"Peter! Peter, Peter, Peter, the most handsome arachnid in all all of New York."
Peter side eyed Wade, the beginnings of a frown creasing his forehead. "What did you do?"
"I'm shocked and hurt that you immediately assume I did something wrong. Can't I just admire how lovely you look in the glow of the neon? Am I so mean spirited that you think I would only compliment you to get in your good graces?" Wade's sad expression and puppy dog eyes might have been convincing if the person he was talking to didn't know him well or at all, sadly, Peter did not fit into either of those categories.
"Yes you can and yes you would."
Wade huffed then shrugged, clearly beaten at his own game. "I might have ordered pizza, and bread sticks. Possibly sodas and dessert as well. Unfortunately, I seem to have left my wallet in my other super crime fighting suit.
"Oh." Peter blinked, surprised. "That's all? No explosions? No hired hit men coming to the door in the middle of the night?"
"Yep. Though I wouldn't rule out the hit men. It's been a weird week, even by my standards."
Peter shook his head as he reached for his wallet. "I'll keep that in mind."
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Fill: Marvel - Peter Parker/Wade Wilson - Low Expectations
Date: 2017-03-25 01:27 am (UTC)Peter side eyed Wade, the beginnings of a frown creasing his forehead. "What did you do?"
"I'm shocked and hurt that you immediately assume I did something wrong. Can't I just admire how lovely you look in the glow of the neon? Am I so mean spirited that you think I would only compliment you to get in your good graces?" Wade's sad expression and puppy dog eyes might have been convincing if the person he was talking to didn't know him well or at all, sadly, Peter did not fit into either of those categories.
"Yes you can and yes you would."
Wade huffed then shrugged, clearly beaten at his own game. "I might have ordered pizza, and bread sticks. Possibly sodas and dessert as well. Unfortunately, I seem to have left my wallet in my other super crime fighting suit.
"Oh." Peter blinked, surprised. "That's all? No explosions? No hired hit men coming to the door in the middle of the night?"
"Yep. Though I wouldn't rule out the hit men. It's been a weird week, even by my standards."
Peter shook his head as he reached for his wallet. "I'll keep that in mind."