Warning(s): Violence.
Title: Chimichangas and Chaos
Number in series: One
Pairing: Wade Wilson x Reader
Fandom: X-Men
Word Count: 1,008
(A/N: This is a commission for the lovely TheStealthFox)
You were leaning against a wall, feeling quite relaxed as bullets zoomed passed your head. Almost everyone would be freaking out or at least a bit tense because they were getting shot at, but you weren't most people. You were actually calm even though some of the bullets got a little too close for comfort. This situation was a normal occurrence for you. You were used to bullets being about a foot away (or closer) from you. You weren't scared. You hadn't been scared in a long time...You didn't miss that time. You were weak back then but now you are strong. You liked being strong but in reality, wouldn't everyone want to be strong?
"Yeah, ten points!" You were broken out of your daze by a loud laugh and then the sound of multiple bullets being shot away from you. You blinkered, confused as to what just happened. Shouldn't they be shooting at you? Did S.H.I.E.L.D. send backup? They knew that you worked alone! You narrowed your eyes and were going to start yelling at the agent. You looked around the wall and for the second time in a few minutes, you were confused.
Instead of an agent fighting the people who were shooting at you, it was a man in a red and black suit. You had never seen him before...Was he one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s newest agents? You hadn't seen him in the headquarters but if he was new... Just as you were about to move and start helping the man, you noticed that he was shot. Your eyes widened and you quickly grabbed your gun.
"Hey now! You guys don't have to be rude!" Once again, you were shocked and confused by what you saw (Today truly was a confusing day). The man who had just been shot in the chest multiple times was up and moving! He wasn't dead or even acting like he was hurt at all. He was up and running around, slashing at the men. Soon most of the men were dead and you shot the last one, realizing you hadn't done much on your own mission. This mystery guy had done most of it.
You walked forward, your gun still in your hand as you wanted to be ready in case you had to fight this guy. He seemed to be dangerous and you didn't want to be off guard when and if he decided to fight you. You weren't sure if he was an agent like you or what but you knew that he would most likely be able to kill you easily.
"Who are you?" You asked, seeming to startle the man for a second as he turned to face you. It was hard to read his facial expression but it did show a bit of emotion. You weren't sure how he was able to do it but he was able to show some emotion through his mask...You just brushed it off, deciding not to question it. That seemed like it was easier than questioning it.
"Well, my name that you need to know is Deadpool, don't wear it out hun." He smirked as he put his swords away, probably realizing that he wasn't going to fight you. Not because of his morals, he would fight a woman, but because you were cute as heck! He wondered if he could convince you to go out and get some chimichangas with him...
"Are you working for S.H.I.E.L.D.? I haven't seen you around before..." You narrowed your eyes and looked him up and down, trying to decide if you should be worried or not. He was confusing...It was hard to read anything from him and you had been professionally trained by S.H.I.E.L.D. to be able to read people. It was odd that you weren't able to read him.
"I don't work for S.H.I.E.L.D., but baby, I can work my way into your heart." You assumed that he winked, but you couldn't see his eyes so you weren't sure. He set his hands on his hips as he looked at you, a smirk being present behind his mask. He was proud of that pick-up line. He had just come up with it on the spot.
You scoffed, rolling your eyes. You couldn't believe that he had just used that pick-up line on you. He had just finished killing multiple people, got shot, but he still thought that this was the best time to be hitting on you. You shook your head, glancing down at the ground before starting to walk away.
"Alright then, well thanks for the help I guess." You shrugged your shoulders as you walked out of the building. You got on your motorcycle, glad that you had driven it here instead of your car... You just finished putting your helmet on when you noticed that he was staring at you.
"What?"
He kept staring at you, as if he wanted to say something but wasn't. You didn't think that it was possible for him to stay silent and not say something stupid but here he was, standing there with his arms hung loosely at his side. He shook his head as if he was breaking himself out of a daze.
"See you later. Maybe we can go and get some food later." He said, waving as you started up your motorcycle.
"Yeah...Maybe." You chuckled, rolling your eyes as you started to drive away. You thought that would be the last time that you would see that man in the red and black suit. It wasn't though...Deadpool knew that he was going to see you again. All he had to do was get your address. That wouldn't be hard. It would be a piece of cake for him to be able to do that.
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