Marvel Universe Imagines and One Shots Book Two

What's she up to - Part 3 - Wade x Reader

(Y/n) slammed on the brakes. The young Stark forcing her bike onto its side and allowing it to slide along the floor, as bullets began to fly around her. Why she had allowed herself to get involved with this guy was beyond her. Why she had even given him the time of day, she wasn't sure. He was after all a little.......well, a lot weird. But one thing was for sure, there was never any more quiet moments in her life. Never a time when she was bored. The one-man wrecking ball that was her partner attracting trouble like Thor attracted lightening.

Quickly she pulled out her guns, letting her own bullets fly as she followed her machine along the floor. Glad that she was wearing her leathers. Wearing her helmet. The young woman springing to her feet, as some rather dubious looking men realised that she was there and turned their attention to her. The empty mags in her handguns quickly replaced by new ones, as more goons recognised that they were fighting on two fronts and not just one. (Y/n) telling herself that she would have to save one bullet for the clown that she worked with, when all this was over.

"Come here often...........?" A voice called out loudly. (Y/n) groaning, as a red and black clad idiot raced over to her. The young Stark pushing up her visor, as she did her best to avoid a flying katana that lodged itself in a moron that was coming up behind her.

"What part of 'can you at least stay out of any further trouble until I get there', don't you understand, Wilson?" (Y/n) shouted, as she pulled the machine gun from the holder on her back and let loose. Wade unable to stop himself from smiling, as he looked her up and down. Sure, that even in those specially crafted leathers, she was a sight to behold.

They had met by accident. The young Stark finding herself in the middle of one of his many shoot outs with some cock gobblers that wanted to take over something or destroy something, or something. Wade happy to admit that he didn't really know, or actually really care. But there he had found himself skipping down the highway, killing bad guys, like you do, and there she had been. This beautiful looking young woman that stood defiantly next to her car while everyone else ran for their lives. Wade having to stop and stand in awe, as she pressed a button on her watch and made a metal suit appear around her body before she had started to shoot. The merc with a mouth finding himself having to go through the rest of the fight with a raging boner. Which he had offered to show her later. An offer which she had politely, ok, not so politely, seeing that shot him in the crotch, refused. But that hadn't meant that he had given up. Wade just hoping that she would run out of bullets, before he ran out of hard ons.

From that moment, he had somehow found himself with a partner. Not that he minded. Wade quite liking the idea of working with the daughter of the genius, billionaire, blah, blah, blah overpriced tin can, right under his and the rest of the A team's noses.

"What? It's not my fault. These guys just won't take no for an answer. NO MEANS NO, ASSHOLES!" Wade called out. He and (Y/n) taking out the last of the stragglers, before everything went quiet. The pair standing in the middle of the chaos. Kicking one or two of the bodies just to make sure that they weren't pretending to be dead. Wade smiling again, as (Y/n) removed her helmet and her hair fell down around her shoulders. The angry look on her face not belying her beauty. Well, that, and he had yet another boner.

"How can one man get in so much trouble, Wilson? I only left you last night, and you nearly got your ass shot up then. Who were these guys anyway?" The young Stark enquired, as she turned over one of the stiffs, to get a better look.

"I don't know. There I was, minding my own business, and these ballbag ticklers burst through the front door and started shooting. I am innocent........."

"Firstly, Wilson, you don't know how to mind your own business. Secondly, I would put money on the fact that you haven't been innocent since the day you popped out of you mother. And thirdly................"

"Thirdly............?"

"Thirdly, if you don't keep that thing away from me, I swear that this time I will cut it off with one of your own katanas, and then make sure that it doesn't grow back.........." She growled. Rolling her eyes at the large lump in the lycra clad idiot's suit. (Y/n) catching sight of flashing lights racing towards their location.

"Looks like they are playing our tune, Wilson. And I don't know about you, but I don't fancy having to explain all this to the police." (Y/n) said, as the sound of police sirens got louder. Making her way over to her bike and standing it up before climbing aboard and starting the engine. Sighing as she looked back over at Wade. Sure, that even though she couldn't see his face, he was giving her his best puppy dog look.

"Fine! Get on. I'll take you back to your place.............."

"I can't go back to my place................"

"And why not..............?"

"Well, there are a number of reasons that I can't come up with just yet, but the ones that I can, are if these buttholes know where I live, then who else might know. And secondly, and most important, Al was out when these nut sacks came, so when she discovers that her favourite chair has been shot to shit, she will literally do to me what you have just threatened to do." Wade explained, as he took as seat behind her and took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her.

"Fine, then where do you want me to drop you..............?" (Y/n) asked. The young Stark getting this awful sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach when Wade didn't reply.

"Oh no! Oh, hell no.............!"

"No, what.........?"

"You know what! You are not coming back to the compound with me. I mean, how the hell do I explain a harlequin clown to the others. To my dad. Because let's face it, you cannot be quiet, and you are likely to just wander into the common room and ask Natasha if she wants to play hide the sausage.........." (Y/n) retorted. A groan coming from her lips, as Wade placed his head on her shoulder.

"Fine! But you stay in my rooms, and you keep that big mouth of your closed until we can find somewhere better for you." (Y/n) added with a huge sigh, before kicking the bike into gear and racing from the scene. The red and blue flashing lights disappearing in the distance as they raced away. (Y/n) finding herself wondering if her father had fitted the compound with a dungeon. Either that or maybe she could just push him under the floorboards with her safe.