20th imagine! EEK! I loVe Deadpool with a passion, so enjoy! (Also this is more of a comical, so HUH yeah. )
Warnings- language, sexual talk.
Word count- (575)
My eyes scanned my laptops screen, gazing at all the clothes I wished I could own. But my lovely mother said that they were 'skanky.'
I cringed at the word. What does 'skanky' even mean?
I heard My window opening, without even looking over I knew it was Peter. "Welcome back, dork." I mumbled.
"That was not very kind."
Who the hell- "WADE" I screeched.
"shshshshhh!" He hushed, rushing over.
He covered my mouth, I bit the inside of his palm. He squeaked. "Wade get the fuck out of my room." I growled shutting my laptop and sitting up.
"But I just got here." He pouted.
I crinkled my nose. "w-whats that smell?" the room filled with the smell of Iron.
I squinted my eyes at his chest. "Wade.. Is- Is that blood?"
He glanced down. "Oh, heh."
"Shutup! I got this!" He muttered, suddenly dark.
I blinked at him.
"Anywho, I was thinking you could help me-"
I already dialed peters number.
"Wades here again.." I sighed into the phone.
Wade gasped. "IS THAT SPIDERMAN?! AHHH IM NOT READY" HE scrambled over to my vanity.
I rolled my eyes, at him. Peter said he would be over in 5.
"Wadddeee" I whined. He had already gotten into my lipstick, which was already smeared over his mask that he refused to take off.
"Jesus fucking christ wade."
He looked over and giggled. "You say my name a lot.. Soon you will be screaming it." He winked, I could see the outline of his cheeky smile.
My cheeks turned red, I threw a pillow at him.
he caught it.
"Hurry up Peter." I mumbled as I watched him try to apply eyeshadow. My eyes trailed down to his belt, which was filled with guns, and swords.
My eyes widened, as I soon felt un safe around him. He kills people.
my breath got shaky, I grabbed my phone and texted Peter.
~RUBY~
Peter, hurry the fuck up.
Read 1:13 pm
I sighed and turned my phone off, he cant shoot webs and text.
Wade hummed a song as he turned back around. "Well.. Until spidey gets here.. shall we.." He wiggled his brows.
"wade I swear, Pete will fucking destroy you- HEY GET OFF MY BED YOU'RE GOING TO GET BLOOD ON IT!"
He was sitting on my bed, staining my white sheets.
"whoops, thats not going to come out."
"Your fate and morals are crap."
"hey! Fate is a very heavy word to be throwing around before breakfast."
"Wade, its 1:00 pm."
"Shit. I forgot my pancakes on the stove, worse I forgot to turn my stove off."
I heard my window open again, this time I checked to make sure it was Peter.
"thank fucking god." I sighed. He was in his suit. "I didn't really know who wade was so i brought sandwiches just incase they were friendl- Oh shit, its you."
"OH SHIT ITS YOU" Deadpool gasped standing, going for a hug.
Peter webbed him in the face, and tossed me my sandwich. "come on man, thats my girlfriend im suppose to annoy."
"Just one hug?" Wade said, trying to get the webbing off of his mask.
Pete hesitated. "S-sure. One hug."
wade gasped and ran into the hug. Peter was fast to web his hands together and push him out the window.
"I HUGGED SPIDERMAN" I heard wade yell. Peter quickly locked the window and closed my curtains.
He let out a sigh. "Christ." He took off his mask.
I giggled. "Come here spidey boy."
