Missy gave a yawn and a stretch as she opened her eyes.

It was a warm, sunny morning and, most importantly, a Saturday. A day where she could get up late and do nothing the entire day. And today she didn't plan to do anything important at all.

She gave another long stretch before reaching for her cell phone.

She frowned, no messages.

She hadn't heard from Wade in days, which was very unlike him. If he wasn't hanging out with her, he was bombarding her with texts (the majority of them just containing the eggplant emoji and nothing else).

Not that she was worried or anything. She knew he could handle himself. And she doubted she had done anything to upset him...

But didn't help that horrible knot that sat at the bottom of her stomach every time she thought of him.

Her fingers hovered over his name in her messages.

Would it be weird to send him a text to ask if he was ok?

She bit her lip and let out a long breath, before her fingers began dancing across the keys.

Hey, how r u? typed Missy, before hurriedly deleting it.

She tried again.

Hey asshole, where the hell are you?

No, that was too much. She deleted it and paused for a second before typing once more.

You want to come over for breakfast? I got a free sample of that cereal with the marshmallows you like. Get it now before it goes in the trash.

Missy clicked send and chewed on her bottom lip. She was just about to click the home button and check Twitter, when a message suddenly dinged on screen.

It was Wade.

She quickly clicked into it.

Liar! I've been rooting through your kitchen for the past 30 minutes and I do not see any fucking lucky charms [angry face emoji] [eggplant emoji] XXXXXX

Missy frowned for a long moment before slowly turning to stare at her closed bedroom door.

Hauling the covers off herself, she ran from her bedroom and turned the corner into her kitchenette.

She skidded to a halt as she suddenly caught sight of Wade sitting on top of one of her kitchen counters, swinging his legs like a little kid.

"Morning sleepyhead," he uttered in a playful voice, glancing up at her she entered the room. "Well don't you look totally fuckable this morning…"

Missy, who was dressed in just an oversized t-shirt and her underwear, reddened, and tugged at the shirt, attempting to pull it down over her butt.

"Don't get all shy on me," he said, cocking his head at her. "I've seen you in more compromising outfits that that."

It was true. Wade always had a knack or walking in on her half way through getting dressed or undressed.

She still hadn't asked him for her key back, yet though. That was definitely still on her to-do list!

She removed her hand from the hem of her shirt and sauntered over to the counter with a sigh, as Wade's white eyes followed her.

"Should I even bother to ask why you're at my apartment this early in the morning?" she said, reaching for the coffee on the top shelf of one of her cupboards.

Wade leaned forwards, his face just a few inches from her ass, watching her t-shirt ride up as she stretched.

"I was bored…..couldn't sleep," he said after a moment, finally pulling away and grabbing the pot of coffee Missy was reaching for and handing it to her.

"And you thought hanging out in my apartment while I slept was a good fucking idea, did you?" she said in response, picking up two mugs from the drainer.

There was a moment's silence where Wade merely watched her as she filled the coffee pot.

Missy glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow.

"I haven't seen you around in a few days… you…..er, you usually text…" she said quietly, chewing on her bottom lip.

There was short pause before Wade quickly removed his mask, revealing a wide grin.

"You missed me didn't you?" he said hopping down from the counter as Missy turned away, heading off into the living room, padding across the kitchen on bare feet.

He quickly moved around her, placing both arms either side of the doorframe, stopping her in her tracks.

Missy rolled her eyes, crossing her arms across herself. "No," she uttered with a nonchalant shrug. "….It's only that it was nice to have a few days peace and quiet is all."

Wade smiled and leaned in towards her.

"No, you fucking missed me," he said with a laugh, as his scarred face lit up. "I knew it…"

Missy shook her head and turned away, as a smile twitched onto her lips. "Whatever.." she muttered with a sigh before moving over to pour coffee into each of their mugs.

"So are we going to stay in our jimmy-jams all day and watch cartoons? Can we? Can we?" said Wade, hopping up and down like an excited child.

Missy pressed a mug of steaming coffee into his gloved hands and gave a groan. "One moment I don't hear from you for a week, the next I get you from morning until…. well, God knows when…"

She moved into the living room, taking seat on the sofa, curling her feet up underneath herself as Wade followed.

He somehow manged to leap over the back of the couch and land right next to her without spilling even a drop of his coffee.

