Okay first of all, this got like ridiculously long, I don’t know what happened to my short story. Second, the plot got away from me and it ended up quite a bit more feelsy than I had intended.
Anyway, Enjoy!
There’s more Spideypool on my MASTERLIST!
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Tony told Peter several different times that they could use the helicopter to get up to the Avengers Compound for the party that weekend. It was close to a three hour drive after all, four if they hit traffic leaving the city and probably five if it snowed and the roads were bad, which was almost guaranteed to happen since it was November and winter.
Peter had politely declined for both he and Wade, appreciating the offer but knowing that Wade hated to fly— something about wind advisories and a mission that had gone bad when he was on X force?— and realizing that the helicopter ride would mean sharing space with most of the rest of the team, a car ride just sounded like more fun.
Besides, he and Wade had things to talk about, things that needed to be said before they spent a night upstate together, and those things didn’t really need to be said at the Official Grand Re-Opening Party for the new Avengers place.
Not that they were spending the night together, per se. Tony had apparently designated rooms for all the Avengers and that included part time Avengers like he and Wade, probably DareDevil and the always frightening Ms Jessica Jones, and Peter was pretty sure he had seen Charles Xavier and someone named Logan on the list too.
So no, he and Wade weren’t technically spending the night together, and it wasn’t like they didn’t hang out all the time minus masks and suits anyway? But it would be the first time they’d seen each other since The Incident and Peter really didn’t want their first conversation since The Incident to be in a helicopter full of Avengers.
And road trips were good for long talks right? They could stare at the scenery while talking about important things? Even if the weather was bad and it started snowing– which it definitely would because the sky was already cloudy and gloomy and it was fucking freezing outside– it would be fine. Long talks were infinitely easier when there didn’t have to be extended eye contact, right?
Right.
So. They could talk about The Incident and move past the awkward moment and get right back to just hanging out and sassing each other and making fun of the Avengers.
First a drive, then a talk, then some sass.
What could go wrong?
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The One With Only One Bed (Spideypool)
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