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The bell rings and everyone hurries into their classes. Well, almost everyone. "Peter Parker? Is Peter here?" Peter wasn't anywhere near the school. He was too busy not caring about today's pop quiz or the con that was to happen later today. He had started to spiral down into a deep abyss of nothingness. Death seemed to be the only way to happiness these days and he just didn't know why - he had good grades, was well liked in and outside of school,he was Spider-Man but he felt so empty.
Peter was swinging through the city when he nearly missed a net as his spidey senses went off as it whirred past him, "what the fuck!?" Peter lands on a nearby roof in time to be caught in another net, "seriously what the fuck" he looks around to find a tall and buff as fuck dude in red and black spandex suit "who the hell are you?" Peter spat {ha he's a bit feisty} [he already hates us] "me? oh don't worry baby" Deadpool smirked behind his mask and crouched down by his capture "do not call me baby!" Peter raised his voice, blushing behind his own mask "fucking asshole" Deadpool raised a brow "ohoho little one, I'd watch it if I were you" "and why would I ever do that? I don't even know who you are!" Peter tried to free himself but it was no use. Especially now that Deadpool was on top of him. "W-What do you.. think you're doing????" Peter's voice hitched when Deadpool started to grind "like I said baby, don't worry".
When Peter woke up it was dawn of the next day. "Was that just a dream?" Peter wondered as he combed his fingers through his messy bed head, his erection throbbing and aching for attention. Peter got up and went to his bathroom, stripping from his boxers along the way. Once under the hot water he grasped his erection and started to tug, leaning forward as he pressed his forehead to the cold tile. He came soon after and went through his morning routine.
It was nearly time to leave his apartment when he heard something from his bedroom, he grabbed his mask from his back pack and put it on to investigate. He opens the door and the window is wide open, "who's there?" he called out but as soon as he did so he saw the same dude from his dreams, "wait you're real?" Deadpool laughs "of course I'm real, I caught you last night remember?" {awe he's in his everyday clothes} [too bad his mask is on] "u-um are you serious??" Peter was starting to freak out "well yeah, you don't remember? You practically screamed loud enough to wake up the entire town".
Peter stood there with what seemed to be a blank expression. He was screaming in his head. He had sex with Deadpool and he thought it was just a dream. "N-No it has to be just a dream, you're lying Deadpool!" Deadpool smirked behind his mask for what seemed like the millionth time to Peter and got closer to him, "whatever you want to believe baby" "did you take off my mask??" Peter just wanted to keep his identity a secret, he could care less if everything else was reality "of course not, just your spidey pants and boots". Peter sighed in relief and punched Deadpool in the pec, "asshole" Deadpool chuckled and took Peter in his arms, "well you and I both have places to be baby, I'll see you around." and with that Deadpool disappeared.
"Alright class, settle down so we can begin the assignment" the teacher droned on but the students remained talking to each other like it was the only thing they could do. Peter groaned and was already half way done with the assignment when he glanced at the clock, he had 13 minutes before lunch. He was anxiously waiting for the class to end so he could meet up with Mary Jane and go to their secret hideout, an abandoned shed just 2 blocks from the school. "Peter can you answer number 4?" the teacher called on him and Peter simply answered "number 4 is false because not everyone cares about what others think" "and why do you say that Peter?" "because here I am, standing up and leaving without giving a fuck about this class" Peter stands and slams the completed assignment on the teachers desk and leaves the classroom, leaving the class in silence.
-NEW SMS- MJ: Peter!! Harry tells me that you stood up and left after slamming your work on the teachers desk!! What's up???
Peter: Yeah about that, I'm done with this year
-NEW SMS- MJ: Peter!!! You're not going to drop out! It's only November! Aunt May and I won't let you!
Peter: Chill and hurry to the shed
-NEW SMS- MJ: Ugh Peter there's still 10 minutes of class
Peter: I don't care
12 minutes later Mary Jane arrived to the shed and opened the door. "Don't you think it's getting a bit cold for this?" Mary Jane whined as she huddled towards Peter, "nah it's not that bad actually but I could bring the space heater in and maybe a couple of bean bags and blankets". Mary Jane agreed and took out a cigarette case out of her back pack, there wasn't cigarettes inside though, instead there were joints. She took one out and handed it to Peter so he could light it up, he took a couple hits and passed it to Mary Jane. Half way through the joint a knock came from the sheds door, "um Peter what should we do?" "I'll get it" Peter opened the door a bit and peered out, outside was a tall and buff dude with messy blonde hair, he was almost the same height as Deadpool. "Can I help you?" Peter asked the dude "yeah actually, I want to join you if that's okay, I'm Wade"
Peter had let him in and introduced himself and Mary Jane, "it's really nice to meet you Mary Jane and Peter" Wade says as he takes the joint. "Have we met before?" Peter questioned because Wade had seemed really familiar, Wade shook his head but smiled at the shorter teen as he blew the smoke out of his nose, "mmm no but I have seen you around recently, you go to the high school up the road right?" Peter nodded "uh yeah? Do you? "Yeah, just transferred though" he passed the joint to Peter "where did you come from?" Peter took the joint "Canada".
It was well past lunch and Mary Jane had already left since it was too cold for her and she did not want to skip class. "Have you ever shotgunned?" Wade asked as he rolled a fat joint of a strain called 'white widow' "uuuh in a car? Yes" Wade laughed and lit the joint, taking a long hit as he pulled Peter close and kissed him, blowing the smoke into his mouth.
Peter and Wade skipped the rest of the day and ended up going to Wade's apartment. Wade lived alone but the apartment was rather big for just one dude. "Where are your parents?" Peter wanted to know everything about Wade "uh well, mom was killed, but for her own good and dad was killed as well but he wasn't important anyways. He beat my mom on the reg." Wade tried to avoid telling Peter that he himself killed both of his parents. {let's just hope he doesn't ask much more about them} [dad deserved that fucking katana through him like a kabob] "be quiet" Wade growled "w-what?" "oh no not you, sorry sometimes I hear things" Wade mentally shot himself, he can't let Peter know who he really is. "So um what grade are you in? I'm a sophomore" Peter was trying his best to not jump Wade so he busied his mind with potential questions to ask "ha, I'm a senior".
"That means you're 18 right?" Peter was starting to feel like a youngster "I'm 19 actually, I had to repeat a grade or two due to... bad behavior" {are you trying to scare him away?} [dude he's only 16 you could get charged for underage sex] Wade growled again but this time quiet enough only he could hear. "How old are you ba-Peter?" "I'm 16" [FUCK] {shhh maybe he wouldn't tell} "can we um talk about that kiss?" Peter asked quietly, his cheeks were burning "what about it? You want more?" Wade closed the gap between him and Peter, "oh um well n-yes, but-" Wade kissed Peter hard, cutting him off, Peter kissed back of course biting Wade's lip and grabbing his ass.