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Assistant: Title: Love's Immortality
        Author: geekyziam geekyziam 
        Chapter: 1/9 
        Summary: Peter can't remember anything, can't even remember who he is, but he remembers Wade.
        Contents: Chapter 1: Ready to Suffer, Ready to Hope
    

    


  

  
  
    
    
  Wade would never get over that smell. No matter how many times he went to visit Peter, that smell would always hit him like a brick. It was the smell of death with the effort of masking it, with something that Wade couldn’t quite put his finger on; boiled water or pasta boiling in a pot, a cooler in the way it smelled when it was empty but still cold, or age-old books pilling up in an attic. Either way, it would always make Wade want to vomit and his nose always wrinkled in disgust. But he would go through it for Peter, after all, after all that they’ve been through together, this was nothing. A little rotten smell wouldn’t stop him from seeing his baby boy. 
He could remember when they had first met, before he even really knew Peter in a sense. They were both in their suits and masks and Wade had been sitting on one of the many rooftops of New York City when Spider-Man was webbing by. Spider-Man had let go of his web and slowed down to stop and look at him with a slight tilt of his head.“Deadpool?”Wade hadn’t been aware that he was staring and he probably looked like a dumbass with his neck craned to look behind him at his favorite hero.(Holy sh@t, that’s Spider-Man!)
  [And he’s knows who we are? Guess who’s getting wet right now.]
“Spider-Man? What are you doing here? And more importantly, how do you know me?”“Oh you know, just making my way back from fighting bad guys, and there aren’t too many other people clad in red spandex that hang out in New York.”“Oh yeah, right,” Deadpool had turned around and stood up, walking toward him, “Big fan by the way. And wow, you’re a lot shorter in person, Spidey, there’s no way you can be six feet. But your body, d@mn, still a ten. Probably an eleven, really. Why aren’t you in Queens? Isn’t that where you normally do your biz?”“Yep, definitely the Merc with the Mouth,” Spider-Man mumbled, “And I’m not in Queens because Electro decided that it’d be fun to mess with the Central Park Zoo.”“What the hell would he want to do with the zoo?”“I don’t know, whatever he wanted to do didn’t happen since I put a stop to it and nobody got hurt. Except for him of course. I short-circuited him by kicking his b@tt into the penguin’s pool.”“Are the penguin’s hurt?”Spider-Man let out a small chuckle, “No they’re okay.”“Good. Wouldn’t want the beloved New York penguins to die at the hands of Spider-Man. Although, dying at your hands would probably be an honorable experience.”Spider-Man let out another laugh, “Yeah, well it was nice meeting you Deadpool, but I gotta get going. I’ll see you around though!”The hero had flung a web and swung away before Deadpool could even say anything in reciprocation.
  (Wow, he didn’t even try to kick our ass or anything!)

  [Yeah, I mean, if he knows who we are he must know what we do for a living right?]
“That was the most wonderful experience of my life. Spidey recognized me! And he said that he’ll see me around, which probably means he wants to go on a taco date. God, but which taco stand should I treat him to?”
  Wade isn’t that proud of how that encounter went down, but nonetheless, it was how he meant the d@mn near love of his life and Spidey had been right, he did see Deadpool again.

  It had been a few weeks since their first encounter and Wade was coming home from a job when he happened upon a fight between Spider-Man and the Green Goblin. He wouldn’t admit it to Peter until much later, years later, but Spider-Man was getting his ass kicked and who was Wade to not help out his favorite superhero? 

  Wade jumped in, swiftly unsheathing his katanas, about to push them through the back of the Green Goblin, when Spider-Man yelled, “Deadpool! No, stop don’t kill him!” 

  Wade stopped in his tracks, “I’m just trying to help out, Spidey!”

