He had said one night. He only needed a night and he would be on his way. But then that 'one night' had turned into two. Then three...and well, you get the point.
The only reason she had let him in was because he was a friend of an old neighbor, Al. She loved Al and trusted her. She was an odd woman but wise...in some ways.
He was a 'temporary' roommate, to say the least.
Y/N was cleaning up the house from the night before. They had another one of their "movie nights" which consisted of popcorn, of course, forts, nerf gun fights, video games or karaoke, and then eventually a movie. It was childish, yes, but it was good honest fun.
Your phone went off and you put a couple more things away before reading the message: 'omw home :) pls make pancakes'
You laughed and responded: 'okay. Just know you have a limit this time or else you're buying groceries'
'Hmm. Rain check on that limit? Super hungry.'
'Then rain check on those pancakes'
'You little devil. Almost home ;)'
You smiled to yourself and went ahead and started making some pancakes only because it sounded good. It wasn't long before the door opened and Wade announced his presence. "Babycakes, daddy is home!" He humped the air as he said home and swung into the kitchen singing.
"Wilson." You laughed. He had a habit of calling your place home. You didn't mind.
He stood behind you as you flipped the pancakes, putting more onto the plate. "Mmmm, I see my hypnosis has worked and you've made pancakes for me sweetness." He purred.
You put the last of the pancakes onto the plate and turned off the stove top. "Correction. These are mine." You shoved past him grinning.
He whistled at you and followed, sniffing the pancakes excitedly. "Aw you're yanking my string babe."
You took a bite. "Want to consider again?" You teased, batting your lashes at him.
He took the challenge. His eyes widened and he shook his head with a scoff. "Abso-fucking-lutely."
Suddenly you found yourself against Wade's body as he attempted to lean around or over you and grab as many pancakes as possible from the plate. "Hey!"
"I told you! Do not test me when I'm hungry! I'm like Cookie Monster." He lifted his mask, shoving them into his mouth greedily. You didn't shy away from his appearance. You honestly didn't mind and weren't bothered. He liked that about you and was part of the reason he stuck around.
He started to walk away with the plate when you ran after him. He grunted when you jumped on his back holding on. "And I'm like Yoda riding a bitch's back."
"That's my line you minx."
Now you couldn't hide your smile. "Well, those were my pancakes so I guess we're even." You retorted holding onto him still.
He looked back at you, shoving a piece of pancake in your mouth. "Touché." You could nearly hear his smirk.
