Peter paced on the roof of the Mexican restaurant waiting for his secret boyfriend to arrive.
"Peter"
Peter turned around to see the mercenary.
"Wade" Peter ran into his arms and hugged him "what's wrong"
"I have a mission"
"How long will you be gone"
"I'm not leaving"
"The mission is in New York?"
"Yeah"
"What's wrong then?"
"My mission is to kill Spider-Man"