  Spider-Man seemed to stumble for a bit with what he was trying to say and holding the Goblin’s wrists in tight holds.
“Okay, but no killing.”Wade wanted to counter-argue, but his hero was having trouble and if no killing was one of his rules, it was a small price to pay. At least just for this fight, Wade told himself and put his katanas back safely on his back.Since Spider-Man had been distracted, the Goblin kneed the hero in his crotch and Spider-Man fell to the ground, clutching his poor groin. Running to get back on his hoverboard, Wade ran after him.(This would be so much easier if you just shot him!)Wade ignored his urge to pull out one of his many guns and instead reached the Goblin, pulling on his shoulder to turn around. Wade went at him throwing punches to the villain’s stomach and face. Just because Wade’s an expert in weapons doesn’t mean that he isn’t highly skilled in hand-to-hand combat. He was in the military for f@ck sakes.While he was in the process of knocking the Green Goblin out, Spider-Man had made his way over to the two and started flinging webs all over the villain’s body. The Goblin was soon a cocoon and Wade made the final punch, knocking him out, body falling to the ground.It felt slightly satisfying somewhere deep in Wade that he had done good, but he quickly ignored it, reminding himself the reasons why he’s a mercenary and not a superhero.“Gotta admit, Deadpool, we made a pretty good team taking this guy down,” sirens could be heard and were fast-approaching. And once again, before Wade could say anything, “I’m still not on good terms with the cops so I gotta web myself out of here, but this was nice. I’ll probably see you around again.”And with that, Spider-Man was webbing himself across New York in the opposite direction from the police. Wade decided that that was his queue to leave as well, and continued on his way home.-Wade approached the front desk and the secretary handed him the clipboard to sign in, both of them knowing the drill by heart.“Good morning, Wade, how’s it going today?” She asked, handing Wade his visitor pass.“Oh you know, better now that I’m seeing my Petey-Pie! But it’s really nice out so I had a good walk over here, I guess,” Wade answered, handing the clipboard back, “How late are you here til today?”“Only until four,” Susan answered, “So I’ll see you tomorrow.”“Okay, well have a good day, Suzzie!” Wade said, heading to the elevators.He pressed the up button and waited patiently for the elevator to arrive. Everyday he came to see Peter, he would never be able to shake this feeling off. Even though he was used to it by now, it still tingled in his stomach. It was a mix of nerves, excitement, worry and anxiousness with some sadness serving as the foundation.The elevator arrived shortly and he walked in, pressing the button for the third floor. The elevator is where the smell was less prominent and Wade was somewhat thankful for that. He walked out as the doors opened to the correct floor and Wade flashed his pass in front of the little box to open the doors. The doors opened and the smell hit him like a brick wall once again. But, like he said, this was all worth it to see Peter. He checked the dinning room around the corner to see if Peter was eating breakfast, and when he saw he wasn’t there, he walked back and down the hallway a ways only to see Peter sitting in a chair in the common room.“Wade!” Peter said, eyes lighting up as he recognized his husband, hand reaching out for Wade’s as Wade walked closer to him.“Hey, baby boy. How’s your morning going?” Wade said, taking his hand.“We had oatmeal for breakfast.”“Oh yeah? Love oatmeal, that stuff is seriously underrated. Should’ve made it with my pancakes, could you imagine how much more awesome our breakfasts could’ve been?”“I want your pancakes.”Wade smiled at the comment, wishing that he could have Peter back home with him. He brushed Peter’s wrinkled, yet still so soft face with the thumb of his other hand, clenching his hand a little harder.“Hey, Wade! How’s it going?” Jennifer asked.“Hey, Jen!” Wade said, turning around to meet one of his favorite nurses, “I just got here! Pete told me that he’s already had breakfast…?”Jennifer easily got the hint, “Yep! He was wide awake early this morning, one of the first to the tables! He ate almost all of his oatmeal, too.”“Good.” Wade couldn’t help but widen the smile on his face knowing that Peter was still eating okay.“Let me know if you guys need anything, okay?”“For sure, Jen.”Jen walked away to whoever needed her and Wade turned his attention back to Peter who was watching the t.v. Wade took a seat in the chair next to him and looked down at their interlocked hands. At this point, their hands looked almost the same. Of course Wade doesn’t age, but his hands are nevertheless covered in scars and bumps. Peter’s were practically skin and bone, his long fingers looking like a skeleton’s, showing off veins that never used to be prominent, cold as ever. But Wade has always been Peter’s personal heater.Wade could remember when those hands would throw punches, when they formed into his signature gesture, thwiping webs from his wrists, when they had held Wade in more ways than Wade could have ever imagined.