Peter scrambles for his towel to cover himself, his face turning a deep shade of red. His heart pumps faster, due to embarrassment and mortification. He swallows, watching Wade's lip curl upwards.

"Nice." he says, snickering at Peter's embarrassment.

"Wade, what the hell are you doing in my room?!" he wanted to die. Why? What did he do to deserve this?

"Well, you ran off so quickly, just wanted to see if you were okay." he smiles. Peter grabs a pair of pants and slips them on, trying to recover whatever dignity he had left.

"How do you know where I live? How did you even get in here?" he asks, slipping on a shirt. Wade let his eyes linger over the sight of Peter's shirtless body before answering.

"The window." he says casually, slumping into a bean bag chair. "And I may or may not have followed you home." He grins, even though he was completely serious.

Peter gives Wade a look and slumped next to him. "Because that's normal." Peter says with sarcasm.

He finds himself looking over Wade's features, his brown eyes drifting over Wade's own cobalt ones. He's starting to love everything about Wade. His dirty blond hair, his strong jawline, his deep blue eyes, his lips. When Wade catches him staring, Peter averts his gaze, his face turning a light pink.

"It's cute when you do that, you know." Wade says, after what seems like hours of content silence. Peter turns and raises an eyebrow at the blond.

"Do what?"

"Ogle me when you think I'm not looking." he smirks.

Peter's blush transforms from a pink tinge to a bright crimson. He smiles and looks away.

"Wasn't ogling..." he mumbles. Wade laughs.

"You totally were. Don't worry, Bambi, ogle away." he says, holding his arms out. Peter smiles, but avoids Wade's eyes.

Something about him is driving Peter insane and it's taking every ounce of self-control to not just pounce on the blond. Peter was pretty sure he wasn't gay, Wade was the only guy he liked. Just because he likes one guy doesn't automatically make him gay, does it? Of course not. He wasn't gay. He only liked one guy. It was like...like those people who hate chocolate, but only like Reese's cups. Like those people who hated meat, but only liked chicken. Peter wasn't gay, Wade was just an exception.

Wade shook Peter's shoulder slightly to snap him out of his thoughts. "I'm sorry, what'd you say?" Peter asks.

"I said I have some weed, if you'd like to smoke it." Wade holds up a small baggie full of the green leafy mixture. Peter can smell it and pushes it away.

"Do you always have drugs with you?" Wade shrugs and Peter shakes his head.

"It's bad enough that you're here, if my room starts smelling like pot, then I'll get busted." he pushes the bag back in Wade's pocket and his finger accidentally brushes Wade's groin. Wade's breath hitches and Peter's face immediately goes red. Peter looks up at Wade to see his blue eyes turn wanton. Peter subconsciously bit his lip, maintaining complete eye contact with the other. Wade grips Peter's chin and pulls him close. Peter's eyes flutter shut and he can feel Wade's breath dancing over his lips.

Peter sighs and pushes off Wade. Wade let out a small noise of disappointment. "Wade, I think you should go." Peter says, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. Wade frowns, but nods and starts to head toward the window. Peter catches Wade's shoulder just before he leaves. "Come back tonight. Seven o' clock, okay?" Wade smiles. "Sure." he says, before hopping out the window.

Peter closes the window and drooped onto his bed, clutching his stomach because it's currently doing back flips. This must be what butterflies feel like, yet it's so much more. Wade didn't even have to kiss Peter, and Peter's already head over heels for him. He sighs in contention. He feels like an idiot, the whole teenage love stereotype is taking over. But he doesn't care.

"Sir, security breach." Jarvis chimes into Tony's workshop. Tony grunts in response, too lost in thought. He's staring at a hologram of the suit, thinking ways to make it faster without making it too lightweight. Jarvis puts up a video feed right in front of Tony's face to get his attention.

"Yeah, I heard you, Jarvis." he bit out, taking a few steps back to get a view of the video. "Asshole..." he grumbles.

"A Wade Winston Wilson has climbed through Peter's window, sir." Jarvis says matter-of-factly. Tony rolls his eyes and watches closely; Peter, the dork that he is, scrambling around, blushing like an idiot. Charming. Tony thinks.

"Shall I inform him to leave, sir?" Tony is looking harder at Peter, his furrowing in concentration. Peter, blushing like there's no tomorrow and Wade, cool and calm, like a pro. They're about to kiss and Tony is about to cut the feed and break up this little love fest. But something stops him. The way Peter and Wade are acting around each other. It...well it reminded him of the how he and Steve were when they first started dating. It was almost exactly how he and Steve were. "No," he says, "Cut the feed."

The feed cut and Tony was left to think. He was happy for Peter, sure, he can tell that Peter is starting to fall for this Wilson guy. Tony remembers how Steve was when they first began dating. Blushing like crazy and awkward as hell but Tony didn't judge. He remembers everyone warning him that if he hurt Steve, then they'd hurt him. Steve insisted that he didn't need them to look after him. That he was independent. And Tony seemed to be the only one who could see that. Tony smiles gently to himself, maybe Peter and Wade could turn out like he and Steve.

They aren't exactly perfect, hell, at first Steve couldn't stand to even be in the same room with Tony. All the petty fights they had, with Tony doing nothing but picking and picking at Steve, just to piss him off. Until one day, Steve snapped and finally fought fire with fire, proving that he could hurt Tony just as much as Tony could hurt him.

That night was a key point in their relationship. That was the night that after Steve had finally fought back against Tony, Tony swallowed his pride and apologized. And that was also the first time they made love. And the rest is history. Sure, they've had their problems, but who doesn't?

Tony didn't know much about Wade. And if he did, he'd know that Wade is nothing like Tony.