Foreign Oceans

12P. 물 위로 미끄러지듯이

Playlist of The Day:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_UyKa-xq5mw (lol guys I had writers block so long 2/3 of these songs got taken down and I had to find new links. rip me)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1U333EXRI0

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k5ER2yUu6JA

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"You sure you're ready for this?"

"For the last time Wade, it's been like one week, not five years. I'm not rusty." Peter protested, his annoyed tone dampened by the grin on his face as he held off putting his mask on just a second longer.

"Yeah well, this guy did get the jump on us before, and I'd really like to keep you in that body if you don't mind." Wade said somewhat suggestively, Peter sticking his tongue out at the ex-merc in response, "He had the element of surprise before. He won't catch me off guard again." Peter assured, glancing down at the windows of an office building they would soon be jumping through.

The Tinkerer had upgraded his secret lair from abandoned warehouse laboratories to some cubicle-filled office building in the middle of Manhattan. It wasn't ideal for a fight, but hopefully, they wouldn't have to put up with much of one.

Wade had been busy while Peter was off being a movie star and had been taking down warehouse after warehouse of illegal weapons and weapons dealers. Murder free of course.

"I know he won't, but still..." Wade trailed off, Peter giving him a knowing look, walking back towards the other hero to gently cradle Wade's unmasked face with his hands, "I'm not going anywhere." Peter said in a quiet voice, smiling slightly at the way Wade's eyes still widened in surprise whenever Peter showed affection.

"Okay?" Peter confirmed, Wade just nodding before Peter gently kissed the other man, not lingering too long at risk of losing sight of their target, but still lingering enough to let Wade know just how opposed Peter was to leaving.

"Now, let's go kick some ass." Peter teased, pulling away to walk back towards the window. "Ahem, language? There are children reading this book." Wade huffed in exasperation, his eyes still holding a fondness in them that made Peter's stomach flip. Sometimes it still felt like he was just as inexperienced and new to this as he was when he was 18.

"Said Dead-F#$%!ng-Pool." Peter protested playfully, pulling on his Spider-man mask as he checked the time on his phone. Stark didn't know he was here and he most likely wouldn't approve of Peter being out here already so soon after the dimensions fiasco.

"Everybody knows Spider-man is a childhood friendly superhero, don't ruin our dreams." Wade whined, pulling on his mask as well as he came to stand beside Peter.

"Just because I don't drop f-bombs every second and cuss around civilians doesn't mean I don't curse." Peter said with a roll of his eyes, following the Tinkerer's form as he walked across his small office to retrieve a book from one of the shelves there.

"You're just as bad as Holland, I swear. Foul mouthes, the both of you." Wade muttered, shaking his head in mock disappointment as Peter wondered how Tom had taken to Wade's weird no cursing strike.

"Karen, can you find the best point of entry?" Peter asked, ignoring Wade's snickers as the AI gave him a cheerful 'Sure thing Peter' before pulling up numerous different statistics on the windows of the building and at what percentage of fatigue each was at. "I would recommend the 3rd most left window on the south side." Karen stated, Peter thanking her before getting ready to break their current window to swing over to their destination.

"You've got to get Stark to put a cool AI like that in my suit." Wade said as Peter gave a small huff of annoyance. "Technically, me and Ned made this suit."