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Today is the best day.
Peter mixes a beaker of high tensile strength fabric coating. It should, when completed, create a waterproof layer that didn't compromise the breathability or protection capabilities of the fabric Tony and Peter had been working on.
The job at Stark industries had been a dream so far and he had recently been moved directly into Tony Stark's personal team.
Peter quickly relaxed into his new routine, Aunt May had noticed his improved mood and he had been happy to be able to contribute to her rent and groceries thanks to his improved salary within Mr. Stark's RnD team.
Peter set the beaker into its secure specimen storage. If he tidied his section of lab he could leave early and buy May some flowers from the bodega on his way home. Peter Parker's day was shaping up to be pretty good, he thought. He whistled to himself happily while stepping towards the lab doors.
Peter exited the lab with a spring in his step, in that moment, a pair turns the corner and walks down the hallway heading on a direct collision course with him.
His stomach drops as his limbs freeze up in shocked response. Deadpool is there with Mr. Stark gesturing animatedly as he talks excitedly. They notice Peter in the hallway in front of them.
Peter is having the worst day.
Deadpool will recognise him in an instant! If that doesn't ruin Peter, it will be near impossible for Peter to hide his huge overwhelming crush on Wade. Peter has been fighting giddy butterflies for weeks trying to work up the courage to tell Deadpool how he felt, he hadn't even worked out how to tell Wade he was Spiderman yet!
Peter completely disconnects from reality, standing woodenly as they talk and finally Deadpool -being the extroverted creature he is - skips up to Peter and holds out his hand for a friendly shake. "Hi, I'm Deadpool. Nice to meet ya Science-hottie." Wade says in a friendly tone.
Peter's stomach swoops as he takes Deadpool's hand in an awkward shake and musters up his braincells to respond.
"Hello Daddy." Peter says until he realises what he has said and panics, horrified. "SORRY! DADDY;
SORRY-DADDY?!" Peter yells in confusion.
Peter shakes his head in denial desperate to get his mouth to stop.
"S..Sorry. DADDY-I-mean-DADDY! I- mean-sorry-daddy!
DADDY! Sorry!" Peter shouts in an ever rising panicked loop. "Daddy-Daddy?!" Peter shouts pleadingly in a hopeless effort to get his mouth to stop repeating itself in blind panic.
Peter breaks the handshake and whips around. Fight or flight response guides him as he launches himself down the hallway into a storage closet slamming his back against the door. It shuts with a defeated click before he releases his breath in a mortified, humiliated ,unstoppable, scream.
Hyperventilating loudly in humiliated panic Peter almost doesn't hear the tentative knock several minutes later. "Science-hottie? I'm sorry. We can have a redo! Everyone can pretend they didn't see or hear anything! Right Iron-bro?!" Deadpool says consolingly outside the door.
Peter hears the concerned murmurs of agreement. Mr. Stark mumbles and elbows Deadpool away from the door before he speaks. "It happens to everyone kid. You can redo. I'll even have Friday delete the footage!" Stark says.
Peter's breath hitches. "Oh god! There's footage!" Peter sobs out horrified.
"Don't cry science-hottie I'm sorry I freaked you out. My ugly avocado faced ass has that effect on people, it's not you. A cutie like you shouldn't be closeted, you can totally redo! Come on out! We can shake and I can introduce myself and it'll all be fine I swear!" Deadpool says- trying to reassure Peter.
Suddenly, Peter's chest burns with a flash of hot anger as he stands up on shaky legs and wrenches open the door. "You are not ugly Wade!" Peter shouts insistently.
Tony looks pleadingly at the ceiling in suppressed confusion and awkwardness as Deadpool chuckles.
"Well gosh science-hottie you haven't even seen me without my girdle yet, but I appreciate the defense. Makes a gal all-a-flutter, golly, you can take me riding any day." Deadpool says teasingly.
"Hey! Don't flirt at my employee Deadpool, he's clearly overwhelmed." Mr. Stark berates Wade. "Get the kid a blanket or a gatorade or something."Tony chastisingly orders Wade. "It's ok kid. You can take off early and I promise no one is ever gonna say a word about today." Mr. Stark says, while patting Peter on his shoulder comfortingly.
Peter sniffs dejectedly. "I'm 23 Mr. Stark. I'm not a kid anymore." Peter says as he stands up and squares his shoulders.
Peter holds out his hand to deadpool. Deadpool tentatively takes his hand and shakes it. "Hi, I'm Deadpool." Wade says quietly.
"Hello, Deadpool." Peter finally says relieved.
"I'm Spider Parker." Peter greets, his eyes widening in clear horror. "I meant Peter-man! I mean, fuck! I'm Spiderman." Peter says in a stuttered exhale.
They gape at Peter.
Today was the worst day.
~
Later that week, as Peter lies cuddled on Wade's naked chest, Peter looks up into his eyes and says teasingly ; "Hello Deadpool. I'm Peter Parker."
"I'm still calling you science-hottie." Wade replies. "Great job on the delivery this time though. Keep practicing. Fifty more repetitions like that and you won't have to worry about it ever again." Wade says with a light tone.
Peter thinks maybe it was the best day after all.