped me as soon as I opened the door leading to the very top. I jogged to the center, where I saw Wade in his suit, and apparently, he was with Spiderman who had his mask off. Both of them looked at me, and my heart skipped a beat upon seeing Peter Parker standing at the edge of the building beside my stupid brother.

"Peter?! Wade?!" I stomped towards Peter, grabbing his arm. "You have a lot to explain to me."

"Cue my angry brother music." Wade said looking up. "Don't you dare hurt my Peetie! WAIT, how did you know that his name is Peter?!"

"Your Peetie?! He is my Peetie, and I had been jealous this whole day just because he is hanging out with my own brother!" I shouted at Wade.

"Wait, Wade is your brother?" Peter asked completely puzzled up.

"Stop the music." Wade stared at me. "It's not appropriate for this situation."

"Well isn't this a good get-to-know-the-family-and-boyfriend moment." I glanced at the two. "Boyfriend, this is my brother, Wade. Brother, this is my boyfriend, Peter. You are still not welcome to beat the shit out of him."

Neither of the two spoke a single word, not even a filler. I believe that both of them were too overwhelmed by the new information I just shared. On my part, it wasn't just them who were blown away, I too am surprised that they already knew each other. I don't know whether it made my job easier or not. I mean, none of us expected to know our relationships with each other to be this way: me and Peter being boyfriend-girlfriend for Wade, Spideypool being literally true for me, and Wade being my brother for Peter.

"Will we just stand here or..." I looked at the two. Wade's eyes were locked dead on Peter's.

"Mr. Wilson, I don't feel so good." Peter said nervously.

"I'll prepare the love room for you too." Wade looked at his little DJ. "Give me a beat."

As my brother walked away, I faced Peter who had the cutest tomato face ever. Embarrassed Peetie may be the cutest thing one could ever see in their entire lifetime. I stepped closer to him and smile, "That wasn't really how I pictured it to be."

"So Wade really is your brother?" He asked.

"Yeah." I nodded sheepishly, a lot like a little girl. "How was he treating you?"

"Good." He chuckled. "Now I don't get the weird feeling anymore when I remember him telling me that he would allow me to lay her sister in bed."

"Trust me, he tells me the same thing." I looked at him, straight to the eyes. "But, can we please take it slow?"

"Of course." He smiled as he placed his lips gently on mine.

There was a sense of passion within the kiss, yet the bits of awkwardness can still be detected. The world slowed its movements down, it was just us moving by the moment. Upon parting from each other, we rested our foreheads with our noses brushing against each other. By the time we moved to connect again, we heard Wade shout, "The love room is ready!"

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This is one fun imagine to write. I just love Spideypool too much.

— Chelle