"Don't tell me you forgot that. Isn't it in your top five?" Peter distinctly remembered Wade yelling all of the details to Peter, even as he covered his ears with his hands and practically screamed over top of him (he'd still bought knee high socks, though Peter was only going to give in when Wade genuinely deserved it).

"What? Don't start blushing on me, now."

Peter laughed, tilting his head to give Wade access to whatever part of Peter's neck he wanted, arms coming up to wrap around his shoulders. "Oh, we're back to the Friends references, huh? You really want to start that battle of wits again?" Peter hugged him close, stealing the first proper kiss of the day from Wade's lips. "Don't worry. We'll make it official in our own time, babe."

If it wasn't obvious that Peter adored Wade, the pictures littering the walls certainly proved it. Happy, pensive, angry - the one where Wade was clearly reaching to snatch the camera out of Peter's hands - they were all there, spread out in front of them. Peter's favorite was the one at the very top of the amalgamation, with Wade staring at the camera and Peter kissing his cheek. Peter's Wade had tried so hard to look angry, but the joy in his eyes was evident.

"I'm going to start breakfast - " Peter pulled a t-shirt over his head, already halfway out the bedroom door. " - you're on bacon duty!"