Universal Problems (Deadpool x Reader)

Chapter 15

 If I haven't already said it before, I'll say it now. This house is absolutely perfect. I'll have to personally thank Mr. Lee myself once he gets back. I sighed in delight as I cuddled up on the couch with Deadpool. The man was practically radiating heat and it was nice in this cold weather. I'm pretty sure he didn't have any problems with it either.

"So what you guys watching?" Ah, Peter was here to join the cuddle party too!

"Some horror movie I never learned the name of. The plots good but the actors... not so much." I patted the spot next to me as invitation. Spidey took the seat and claimed part of the blanket for himself.

"Sounds about right." Peter quipped. I hummed in agreement and focused my attention back on the terrible CGI effects.

The woman on screen was screaming as she ran away from some giant beast. It was covered in blood and scars - a truly terrifying sight. It let out a horrible roar and the woman unsurprisingly tripped, falling onto the muddy ground below her. The beast quickly caught up and tore her to shreds. I winced at the terrible quality of the film. It was obvious the organs and skin were fake.

"You were right this movie is shit. You guys up for some Mario Kart instead?"

"Totally. Losers have to do what the winner says for a day!"

"Oh hell yeah! You're talking my language baby!" Deadpool moved off the couch at the speed of light. I whined at the loss of heat and shifted into Peter, opting to steal his body heat now.

"Hey, (Y/N)."

"Yeah?"

"You should probably check in with your parents to let them know you're okay." I nodded at the suggestion and pulled my phone out. I sighed as I unlocked it, my hands were gonna get cold the longer they were out of the blanket so I chose to just shoot them a quick text message.

Hey mom. Just wanted to let you know I'm rooming with some friends for a little bit, so don't worry about dropping by the house. I love you.

I slipped my phone back into my pocket and cuddled back into Peter's side. Deadpool came back over from setting up the game. He handed me a controller and plopped back down in his previous spot beside me.

"Prepare to lose, noobs."

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The rest of the day was spent battling Wade and Peter on Mario Kart before a winner was finally decided: me. The looks of defeat across the boys' faces were priceless and I had to restrain myself from snapping a picture. Starting tomorrow they were mine to command. I grinned evilly as I planned their demise. It was much later that night when I got the return message from my mom. The ding took me by surprise as I was just finishing getting dressed for bed.

Aw, running away from us, sweetie? That's okay, you weren't who we planned on taking to begin with.

Another ding rang out in the dark room and an image displayed below the previous text. My mom was gagged and her limbs restrained to a chair by rope. A man in purple stood beside her - hand gripping her hair pulling her head up to put her face on display. Bruises and cuts were scattered along her exposed skin and who knows how many more lay beneath her clothes. Tears sprang up in your eyes as you stared at the picture.

Mommy dearest here was my true target. You see, family is everyone's weak spot and I like to exploit that weakness.

Those words broke your resolve and the tears you were holding back made their way down your face, threatening to drip onto the ground. You sniffed and wiped them away - struggling to come up with a response. Your mom was in danger and you didn't know what to do.

"Hey babes, when do you- what's wrong?!" Wade opened the door to your room and immediately took notice of your red, puffy eyes. "Why are you crying doll?" You close your eyes and choked back a sob. You shoved the phone into his hands and flung yourself back onto your bed.

He furrowed his non-existent brows in concern before turning his head to read the messages you had received. You observed his reactions as he read through them - white eyes narrowed then squinting - rage was the most prominent emotion he displayed as he looked back to you. You flinched back from the hard glare. He softened his gaze at your reaction before setting your phone on the nightstand beside your bed. He opened his arms wide and you took the hint, flinging yourself into his strong hold. You cried your pain out onto his shoulder, your whole body shaking as Wade brought up a hand to pet your hair.

"I-I'm so scared, DP. That man has my mom and Lord knows what he's gonna do to her." You hiccuped and pulled away to look up at him.

"Shh, just sleep for now. I'll go talk to the others and we'll figure out where she is. Don't worry your pretty little head, Daddy Deadpool will find and kill that bastard." You exhaled sharply at the nickname he gave himself before you allowed a smile to rest on your face. You hugged the anti-hero tighter.

"Thank you, Wade."