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[quipsandthwips]

There's no way you're gonna get me to watch an emotional chick flick, my heart can't take them.

[But with their momentary lapse in conversation, there seems to be some kind of... reprieve. A moment to rest from their feelings, or something. Because wow, this definitely was not how he thought his night was gonna go. Morning? Morning. Whatever.

He sighs, though, sitting there, unsure what to do for Wade.

It's not like he can just pull a Spider-Man and swing away victoriously saving someone right now.

Instead he just says the first thing that comes to mind:]

... If I'm Bambi, you're Thumper.

[4thwaller]

I'm taking that as you think I'm adorable and also your best friend.

[ Time for some more humour barriers. Putting up as many of those as possible. ]

Oh em gee, wait you do think I'm adorable you totally admitted you liked my face. That totally means the other part is true too.

[ Hello, that is a masked face leaning into Peter's face's personal space a bit, to squint at him. ]

I'll gladly be your Thumper.

[ omg bffs. ]

[quipsandthwips]

[Peter huffs a breath through his nose, sitting with his arms on his knees and sort of just accepting the close proximity as a constant in the equation that is the 'Wade Wilson Theorem'.

If there's one way he can fluster Wade, though, it's saying without much room for uncertainty:]

Yeah. Well. You are my best friend here, Thumper.

[4thwaller]

[ Wade leans back, sufficiently flustered by the admittance. He hadn't expected Peter to actually say it. ]

Now I know you're just trying to make up for snooping.

[ He's too flustered, he needs to hide more. ]

Just so you know I'm hiding all my valuables from here on out.

[ But then he grins behind his mask. ]

This totally means I'm allowed to snoop in your house.

[quipsandthwips]

What? C'mon, that was an accident.

[He grins back, though, as if he absolutely knows he's flustered Wade.]

What is even worth much around here? I don't know if I could pawn much.

... Maybe I could get a couple Hamiltons out of the couch.