Deadpool carries me over the rooftops to my apartment.
"You do realize I have two legs that work perfectly fine right? And my wound has healed." Despite my comment, a broad smile lines my face.
"Yeah. I know. But I just like carrying you." Deadpool's half smirk half smile makes me blush and look away, leaning my head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat... It's so beautiful... So calming. And then my sigh interrupts it.
"What's wrong?" Concern is laced with his voice as I look back up at him...
"I..." I smile a little sadly, "I'm just gonna miss you is all." My face heatens even more and I hide it in the strength of his buff pecks. I'd just like to lean my head against them forever...
"Me too baby boy... I'm gonna miss you too." He embraces my lips with his after tipping my chin up to face him. The warmth envelopes me into his world, into our world of love...
When our lips pull apart, and my eyes connect with his, even though his eyes are hidden behind a mask, I feel... I'm not sure. Not sure how to even explain the wondrous feeling... How to depict how to let loose all the emotions swelling within.
Before I even know it's there, Deadpools hand cups my cheek and wipes away the crystal tear that escapes my eye.
"Oh Peter... What's wrong?" A little surprisingly, his large arms come around and hug me so close I almost can't breath! But I simply smile and hug back, perhaps even tighter. My face snuggling into the crook of his neck.
"I love you..." Are the three words to utter my mouth before my brain even has time to comprehend what it is I'm actually saying. And he smiles, a real smile, without any smirk, without any play-boy bad-boy attitude, a real genuine smile. Which only makes me more emotional, geez am I on my period or something?!?
Deadpool catches my lips in his one more time before replying with, "I love you too Peter... More than you'll ever know." And with that, not another word is said before he drops me off at the door of my apartment.
I watch his back as he runs, I know that if he doesn't run, he won't have the strength to leave, I know that if I take one step, if either of us says another word, we won't have the strength to stay apart. If he looks back, he'll come back, if he stops running, he'll look back, and I know he wants to, I want him to... But life, and the world, has made that impossible for us... At least for now anyways.
My web reaches up to the roof of the building, bringing me up there so I can change. I take off my mask and shove on a jacket over my top half of the suite, then some pants for the bottom half. I put the mask in my bag, which is where I got the clothes from, and spin back down after making sure the "coast was clear".
My fist lingers a moment before connecting with the wood three times. My ears pick up some shuffling footsteps scurrying towards the door, and then it opens...
"Peter? PETER!" The tiny yet never the less strong arms of my aunt caress my torso, and hug me almost too tightly. I chuckle a little and hug back lightly, not wanting to harm my weary aunt. We stay embraced for a long while, neither of us really caring how weird we might look to other people. Some tears fall from her eyes and I wipe them away, seeing her like this pulls on my heartstrings more than I can explain.
"I'm so sorry Aunt May..." I hug her one more time, tighter than before, and fight back the stinging army of water behind my eyes too.
We walk in the apartment without many more words than that, our tears are explanation of how much we missed each other, and for the rest of the day we spend that time together whether it's cleaning the dishes, cooking, talking, watching a little tv, reading the newspaper, whatever we do for the rest of the day we pretty much do together. Until after supper when Aunt May goes to bed and I take a long, LONG shower!
She seemed so exhausted with those bags sagging her eyes, and blackness rimming them... I know she didn't get any, or at least not much at all, sleep while I was gone, and that's one of the reasons Deadpool and I just can't be together all the time... I can't leave the only family I have left, for a new family with him. I feel it deep down, tearing me apart... Slowly, painfully... Slowly. Painfully!