Everything Will Be Ok.

Something Beautiful. (Part 2)

Hey!! I'm back! This one might be short or long but I don't know! Also the pic has something to do with the story. So here we go!!
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Spider-Man's POV:

I woke up in my bed. I *know* I did not come in here. I don't even remember finishing the cuts. My head hurts. Also, I could've sworn I saw a figure next to my bed, it was probably just my imagination though. I got up to see my mask on the edge of my bed, and my arms all wrapped up. (No pun intended) I got up and looked around my room. I was so confused and my head hurt so much. I got another feeling that I was being watched. I ignored it. I walked over to my desk and saw my web slingers placed there.
"What the hell? I swear I left these in the bathroom!" The feeling of being watched was getting stronger. I pulled down my sleeves, slipped on my web slingers, and pulled my mask over my head. I slowly walked around my apartment scanning every inch. Maybe the balcony has someone on it. I crawled out the window and silently crawled to the roof. I peered over the roof and saw a guy leaning on my window cupping his hands over his face. I grabbed him with one of my webs and dragged him on the roof. I didn't web him down this time, I didn't sense danger.
"Wow Spidey! That's a little rude."
"What were you doing?"
"Watching."
"Why?!"
"I wanted to see if you were ok or not. You hit your head pretty hard."
"What?"
"I don't remember what time it was, but I couldn't sleep so I went on a walk-ish. I already saw where you lived so I came to visit. I saw that there was only one light on, so, I slid the window open and walked inside. I saw that the light was coming from what seemed like a bathroom, so before I opened the door, I listened for running water. When I heard none I freaked out. I opened the door and saw you passed out on the floor with blood going down both forearms. I picked you up, laid you on the floor in the biggest area, turned the lights on, cleaned you up, then laid you on your bed. After all of that I cleaned up your bathroom and the carpet. As I was cleaning the bathroom I saw some small gadgets laying on the counter, so I picked them up and laid them on your desk. After that I turned all the lights off, took off your mask and waited. Once I saw you were waking up I got out and watched from your balcony to see how you were doing. End of story."
"Ok wait, wait, wait. First off, how did you know where I lived? Second did you not see my identity? Third thank you. So much."
"Um when we first met I followed you home. I'm not a creep. No I did not. That is why I turned off the lights. So I couldn't see it. Also, you're welcome." He lied. (Spidey obviously doesn't know that though.)
"That's very sweet. Thanks to you I probably wouldn't be here right now..."
A tear ran down my cheek under my mask. Deadpool said to not cry and he came over and hugged me. I started to break down. Tears after tears. He picked me up to where I didn't have to tense my muscles. He held me tight as I still cried into his shoulder. His warmth was all I needed right now.
"Spidey, calm down ok? Everything will be ok."
"P-Peter."
"What?"
"Peter."
"Oh ok. Cute name Webs. I'm Wade."
"O-ok."
Wade rubbed comforting circles on my back. I started to calm down and Deadp- I mean Wade, set me down on the roof, then sat next to me. I snuggled close to him and he put an arm around my shoulder.
"I'm still mad at you for breaking into my apartment though." I said.
"Rude." Wade replied.
I laughed a little then relaxed into Wade's warmth. I accidentally fell asleep on his shoulder.

  Deadpool's POV:

I was staring off into space until I noticed that he wasn't talking anymore. I looked down to see Peter asleep on my shoulder. He must've been comfortable. I picked him up bridal style and dropped down to his balcony. He turned in my arms and his face was facing me, still behind the mask though. I wish I could take it off to see his face so I can make sure his mask isn't making it wetter than it already is, but I can't. Sadly. I took him to his bedroom and lied him on his bed. Then I left. Maybe I'll see him tomorrow.
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Hey. I feel bad that this chapter is short. Only like 800 something words. I would do more but I thought this was a good stopping point. I'll make the next one extra long to make up for this one. Ok?? See you next time! Smooches! 💋💋💋