-Spider-Man caught Scorpion’s incoming punch in his hand, as if he were catching a baseball. He lifted him up and over his head, twisting Scorpion’s arm in the process and throwing him down onto the ground on the other side of him. Deadpool put his foot on the villain’s chest for good measure.Spider-Man let go of Scorpion’s fist and started webbing him to the ground now that he was stuck in place by the boot of Deadpool.“Hey Spidey, do you wanna go get tacos or something? I don’t know about you but I worked up an appetite taking down this ass. I can pay, don’t worry about it, okay? It’ll be on me.”“Yeah okay, Deadpool. Tacos actually don’t sound too bad right now.”Sirens could be heard approaching and Spider-Man walked over to Wade, wrapping his arm around the taller man’s waist and webbing them up to a rooftop a few buildings away.“Okay, wait right here and I’ll be back with the tacos okay?”“I won’t be going anywhere.” Spider-Man replied.Wade made his way down off the roof and back onto the ground in search of the nearest Mexican restaurant. He and Spider-Man had become a pretty good team and Wade didn’t wanna ruin it. Teaming up was starting to become a normal thing and Spider-Man never denied the mercenary’s help, so Wade assumed it was okay to continue teaming up with his favorite arachnid.Wade managed to get a bag full of somewhat authentic Mexican food, he wanted to impress Spider-Man by showing him that he wasn’t some Taco-Bell fanatic, although Wade did love Taco-Bell, but Spider-Man didn’t need to know that.He made his way back up to the roof without dropping the bag. He sat down next to Spider-Man on the edge of the building, letting their legs dangle in the breeze.“Okay, Spidey, I got four tacos, four burritos, two enchiladas and two bottles of water - gotta stay hydrated!”“Thanks, you didn’t need to get that much though.”“Can never have too much Mexican, Spidey!”They split the food up pretty evenly, although Spider-Man ended up giving all of his burritos to Wade. When he rolled his mask up to his nose, Wade could see the creamy paleness of his cheeks with his somewhat sharp jawline. And those lips, Wade’s crush on his favorite hero just got that much deeper. The web-slinger’s lips were the perfect shade of pink, Wade started to think too many unholy thoughts, he couldn’t pin one down.(Holy f@ck imagine those lips wrapped around our d@ck.)
  [Kissing him would literally be a religious experience.]
Wade pulled his mask up to his nose to eat as well and he really didn’t wanna freak Spider-Man out, but a man’s gotta eat his favorite food. Wade couldn’t help feel self-conscious with his skin so exposed though.(You literally look like a meteor that crashed into a volcano. Spidey’s never gonna wanna kiss you much less hangout with you anymore.)
  [What a f@ck@ng freak show. Can’t believe this guy is actually allowing himself to do this.]
Wade tried to ignore the voices in his head. He really hadn’t thought this thing through, he just wanted to impress Spider-Man with his impressive taste in food!Spider-Man was laying on his back rubbing his stomach while Wade was still going to work on said burritos. “Ugh, I think my stomach’s gonna explode, just,” he made an exploding noise and gestured an explosion coming from his stomach, “But that was so good, Deadpool, oh my god. I’ll need to pay you back sometime.”“No need to pay me back, Spidey-babe. On me, remember?”Spider-Man sat up, “Okay. How about… we make this a regular thing then? Us teaming up. I mean it when I say we make a good team, and I’ll admit I could use your help sometimes, it’s nice. Then afterwords we could get food? But no killing!”“Spidey,” Wade put a hand to his chest, “have I killed anyone during one of our team-ups so far? If you don’t want me to, then I won’t. Especially if I get to see part of your pretty face every time,” Wade could see pink rising on Spider-Man’s cheeks, “Oh my god, Spidey, are you blushing? Oh my god, you’re really too cute. How old are you anyway?”“Old enough.” Spider-Man grumbled.“Okay, and how old is ‘old enough’ may I ask?” Wade wiggled his eyebrows behind the mask.Spider-Man looked away as he said “Nineteen,” then looking back at Wade, “but I’m almost twenty okay!”“Jesus, I don’t know whether to be relieved that you’re not jailbait or surprised that you aren’t jailbait.”“How about eight o’clock on Friday on this roof?” His blush not having left his face.“You betcha, baby boy! Looking forward to seeing that jailbait-free ass again to kick some villain’s ass.”Wade saw Spider-Man’s lips curl into a smirk, “Sound’s good,” he pulled the rest of his mask back down and Wade couldn’t help but pout a little, “And thanks for the food again, Deadpool, I’ll see you Friday.”Spider-Man shot a web to a building of which Wade wasn’t paying attention to and swung off the roof. What Wade was paying attention to was the idea of which teaming-up with Spider-Man, his hero of the past two years, had just become reality. Not only reality, but a regular, weekly-scheduled thing.He felt his stomach fill with butterflies and nerves as he imagined what all could happen on Friday while making his way down off the roof.