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Today was going to be a long night, and it was not even 10 P.m. yet. I woke up groggy, and I had a long night of studying for the Psyche 101 exam. This counted towards my final grade, and I was doing well. Still, to maintain stability for my scholarship, I need to ace this and the final to be safe for another semester at NYU. Teaming up with Deadpool has lightened the burden on me so I can study more for my classes. When we started this, I thought I would be driven crazy, out of all the heroes and what line Deadpool is in. He's not necessarily my top pick of a partner, but Daredevil, while on my level, can’t keep his secret identity, and Captain America is way too busy to only to protect the streets of New York.Deadpool is not only my biggest fan; he is an incredibly persistent flirter. No matter how much I reject him, no matter how much I explain, I'm not into him, much less interested in guys, but he can’t take the hint. But Deadpool, regardless of how he feels about me, is a good friend who respects my secret identity. However, he knows who I really am in my civilian life, which has made it awkward when I've gotten flowers in class from WW. Or a check for $1999 being given to Aunt May to cover all over her expenses and home. I didn't even want to know where Wade got the money to cover it. All I know is I'm more than ready for my final exam, and then I can finally relax and let Spiderman be more of a primary focus. I feel guilty for how much I've let being a hero go by the wayside. Jamison has been talking about the rise of the defenders protecting queens and uptown Manhattan, but it is because I'm not there to lighten the burden of criminal activity.You know Pete, I know you told me not to climb into your window anymore, but I noticed Deadpool had not only climbed through my open window on the second floor, but he was sitting in my bed in civilian clothing. “I would think you make an exception for emergencies.“ "What could be so urgent you not suited up.”“Well, the doc strange needs us at his place. We need to be a bit more incognito than usual. This is a bit of a world shatterer event, Strange’s words, and he needs a skeptic and a wildcard.“So, how are we supposed to get to Manhattan at this time of night?" "Well, my bike is parked right outside," "I could just take the train." "Look, handsome, this is urgent if you get a chub on the ride? I’ll pretend not to notice scouts' honor.” He made the salute everything. I raised my eyebrow, knowing that wasn’t going to happen. All he did was make me uncomfortable.“I don't want to ride with you, uhh,”“Let me guess: The girl you've had a crush on forever lives right next door, and you hope to have a shot with her still. And getting on the bike with a roguish, handsome, slightly older man gives the wrong message, eh?”“Uh yeah.”“Look, Peter, I would love to argue about masculinity and you’re insecurity over a girl who lost out on you long ago, but time is short. Let’s go.” Wade leaped out of the window, somehow able to land two feet away from his bike below. I sigh. This must be urgent. He didn’t flirt with me once. I rush down a flight of steps, careful not to make too much noise. Aunt May is sleeping upstairs. I’m careful when I’m locking the door not to make a lot of noise. I get Wade, who was already on the bike and was revving his engine. I can see the light turn on in Mary Jane’s room, Which I can see watching me, her eyes wide, climbing behind Wade and grabbing his waist tight. As he speeds off ~if I had any chance with her, it’s dead in the water now. She just saw me get on a motorcycle with some guy. Anyone who sees us will think he’s my boyfriend, great. ~ Like with everything, Wade was speeding like a madman, but at least he would take the bridges at a slow pace. He must remember that I’m still human and can’t survive a gigantic impact. He parked a little away from Doctor Stranger; please don’t forget to keep your voice our voices down. Do you know how the doc is? We knocked but were just going to be warped. Spiderman Deadpool, thank you for coming In front of Doctor Strange was. All I could explain was an invasion force. They looked both purplish and black. He was holding him holding them back with his magic. “As you can see, I actually do need your help well, and I could get the message to Deadpool; I still need someone who is a bit of a skeptic, and I do need a wildcard who can believe in a magic pinch. You see, these creatures want to take over, and they're willing to send out a lust spell all over the planet and willing to take over whatever’s left. Their dimension is kind of screwed up, but ours is right for the picking." "Doc, aren’t you overreacting? Little lust never hurt anyone makes a certain someone wake up to their feelings.” Deadpool was looking right at me when he said it. “Considering the lust spell never ends, you and the rest of the planet that’s sexually mature enough are going to fuck like voles and die. I do think we don’t want to take our chances with this spell taking roots.”