Irondad Oneshots

Cuddles and Cleaning - Spideypool

I'm like super lonely so why not write cutesy scenes between two other people bcs nobody will ever want to date me woo

Peter's POV

As a college student who's also a superhero who also has a job, I don't really have any free time ever.

So when I finally have a whole day off, all I wanna do is catch up on all my missed sleep. Forget about homework and cleaning and whatever else I should probably do, just stay in my bed.

Me: come over?

Wade💕: is something wrong?

Me: no

Me: I've got the whole day off and i want cuddles

Me: pleaseeeee I miss you

Me: and it's cold

Me: and I'm hungry but don't wanna get up

Me: babe?

Me: babbeeeee it's been 10 minutes why haven't you texted me backkkkkkk

Me: I missss youuuu

Me: now I'm getting worried. Are you okay? The only time you don't text me back is if you're working

Me: Wade? Please text me or call me or something. I'm really worried now

Wade💕: Sorry baby boy I'm okay

Me: if you're busy that's okay

Me: sorry for bothering you

Wade💕: you think I'd actually miss out on the opportunity to cuddle with my baby boy? Never

Wade💕: I'm about 5 minutes from your place. I picked up some food for you and am bringing over a hoodie, movies and candy

Wade💕: you deserve something special for all the work you've put into being such a good person

Me: i love uouuu

Me: but hurry up

Wade💕: I'll see you in soon baby boy❤️

Me: you better

Me: I love you

Wade💕: love you too baby boy

I let my eyes drift shut, loving the peace and quiet, and by the time I'm opening them, Wade is sliding into bed next to me, bringing immediate warmth and safety.

"Hey, baby boy. Eat some food then you can sleep, okay? I don't want you waking up because you're hungry," he murmurs, showering me in much needed kisses.

I nod and pull myself up a little, using Wade as a wall as he passes me over a breakfast burrito and one for himself.

We eat in silence, Wade being more soft and peaceful than he normally is, but I don't care. I just want to cuddle and sleep.

Finally we finish eating, and I get what I wanted, what I asked him to come here for in the first place.

I rest my head on his chest, his soft even breaths keeping me nice and calm and pulling me off to sleep. His fingers thread through my messy curls softly and his lips leave little kisses on the top of my head and on the hand he's holding, wherever he can reach without disturbing me.

"You know..." I mumble, kissing his chest to get his attention. He hums softly, rumbling his chest. "I really really love you?"

"Um, yeah? I love you too," he says, sounding concerned.

"That's it. I just wanted to tell you, make sure you know," I say, a tired smile on my face.

"Thanks, baby boy. I do know. I'm just happy to be here for you," he tells me, pulling me closer to him gently.

"I'm happy you're here too... was lonely without you. Always lonely without you," I say, feeling a little bad. It's true though. I don't live with May anymore so I'm by myself more often than not.

"Well you don't have to be lonely. I'm always one word away. You just have to say 'come' and I will," he says, laughing at his own stupid dirty jokes.

"God, you're such an idiot," I say, almost slurring with my exhaustion catching up.

"But I'm your idiot. And you're mine."

"Definitely."

When I wake up, Wade's still next to me, already awake and he lights up when he sees me.

"I missed your pretty eyes. Thought I'd never get to see them again with how long you were sleeping!"

"Hmmph," I mumble, burying my face back into his shirt.

I know he's smiling without even looking at him. "You're cute and all, but I have a feeling that you're going to regret it tomorrow and for the next whole month, if you don't get up and do some cleaning. I'll even help you out, baby boy."

"Mmmm... 5 more minutes," I slur, so happy to be enveloped by his warmth and comfort like a blanket.

"No. You've got dirty dishes piled up and rotting leftovers in your fridge, dirty laundry everywhere. You're starting to make me think you're not taking care of yourself, and you know I'll have to tell May," he threatens, knowing exactly how well it'll work.

"Fine, Fine, Fine. We'll clean. Just as long as you promise cuddles later and that you'll stay for dinner," I bargain, dragging myself off his chest.

"Of course. You say that like it's even hard for me to do. You could've asked me to go jump off the Grand Canyon, and I'd be in for one hell of a road trip, but I'd do it," he says, kissing every piece of me he can get to. My forehead, my nose, my temples, my cheek, my mouth, my hands, my shoulders, even trailing some kisses down my back where it's exposed once I take my hoodie off.

"God, you always taste so good," Wade groans, planting his kisses over my neck and across my jaw and against my cheeks and my earlobe and down my pale arms and peppering my shoulder blades.

"C'mon Wade. You were the one who said we had to get up," I say, giggling at his silly behavior.

"It's not my fault you're so cute and absolutely irresistible," he mumbles against my skin.

I pull a new shirt over my body, despite me wanting to just feel his wonderful lips over every piece of my skin, we still have work to do.

"Come on, Wade," I whine, tugging at his hand.

He follows me to my feet, not bothering changing as I lead him to the kitchen.

"I'll start you. You start over there," I say, pointing him nearby.

He salutes jokingly and marches off to his section. 

The afternoon is spent singing along to Disney music until I'm sure the neighbors will file a noise complaint, cleaning up my messy apartment and not able to keep our hands off each other. Wrapping our arms around the others waist and resting against them while they sort, peppering little kisses over any exposed skin, dancing to the stupid old songs blasting through my old speakers, making faces at each other from across the room.

The evening is spent quiet. Curled up on the couch together, watching old movies on low volume, no words spoken, just simply enjoying the others present.

And the night is spent with soft dreams and tight arms around the other, legs tangled together and in the sheets, surprisingly no nightmares haunting either of them. Just peace and happiness even when unconscious.

God, we're so stupidly in love. But I don't even care. Because he's mine and I better have more days off spent like this one.

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Here's a little fluffy update just bcs I'm tired and lonely and sad and felt like writing something happy and lovey to make myself feel better lmao definitely a good way to cope

Hope y'all enjoyed :)

Lyss