"You know, I could become a permanent fixture and then I'd never have to leave you," he sighed. "Just say the word and the D from Deadpool could be yours."

Missy raised an eyebrow, shooting him an unimpressed look.

"I'm just saying…" he uttered with a shrug, throwing his arm around her shoulders .

He picked up the TV remote and began flicking through the channels, coming to a stop on a Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles cartoon.

Missy took a sip of her coffee before glancing up at Wade out the corner of her eye.

It wasn't often she caught the Merc off-guard like this. But here he was sitting next to her, mask off, arm around her, but a frown was plastered across his face.

A look of worry and torment lingered across his scarred features, the like of Missy had never seen before.

"You enjoying the view there, Honey-buns?" he said, taking a slurp of his coffee and turning slowly to face her.

Missy reddened.

"Just wondering why you're being so quiet today?" she asked rubbing absent-mindedly at her bare legs. "You get another ass kicking from Cyclops?"

She gazed up at him with a smirk, trying to goad him into a response.

He narrowed his eyes at her. "You really think that that fucking oversized laser-pointer would even have chance? Pffft."

Missy shifted in her seat, turning to face him. "So why aren't you acting like you're usual crazy self?" she said digging him in the side with her finger. "Don't get me wrong, I'm fucking delighted about this new Wade Wilson, who doesn't drop in and bother me for every minute of every day and who doesn't run his mouth off. But that's not…well…you."

Wade gave a sigh, placing down his mug and running a hand across his scarred face.

Missy chewed on her lip nervously. Wade was never usually this quiet or subdued. He was always the one to cheer her up when she was down, not the other way around.

He gave a pout and shifted slightly, removing his arm from behind her, and resting his head against Missy's shoulder.

"It's been two years to the day since I was turned into a giant ball-sack," he said in a slow voice, pointing to his face. "I'm just a little pissy today, k'now?"

Missy gave a nod. Wade rarely ever spoke of the torture that made him look this way and turned him into a self-healing killing machine. From what she had gleaned from the little he had told her, it was all still a pretty touchy subject for him and one he would rather forget. But Missy knew that sometimes old wounds sometimes didn't want to heal in the way you wanted them to.

"Understandable-" she quietly uttered in a sympathetic tone.

"So I went on a bit of a fucking rampage this week, killed a bunch of bad guys, ate a whole truck load of tacos, got really drunk, thinking it would make me feel better…" said Wade in a sad voice.

"I'm guessing that didn't work-" said Missy, as Wade trailed his gloved fingers down her bare legs.

"Well, the tacos really hit the spot, I'll tell you that," he said. "But that was like two days ago…..and I am STARVING!"

Missy rolled her eyes. "You want me to make you breakfast?" she asked with a sigh, cocking her head at him.

He gave a nod and stared up her with wide, pleading eyes. "French toast with cinnamon… and those little blueberries on the side… if you're making…"

"Guess I am…" said Missy with a huff, just as Wade's hand suddenly slid up Missy's thigh heading up towards her panties.

"Or you could try and cheer me up some other way?" he said, raising a non-existent eyebrow suggestively.

But Missy slapped his hand away.

"French toast is your limit…" she uttered, shaking her head and peeling him off her.

She headed off into the kitchenette once again.

"Are you sure?" called Wade after her. "I'm sure you taste fucking great with cinnamon sprinkled all over you."

Missy paused by the door and glanced back at him over her shoulder.

"Baby, I don't need cinnamon… because I taste good enough to eat already," she uttered smiling and biting her lip before heading into the kitchen out of sight.

Wade's mouth dropped open.

He breathed hard, a wide grin appearing at his lips.

"It's only taken me a year… but, after all this time, I've FINALLY…got you to flirt back…" Wade let out a loud 'woop', punching the air with his gloved hand. "From now on, forget what happened way back, I'm making this the anniversary of the day I finally wore you down."

From the kitchen Missy smiled to herself as she cracked two eggs into a bowl.

"Give me one more year and we'll be on a beach somewhere having great honeymoon sex…" he called through to her.

"In your dreams, Wade," she said, peeking her head back around the door.

Wade grinned and pulled at his bottom lip with his teeth.

"Oh it already is, baby, I can assure you that!" he uttered, staring at her with hungry eyes.

Missy merely shook her head and sauntered back into the kitchen, rolling her eyes as she did so.

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