-Peter laughed at something on the t.v., bringing Wade back from his memories. Peter’s eyes were crinkled, decades of laughter lines showing. Wade looked at the t.v. to see what his husband was laughing about, only to find out that it was an episode of Golden Girls, an episode that Peter has seen a million times and Wade a million and one. Wade couldn’t decide if Peter laughing at the joke was a good or bad sign.A good sign that after years of watching Wade’s favorite t.v. show with him, Peter still found parts of it to be funny, which is utterly sweet in Wade’s opinion. A bad sign that after years of watching Golden Girls, Peter was laughing because he couldn’t remember watching this particular episode, which Wade felt his heart lurch at, and not in the good way.Wade hoped for the first option.He continued watching reruns of Golden Girls with Peter all morning and Wade could almost feel as if they were back home, watching the show on their couch together like it were any other day. Wade was trying to imagine it as so, but other residents kept walking in front of the screen, and if Peter noticed he didn’t say anything. Almost as if he could see right through them or wasn’t really paying attention at all.Peter was still holding Wade’s hand though, periodically rubbing his cold thumb over the top of it. Wade took this as a good sign, and would rub his own thumb over Peter’s hand as well, reassuring him in whatever was going on in Peter’s head.Lunch time came in what seemed like no time at all, and Wade walked with Peter to the dinning room, all the while still holding hands. Wade was tempted to just pick Peter up and walk him to the dinning room himself because, believe it or not, Peter had managed to get so slow over the years. As tedious as it felt to Wade, to literally take five minutes to walk thirty yards, it just meant all the more time with Peter; something Wade had to continuously tell himself.“Anything exciting happening out there?” Peter asked, taking a bite of his macaroni and locking eyes with Wade.“Well there was a robbery at the store across the street when I was heading home last night, which I put a stop to right away, didn’t really take too long. Other than that, nothing’s really been happening. Nothing that I haven’t already told you about, anyway. You… do remember what I told you yesterday, right?”“Yeah, you said that it was voting day for a new mayor yesterday. And you said that you had voted before you came, which was why you were a little later than usual. You did vote for Larimore like we talked about, right?”“Course I did, Pete! I wouldn’t give you my word on something and not do it, you know that. You voted too, remember?”“Mhm, right before you left yesterday, you were watching the t.v. while I voted,” he smiled, “I voted for Larimore, too.”Wade returned the smile and went back to eating his own helping of macaroni and peaches. The nurses had insisted that they prepare a lunch for him as well, as he was practically a resident, never missing a day visiting Peter. Wade had politely declined but they were very persistent, and who was Wade to deny free food from amazing nurses that took care of his baby boy?After lunch came nap time, which in a way was Wade’s favorite part of the day if he was being honest. Wade walked to Peter’s room with him after they had gotten done eating and helped Peter into his bed. Wade then slid in behind him, carefully cradling Peter in his arms.He always felt a twinge of guilt in the back of his head when he did this because it was against the rules for visitors. But once again, the nurses had gave him the go ahead, for now anyway. They warned Wade that one day Peter could become too fragile for Wade cuddling in his bed with him, that it could be too dangerous for the both of them. Which, Wade has had way more dangerous things actually happen to him, but that was besides the point.The point was that one day, a day that Wade hoped would never come, that even before Peter would grow too weak for them to fall asleep in Peter’s bed together, Peter would wake up and not know who Wade was. That Peter could potentially harm Wade if he did. It broke Wade’s heart to think about.The nurses explained that because of his heightened reflexes, that Peter could strangle Wade. Just because Peter had grown old didn’t mean that he didn’t still have his powers. Peter’s webbing could shoot out, which Wade knew how to get out of by now and for real here? He still carried a knife with him in his civilian clothing, like come on, are these nurses forgetting who he is? Peter could also end up on the ceiling, then not know how to get down, or fall once he realizes he’s up there, and a fall would… a fall could kill him.Wade didn’t want to think about it. He felt selfish with his arms around his husband, knowing these consequences and knowing that they could occur anytime.But he craved Peter’s touch. He craved it so much; he misses the familiarity, the warmth, despite how cold Peter actually is. He misses his love’s limbs tanged with his in their bed, a bed Wade has to now sleep alone in. He misses waking up with Peter’s head on his chest, or vise versa. He misses pressing his lips and nose into Peter’s feathery hair and misses it tickling his chin. He misses Peter’s light snoring, he misses Peter comforting him after a nightmare, misses comforting Peter after he’s had one. He misses listening to Peter’s heartbeat, to his breathing, misses tracing his lithe body and Peter’s soft touch tracing his scars. F@ck, he misses him so much. So yes, Wade is going to be selfish here, for as long as he can stretch it out.