Pretty Pink Flowers : Poolverine x OC

19

"I told him to pull the car around." Wade puts his hands on his hips and taps his foot impatiently. He had carried all of Faye's luggage down for her and the only thing she had in her hands was Oswald.

Who I still have a weird vibe with ever since the night he threatened me. No one is taking my side in this but that little fucker had me scared shitless.

The sun is blaring in Faye's eyes and she scopes the area for any trees she can warp to create some shade. Wade notices her discomfort and he positions himself in front of her, blocking the sun. He doesn't even think about it, he just wants her comfortable and at ease. Faye feels the butterflies moshing in her stomach. She gets on her tiptoes and kisses him quickly. He lovingly honks her nose in return. They bask in their playfulness as Logan pulls the car towards them and clicks his tongue from the open window.

Like how he does it in origins... fuck I don't care if I'm the only one I loved that movie.

"I got Faye coffee, sorry I'm late."

"And what did thou bestow upon me?" Wade puts a hand on his chest as if he's clutching his pearls.

"Here." He tosses a breakfast burrito out of the window and Wade catches it without even looking.

As Wade opens the car door for her she notices the coffee. It was exactly how she liked it, humongous and with about twelve different obnoxious modifications. She can't help but imagine how embarrassed he must have felt to have to ask some poor barista to make it. As she scoots into her spot in the middle she pecks him on the cheek as a thank you. As she begins to pull away he turns to face her and leans in for a deep kiss. Her hands snake their way up to his neck and she rubs his cheek with her thumb gently.

Wade enters the truck with a slam of the door, interrupting the intimate moment.

"When Wolvey taps out then I'll take the wheel. When I tap out Wolvey takes the wheel. No stopping for more than 15 minutes maximum. We can get a room once we hit North Dakota. Capeesh?" Wade does this with an Italian / Godfather-ish accent that makes Logan groan in annoyance.

"Why can't I drive? Because I'm a woman?"

"Woah woah WOAH. Hold it right there missy. Me and peanut here are many things ... and feminists are at the top of that list. I'm sure you are more than capable of driving HOWEVER I didn't think you'd have any FUN and it might stress you OUT."

"That's very thoughtful, Wade Wilson. Thank you. Besides my glasses are at the bottom of my suitcase probably smooshed to death."

"You wear glasses?" Logan asks as he merges onto the highway.

"Only for distance and I never drive in the city so they don't get much use."

"Wouldn't you need them for busting the knee caps of climate change deniers?" Wade asks with a mouth full of burrito.

"My mask has my prescription welded into the eyepiece." Faye responds and she leans over to steal a bite from him.

"Why wouldn't you just wear contacts, bub?"

Faye puts a finger up as she chews, causing both of them to crack smiles at her.

"I'm not spending the rest of my life gagging at having to fondle my eyeballs, I cannot handle that."

"Oh like this?" Wade had removed his Deadpool mask and was tormenting Faye by poking at his wide open eye. Faye covers her eyes and squeals in disgust, blindly slapping any part of him she can reach.

"Knock it off." Logan pushes him back to his side of the truck with the hand that wasn't steering. Wade had, of course, not knocked it off which made Logan call for an hour of silence.

*****

Forty-three minutes have droned on and the only sound they heard was the bustle of traffic. Faye didn't mind much, she used this time to daydream about the morning she had with them. Recalling how it felt to be stuffed from both ends by two gorgeous men who genuinely care for her. She shifts in her seat as an attempt to dull the throbbing in her core. Wade knows her too well, her tells are anything but subtle.

Even though she thinks they are. She's so cute.

The silence is disturbed by the noise of Wade rummaging around his various pockets. After what feels like a lifetime of crinkling velcro he seemingly finds whatever it was he was looking for. He mouths a brief "sorry" to Logan who was giving him a death glare. A few more moments of quiet and then a bzzzzzzzzzzzz fills the car. Faye swears it sounds familiar.

"God, I'm sorry guys. I just have such a kink in my neck." Faye turns to see what is causing the ruckus and she locks eyes with something little and pink that belongs to her.

"Wade WINSTON Wilson. Is that my-"

"Hm? Oh! Yeah I did swipe this from your place, hope that's alright. I just get such bad muscle cramps I figured this might help." He's playing dumb and Faye's face is as red as a pomegranate.

"What? What's the problem?" Logan sounds like an aggravated father.

"He stole my fucking vibrator!"

I told you it would come back up

*****
I plan on releasing the next chapter in a few hours and it's picking up right from here hehe
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