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Wade leaned his head back against the stone wall of the apartment building, shutting his eyes against the dim light of the setting sun. He stared at those trashcans across the ally, mind snapping back to the times he used them as shelter against the cold hate of the outside world. He was 17, now. He didn't need to hide anymore. He knew how to fight. He let out a sigh, bored to death.

Wade stood up, pulling his red hoodie over his head, shoving his hands in his jean pockets as he turned onto the sidewalk. He glanced at the watch he stole a few weeks ago. It was around four-thirty. Cool. Sidewalks will be nice and busy. No one will notice him. He carefully pushed through the crowds, avoiding the busy folk trying to head home or wherever the hell they needed to be; he didn't care. He turned a quick corner and onto a less busy street, hoping to get away from all the people when a sudden shorter body plowed into him, knocking them both down. And of course, Wilson had to go and scrape his palm against the stupid cement floor.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" the other kid exclaimed. Wade sat up, shoving the kid off of him, keeping his head low.

"It's fine, it's fine," he muttered, standing up and dusting himself off. The kid jumped up, gasping.

"No its not, you're bleeding, of jeez I'm so stupid- I could get some Band Aids from my backpack; my aunt always made me take them to school."

Wade frowned, peering up from under his hood. This kid looked familiar. Strangely familiar. He had short brown hair and worried brown eyes as he shuffled through his backpack for the stupid Band Aids. Wade lifted his hand, studying the cut. Honestly, he didn't even feel it. He's been hurt far worse in the past.

"Hey," he said, blinking down at him. "It's really okay. I don't need a dumb ol' Band Aid."

The kid glanced up, staring directly at him. Wade, instinctively ducked so that the hood shrouded his face, afraid of the kid's reaction. The boy suddenly paused, studying him quizzically.

"Do I know you?" he asked quietly.

"No," Wade answered too quickly. "No one knows me. Just don't bother, okay?" He turned sharply into an alleyway, hoping to escape through there, but the kid followed after him.

"Wait, come back, I-"

"Just, stop, okay? You don't want to know me!"

"But, Wade-"

The boy grabbed his wrist, jerking him back hard enough that his hood was flapped off. Wilson grew rigid. The kid knew his name. How did he even know him? Oh shit, his hood… Wade reached with his free hand to grab his hood when the kid snatched that one, too. Wade stared at him suspiciously, but didn't try to pull free.

"How do you know me?" he asked cautiously. The boy's excited smile grew sad. That smile. That sad, sad, smile…

"You mean you don't remember me?" he murmured. Wade stared at him, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted.

"…Peter?" he asked tentatively. Peter beamed.

"Wade, you remember!" Wilson shook his head, stepping out of Peter's hold.

"But why do you remember me? Just some stupid, ugly, homeless kid you bumped into one stupid night that had to have been ten years ago. Peter, why did you even remember me?"

Peter smiled again. Damn that stupid smile. "But you remembered me."

Wade froze. Should he just trust this kid? But all his life he learned specifically not to trust people. Not his parents, not strangers, not anyone. So why Peter?

"It's that damn smile, isn't it?" he murmured, more to himself, but Peter heard him loud and clear. He grinned.

"I'd like to think so," he chuckled. "Come on," he chirped, jumping forward and grasping his hand. "I'll go buy you something to eat. You look like you could use some pizza."

Wade let Peter tug him along and out of that dark and musty alleyway. He let Peter lead him through the crowd with his hood still down. He let people stare at him, and he let people glare and gasp and try not to look because all Wade had to do was look at Peter. All he had to do was glance at the boy, and see how he merely strode along, not giving one single fuck to the people who judged. And that made Wade happy. It made his heart lift even further than it had that night he had met Peter all those years ago. And he didn't mind. He liked it. Maybe even loved it. He didn't mind having this cancerous disease scarring his face, and having people see that and immediately judge. Because he had Peter, now. Peter suddenly glanced over his shoulder as they walked, eyes sparkling up at Wade as he grinned and whispered one word that made Wilson instantly grin.

"Blue eyes."
Here's the sequel to this: [link]

I hope you all enjoy the fluff :3
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AphonicVisitant Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2013  Student Digital Artist
I NEED MOAR! Teh fluffiness, it's killing meh!
I love this fic... And the author <3 lol
callmetod Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
So damn happy... I... I just love it so much! :D
AyameHikari Featured By Owner Dec 21, 2012  Professional General Artist
Mystieka-Senko Featured By Owner Sep 26, 2012  Student General Artist
This is just lovely! Such a feelgood fic <3
KuroTsukiKun Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I've made it my goal to read all of your fanfics tonight...even if I don't comment on all of 'em, I've read them. AND I LOVE THEM ALL.
Etilevram Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
KuroTsukiKun Featured By Owner Sep 5, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
You're my new favorite person, too!!
ShySweetPea Featured By Owner Aug 26, 2012
I think I've read most of your fics, purely by accident, and I think I'm in love with you. [link]
Etilevram Featured By Owner Aug 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Ohh, why thank you so much :iconloveloveplz:
ShySweetPea Featured By Owner Aug 26, 2012
I'm serious. I'm picking out engagement rings now. How do you feel about a watermelon flavored Ring-Pop? (because that's how all good and proper engagements should happen)[link]
Etilevram Featured By Owner Aug 26, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Guuurl, I love me some watermelon flavored Ring-Pops :iconbegplz: But if you want this fine piece of work, you gotta take me out to dinner first :iconblushplz:
ShySweetPea Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2012
Ah, the old fashioned wine-and-dine, huh? We'll have to work on that. ;p [link]
Etilevram Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Sure thing! As long as you pay the bill... :iconhinthintplz:
ShySweetPea Featured By Owner Sep 1, 2012
You're my favorite. Plain and simple, my favorite.
The-Saddest-Blue Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
invaderjay9776 Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Aaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww the FEELS
Irritably Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist

DarkChi13 Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2012
Aww their adorable haha.
rileygar25 Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2012  Student Writer
This was soooo cute! :D
Belphegis Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2012
That is really cute <3
Thank you for writing it.
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