Just a Video Game? ch. 3

Pairing: Deadpool x Reader
Rating: PG13
Warning: Contains suspense and Deadpool's annoying talks.
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"...And then I said,'Muchas chimichangas, amigo!'" Wade said, he was making us pancakes for breakfast this morning, which I thought was very nice of him.

He flipped another pancake,"Interesting." I said.

"Yeah, Cable can be a stick up your butt, but ya know."

I nodded,"He means well, though."

"Yeah, but still," he flipped a pancake and put a few on a plate,"Order up!"

He slid the plate over to me, I looked at it cautiously, then back to him. He held his hands up.

"I swear I didn't poison it, you don't have any in your cabinets." he explained.

I laughed, picking up a fork and shoveling a bite into my mouth. It was probably the most delicious pancake I've ever tasted. It had a touch of vanilla and cinnamon in it, which added an extra spice.

"Puts your grandma's pie to shame, huh?" Wade asked, pride evident on his face, he was next to me now. I punched his arm.

"Not as good, but it'll do." I teased.

He smiled,"At least I'm not starving you or anything. Hey, do you have a phone I can borrow?"

I nodded,"It's on the coffee table."

He walks out of the kitchen and goes for my phone, probably dialing Peter's number.

"Hey, Pete, it's Wade..." he was talking quietly at that point, so I couldn't eaves drop.

I simply munched on my pancakes, pouring some maple syrup on there sure did add something to it. I heard Wade end his call and came back into the kitchen.

"Hey, get dressed, Pete needs your help." he said.

"Why?" I asked.

"He needed a distraction person and I suggested you." I almost choked on my pancake.

~Time Skip~

So, we went out, Wade was back into his Deadpool suit and I was dressed in skinny jeans and a hoodie, as well as a pair of (f/c) converse.  I was trailing behind Deadpool, and I couldn't help but watch him walk, I had to admit, he had a nice rear. Deadpool caught my staring and must've been smirking under his mask.

"Put your hood up, we're going into a dangerous part of town." he said.

I did as I was told, slipping it over my (h/c) hair. Deadpool held his arm out, and pressed his gloved finger to his masked lips, signaling me to be quiet. I nodded, and kept cloe to him. We started to hear shouts from a lit room, and found all of the Avengers gathered around Spidey, they were arguing. But that was when some guy with dark brown hair and a goatee noticed me.

"Who's that?" he asked, pointing to me.

Peter gestured us inside.

"This is Wade and (Name), they're helping us." he explained,"Guys this is Tony Stark, Agents Natasha Romanoff and Clint Barton, Dr. Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, and Captain Steve Rogers, the Avengers." he said that last part in disgust.

I smiled, saying a small hello.

"Okay, Pete, this is one thing you didn't tell us," Agent Romanoff said,"You didn't tell us that a semi super villain was going to help us! We don't even know if we can trust him!"

"Yo, babe, I'm right here!" Deadpool growled. She sent him an icy glare.

"Also, you could be putting this woman in danger!" she said, pointing harshly at me,"If she dies, then it's your fault!"

Dr. Banner rubbed his temples,"You know, if we don't stop arguing, I could let out the Other Guy."

"NO!" everyone in the room shouted.

"Then let's all quit this mess and try to act like adults!" he said, raising his voice slightly.

"Dr. Banner is right, friends, we will never get to our goals if we don't make a truce." Thor explained.

Everyone was silent for a minute, but then we finally manages to stop acting like children.

"So, what's the game plan?" I asked.

"That's just it, we don't know yet, ma'am." Captain Rogers explained.

"Well, what about what you said, Peter? I mean, trying to find Sinister's weakness was a good idea! And-"

"Well, Tony had other plans." Pete interrupted.

I dropped my hands to my sides, turning to Iron Brains,"And what was your oh so brilliant plan, Iron Nuts?"

He blinked, thinking about it.

"Exactly, you just don't like Pete is all."

"Truth be told." the billionaire said, holding up his hands up in defense.

In the end, everyone agreed with Spidey's plan and went home. Deadpool was eyeing me curiously.

I looked at him,"What?"

"That was...impressive...back there with Tony, I mean." he said.

"Thanks. Why does Pete hate the Avengers?" I asked.

He thought about it for a minute,"Now that I think about it, I'm not so sure."

I shook my head,"I probably don't want to know."

"Yeah, that'd be best." he said, laughing a little.

Deadpool wasn't acting like the Deadpool I knew. Was he sick? I put a hand on his forehead.

"Uh, what're you doing?" he asked, snatching my hand away.

"Are you feeling alright? You haven't been acting like yourself lately." I asked.

"What? I'm fine! It's just, I dunno..." he trailed off, looking away from me.

I smiled, taking his hand in mine, giving it a light squeeze,"Let's go inside, maybe rent a movie."

~Tiiiiiiiiime Skiiiiiiiiip~

Me and Deadpool rented Pacific Rim and sat on the couch, but I felt a strange need to cuddle. And cuddle is what I did, I scooted closer to him.

"(Name), what are you doing?" he asked warily.

I scooted closer, we were touching shoulders.

"(Name)....(Name) stahp."

"Noooooooooo..." I mocked him from last night, grabbing his muscled arm and nuzzling my head onto his shoulder.

He sighed, wrapping his arm over my shoulders, and I got closer, enjoying his cuddles very much. Even more when he put his hand on the small of my back, drawing circles with his finger, making sparks shoot through my body. Okay, I admit, I had a small thing for him. Even though his face looks like it's been chewed up by crocodiles.

"Name?" hearing my name being called, I looked up at him.

"Hm?"

"Why are you suddenly hugs and cuddles, when yesterday you wanted nothing to do with me?" he asked, his voice curious.

I smiled,"I trust you now."

I laid my head against his chest, feeling his heart race slightly, which pleased me very much. The last thing I remember was him playing with my (h/c) hair and I fell asleep.