-Friday comes and Spider-Man is already on the roof, waiting for him. The Friday after that and the Friday after that Spider-Man was always there before Wade. Each week they collectively kicked ass; stoping burglars, fighting Scorpion again, stoping attempted rapes, the usual stabbings always ended with Spider-Man comforting the victim and Wade stabbing the suspect to “get a taste of their own medicine”, only ten times worse because he’s Deadpool and he’s not gonna stab someone once to get back at them.Wade never killed anyone though, not when he was with Spider-Man. He still took jobs that would take all but an afternoon or an overnight, but never one on a Friday. As much as a thrill killing someone gave him, he would set his urge aside if it meant that he could fight alongside Spider-Man.They always got food afterwords, always Mexican. Spider-Man had opted for them to get burgers one time, but it didn’t feel the same. Wade said that it felt like he was cheating their ritual and Spider-Man couldn’t deny it.Wade had gotten sick of Spider-Man calling him “Deadpool” all the time. After all, when they met, Spider-Man had already known who he was, why didn’t he know that his name’s Wade? It shouldn’t really be a secret that his name is Wade Wilson, it’s not like he was trying to make his identity a secret, unlike his partner.“It’s Wade.” he told him one day.
  “Wade.” Spider-Man said slowly, like he was getting a feel to how his name fit in his mouth.
(Oh my god, he needs to say our name more often.)“That’s my name, baby boy! Wade Winston Wilson! Don’t know why you didn’t know that before, it’s not a secret.”“You know, your name actually fits you pretty well. Wade.”[If he always says our name like that we’re not gonna get anything done.](Spidey moaning our name. Holy sh@t imagine that.)[F@ck!]Wade’s breath hitched at the thought, but kept his focus on the conversation at hand, “T-Thanks, baby boy. That was a compliment, right?”Spider-Man laughed, “Yeah, Wade, it was a compliment. Now let’s get going on this patrol, okay?”Wade nodded and hopped on Spider-Man’s back, webbing through the city. They had figured out a while ago that this was the fastest mode of transportation for the both of them. It gave Wade butterflies every time; his body pressed against the back of Spider-Man’s, the hero’s super strength showing, which Wade always marveled at because Spider-Man was so tiny compared to him. He supposed that he was actually normal height, that Wade himself was at least six-foot-two at least.Weeks had turned into two months and although Wade had been skeptical at first, that really, Spider-Man isn’t going to want to fight crime with him and get food after, he had accepted that they were a regular team now. Spider-Man made it evident that Wade was an important part in their partnership, doing things that Spider-Man couldn’t do and knowing things that he didn’t know. Wade wanted to deny it, say that he would be way better off without him and that he shouldn’t brand Spider-Man with his own bad reputation, Spider-Man had it bad enough.As those weeks went on, Wade started to develop more than kind of a crush on the masked hero. Of course, Wade had always thought that Spider-Man was attractive and constantly hit on him during and after battle, which Spider-Man never exactly said to stop doing, so Wade showered the boy with compliments, mostly about his ass, but Spider-Man never found them to be annoying.The only thing that he really knew about Spider-Man though, personally, was that he was nineteen. The hero was very careful about what he would allow the merc to find out about himself when they would be talking and eating their food. But Wade understood anonymity. He understood Spider-Man wanting to keep personal information from him, he’s a mercenary for god’s sake.Still, Wade let himself relish in the thought of the spandex-clad boy curled around him at night, even though the boxes yelled at him that he would never have such a thing, it was a nice thought. He thought about doing mundane things with Spider-Man, like playing video games together or watching movies and Spider-Man laughing at Wade’s commentary. It was never fun to do alone, and Wade hadn’t had someone to do something so normal and domestic with him in a long time.Even if Spider-Man only wanted to hangout as friends, as partners in stopping crime, Wade would take that. He began to feel a pang in his chest every time they would get close to finishing their food, because that meant that they were done, that they had made New York City safe for another night. Wade had started to make sure that he was always the one that left the rooftop first, claiming that he had business to take care of, that he had to take a dump, that he had to catch one of the many chick flicks that were on t.v.Wade felt that same pang in his chest now, as Peter fell asleep in his arms. Peter’s grey hair that he still managed to not have lost tickled Wade’s nose as he buried his face in his hair, still smelling of strawberries. Wade knew that this wouldn’t last forever, he’s been aware of that for a long time and so has Peter. They never thought that this day and age would come, but here Wade was, in a nursing home that was now the place of residence for Peter Wilson-Parker.Their legs tangled together, Wade careful not to hurt Peter’s fragile-growing bones, even though it really wouldn’t hurt him. Wade’s still concerned, okay? Wade fell asleep playing with Peter’s hands and with the smell of strawberries filling his senses.'
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