[ At first, all Wade can do is laugh. Not cruelly, of course, but out of disbelief. Was Peter really asking if he was down to touch him? How had Wade somehow been so bad at communicating that it was exactly what he wanted? He clung to the guy, said they were practically lovers, left hearts made out of bullet holes with his name in it out of all over the city. Wade was obsessed with him. ]
You are the dumbest fucking smart guy I know.
[ Maybe not totally fair. Wade did flirt with a lot of people. But Peter was special. Would always be special.
Wade reached out, pressing his leather gloved fingers to the edges of where Peter's mask lay. He wasn't going to do anything without permission, but he allowed the tips of his fingers to sneak under the spandex fabric and press against the bare skin of his neck. Then he waited.
Peter had never let him see his face before. Always refused, wanting to keep the people he cared about safe. Wade wasn't sure he'd even get to now, but he felt more confident than he ever had about it before. ]
I want to touch you. [ He said it bluntly, staring the younger man dead in the eye. Almost a challenge, but not quite. ]
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You are the dumbest fucking smart guy I know.
[ Maybe not totally fair. Wade did flirt with a lot of people. But Peter was special. Would always be special.
Wade reached out, pressing his leather gloved fingers to the edges of where Peter's mask lay. He wasn't going to do anything without permission, but he allowed the tips of his fingers to sneak under the spandex fabric and press against the bare skin of his neck. Then he waited.
Peter had never let him see his face before. Always refused, wanting to keep the people he cared about safe. Wade wasn't sure he'd even get to now, but he felt more confident than he ever had about it before. ]
I want to touch you. [ He said it bluntly, staring the younger man dead in the eye. Almost a challenge, but not quite. ]