Chapter Text
Where to start? Peter Parker's life is actually not as easy as people might think. Sure it's fun to have famous super parents, and being super yourself and all. But being 19 years old is never easy. You're practically already an adult, but how do you do adult stuff? Soon Peter has to make his own money and move on his own. Sure his parents will help and they'd rather have him stay with them forever. But that's not what Peter wants, he's always been very responsible, he wants to have his own life one day. Not go under the name 'Iron Man and Captain America's adopted son' He wants to be Peter Parker, or Peter Stark actually.
When he was only a couple years old he was left at his uncle and aunt's place expecting his parents to come back, but they never did. Living with his dear aunt and uncle wasn't so bad, they raised him to be smart and kind. He was happy, until his uncle passed. That's when things went wrong, he was only 16 years old. That's also when he became Spider-Man, helping the citizens of New York made him feel better, made him feel useful. All his aunt ever did since then was mourn, and he didn't blame her. It was his fault his uncle Ben died anyway. She lost her job and could no longer take care of Peter. At the time Peter worked a part time job at Stark Tower and he liked it, he soon got to work together with Tony Stark, and grew attached to him. When he told him he had to go live on his own because of money issues, Tony Stark felt the responsibility to take the boy in and take care of him, that and he and Steve always wanted to have a son. Peter was perfect because no one could actually kidnap or harm him, he could take care of himself.
Peter is home alone this week, and it's the third day. All alone in the big apartment at Stark Tower. He's making himself some breakfast, even though they could effort 10.000 servants, there is only one and she only cleans up the house when no one's home.
He sits down at the bar in the kitchen eating his cereal. He stares outside trough the huge windows at the tall buildings, watching a bird as it flies by. He sighs, not really wanting to go to school, although it's fun at times, he'd rather stay at home in his warm cozy bed. He finishes of his cereal and places the bowl in the sink. Running up the stairs and making his way to his bedroom, he puts on his hoodie and shoes, opens his back bag and puts in his necessities like his books, wallet, phone and his mask and boots, already wearing his web shooters and suit underneath his normal clothing. He makes his way downstairs to the elevator, tries to fix his messy bed hair in the mirror, but gives up because that hair is unfixable. He decides to take the public transport instead of his uber driver. The ride to his school is pretty long but he gets to listen to his hipster music and think about his life at the moment.
----
The school day was boring and most of the stuff he's been listening to today, he already knows. He decides to take off his clothes in the back of the school and puts on his mask and boots. He swings off into the city and lands on top of a not so tall building. He takes his phone out of his bag and puts it into the secret pocket of his suit. He hides his bag somewhere on the roof, no one ever comes up here anyway.
He spends a couple of hours taking care of a couple of store robbery's and a couple of drunk people fighting in a alleyway. When he takes care of hopefully the last couple arguing in the back of a club he notices something shifting in the dark. He jumps on the wall to hide himself and check out who's lurking at him.
''I've already seen you baby boy, you don't have to hide from me!'' says a manly but childish voice from the dark corner. Peter sighs and lets himself drop to the ground, already knowing who that could be.
''Were you in the neighborhood or are you just stalking me again?''
''Oh sugar i wouldn't call it stalking, i prefer the term admiring from afar.'' says the man in the black and red suit, opening his arms and stepping out of the dark.
''Isn't that basically stalking?'' Peter says tired of his shit. Deadpool is been bothering him for the last couple of months. He just doesn't seem to get it that Peter is not interested. ''Erm..'' he pauses for a minute ''Baby boy you're so smart, it's threatening. How was school by the way? Still having problems with that Flash guy? You want me to beat him up for you? i wouldn't mind.''
''Can you shut up for a second?'' His voice hurts Peter's brain. ''How do you know about Flash anyway? Have you been following me to school?'' the young man raises his voice, hopefully Deadpool will understand that following him to school or anywhere really is not okay. ''Oh sweetums, i would never!'' the brunette rolls his eyes and gets ready to take off. ''Wait! Where are you going?'' Deadpool practically jumps in front of him holding out his hand.
''Leaving, far away from you.'' Peter moves away from Deadpool, not at all trusting his quick reflexes. ''Ouch Spidey! Why so cruel huh?'' he clutches at his heart faking a heartbreak,
''What did i ever do for you to hate me?''
''Hah! You really need to ask me that? How about.. Every time i'm taking care of some criminals, you jump in and kill them all! And should i remind you of the time on the Brooklyn Bridge?''
''No.. You don't need to remind me of that. But that was a mistake and i apologized for that! Sorry Spidey, but you seem to be in trouble every time i find you in a fight, and i wouldn't want anything to happen to my hero!''
Peter shakes his head, putting his hand on his forehead and sighing. Deadpool is dangerous and unpredictable, he can't feel pity for him.
He looks up at the tall man again and notices his muscles in his chest and his broad shoulders, quickly looking away and slightly blushing, thank God for the mask. He also notices how close Wade is to him and takes a step back.
''So, you wanna get some pizza? i know this really good pizza place, Mario is like the best Italian man i've ever met!''
''I'd rather not...'' Peter is actually quite hungry, and since his parents aren't home, quite lonely as well. He could use some socializing, but should it be with this guy?
He looks up at Deadpool and tries to watch his expression through the mask. Although Wade is dangerous and takes nothing serious, he's never hurt Peter before, and he'd easily give his life to save him. Not that he would die anyway.
Peter sighs and thinks about it for a second, just get some pizza, what could go wrong?
a lot, but fuck it.
''Sure, i'll go get pizza with you.''
at that Wade's cheering like crazy, jumping up and down, it almost makes Peter laugh but he controls himself.
''Okay okay, calm down. I'll go with you but you gotta promise me that we're only gonna get pizza and eat it outside in public, on a rooftop or something, and you won't try anything else!'' he raised his voice at that last part, showing Wade that he's serious.
''Of course, spidey! anything for you.'' He bows at Peter and holds out his hand. Peter doesn't give him his hand, he'd probably try to kiss it. He ignores it anyway and turns to jump on a wall, ''Lead the way, weirdo.''