“Fine, Doc, what do you need to stop them for good?" "The supplies you need are in my study. Get some powdered diamond half a graduated cylinder, some wolfsbane with four branches, a box of mixed chocolates the whole box, a tongue of newt three pieces, with the essence of rosemary, four ounces of it, and three phoenix feathers. Set in the bunsen burner in the study and add some water placed at 400 degrees for two minutes and thirty seconds of the beaker. I prefer the cauldron, but it's faster this way. Now hurry; both of you need to help create it for it to work. We get to the study and find his ingredients, cupboards, everything you need, and the science equipment. I tended to forget the doc wasn’t always a mystic but was a doctor first. "Okay, we just need to let this heat up, and we can hand it to the doc.”“Yeah, we can go on a date night, Petey.”“We’re not dating Wade.”“Not yet, Pete. I can wear you down; eventually, I can wait ." It was finally done, Wade wasting no time taking the beaker to Doc Strange, who turned the potion into a mist, launching at forces who started to shriek, deploying a cloud launching into that dimension atmosphere, closing the portal into their dimension. "Thank you, Peter; Wade couldn't have ended that invasion without you, but I have some depending on your outlook. You see, the potion has a side effect that the strongest of potions always do, which was made to kill off an entire dimension. While this won't affect me, my magic shields me from its effects. It will affect you in unforeseen ways. See, the potion effect awakens your truest, purest love for your soulmate with dimmed inhibition to stop yourself, causing you to act on them.""Well, look at that, Petey!" Wade sounded gleeful and happy about it, compared to Peter's shocked and terrified expression, which looked like he had a heart attack. "My face turned pale. I’m going to be confessing to Mary Jane this is it the end." Peter's own panicking wringing his hands "You have about an hour before the effects will take place. I’m genuinely sorry. "How long will it last?” I can feel myself become more resigned to my fate, “Seven hours. I’m truly sorry .”“At least I can get to my psyche finals typically. I’ll be drowning in my own shame and embarrassment, but still, I can take the final with a clear head. Come on, Wade, break the speed limit on this one. I want to get home before this takes over.”"Hey, Doc Strange, you will be the best man at the wedding. Bet on it," Wade said, winking to Strange, who shook his head disapprovingly. "Come on and hold tight. This is going to be a wild ride.“ Wade put a helmet on Peter's head with a helmet already on his. I grabbed on to dear life, especially when the cops showed in pursuit, and Wade's apparently spy-like tricked-out bike threw out oil slicks and ninja mist, and flash-bang, we actually lost them. Making it to my driveway, rushed to my room locked the door, locked the window, and I felt a heat come over me. I felt my true feelings awaken. I sent a text, knowing that's all I needed to do. The rest was a blur of kissing under a blanket and dry humping and feeling happy for the first time forever; my alarm goes of off. Last felt like a nightmare went awry well, till I was being squeezed and spooned semi-large hard-on right up against my butt. I felt not only did last night happen, but Deadpool was still my bed. He left a note on my desk.
Dear Pete,
Look, I made this letter off-panel when you ran into your room to try to fight fate. Look, you've always known the truth, and I know you would fight that till your dying breath till something like this happened. I've always known how I felt and feel about you. But I won't force you to go to the final step. When that day comes, you'll be there willing, not because of a side effect of a potion we created to save the world, till then? I'm going to cherish last night for eternity, and I will tell our children about this someday. I promise to be a gentleman. No one is going to find out about our night of passion. I know you are going to ask the good doctor to erase your memories of last night.
your soulmate,
Wade
He’s got me. I'll do that just after class. Once I'm out of my room, I'll text Deadpool to let him know I need to be alone for a long while.