Missy gave a huge stretch and blinked open her eyes.
It was a Saturday morning and, as usual, Missy found herself in bed alone.
She had gotten used to finding herself without Wade's presence in the mornings. It was a common occurrence for him to be off on a job somewhere, having slipped off, the moment Missy had fallen asleep.
She knew he had been on a bit of a mission lately. He had been asked by SHEILD if he could see off a gang that was kidnapping young girls and selling them into the sex trade. Of course, Wade had declined to Nick Fury's face, but had still proceeded to track down each member of the gang one by one.
What he had done with them, Missy didn't want to know…
But at least it was a good cause for once.
Missy had encouraged him to take the job if anything. She hated hearing about this type of things in the news, and if Wade could save some girls from some pretty horrific lives then all the better for it.
Wade could handle this type of thing, no problem….
But that still didn't stop her worrying about him…
Things between them had been amazing these past six months.
She smiled to herself, just as the door burst open and in came the masked merc, himself.
He was dressed in his Deadpool outfit, with black and red mask pulled snuggly over his face.
"You're finally awake," he said in a goading voice, leaping onto the bed next to her. "I've been so fucking bored."
Missy stifled a yawn and reached over, checking the time on her phone. "It's not even 9am," she said rolling her eyes. "And besides, its Saturday, Wade. You need to let me have at least one lie-in a week if you insist on keeping me up so late every night."
He sprawled out on the bare sheets beside her, propping his head up with his hand.
"Hey! I don't hear you complaining when you're flat on your back screaming my name at 2am," he said in a playful tone. "You should be more grateful."
Missy rolled her eyes, running a hand through her long caramel hair.
"I'm just concerned is all. Y'know, when you're out there running on little or no sleep?" she said, cocking an eyebrow at him.
Wade shifted up the bed, tugging away the sheets that covered Missy's bare legs and coming to lean over her.
"I don't need sleep," he muttered in a low husky voice. "You're like the caffeine that keeps me going."
Missy grinned as he positioned himself on top of her.
"Oh yeah?" she said tugging on her lip with her teeth.
"Mmmhmmm," he said sliding a gloved hand down to her thigh and positioning her legs either side of his hips. He tugged his mask from his face and tossed it to the floor. "Just one taste and I'm fucking wired for hours."
He leant down and lapped at her neck with his tongue.
Missy let out a soft moan as he ground his hips into hers.
"Fuck me, Wade," she managed to purr into his ear.
He lifted his head and gazed into her green eyes, letting out a wolfish grin.
"Oh, don't you worry…" he growled hungrily. "…Daddy's gonna."
"If I had to choose…" said Missy with a groan as she pushed open the door to her apartment later that day. "…..I guess I'd pick Cyclops."
They had been out for most of the afternoon. Missy desperate to get a few things done over the weekend and Wade had of course insisted on accompanying her the entire time. But as much as she complained, she did love being with him more and more with every day that passed…
Wade looked up at her in shocked disgust.
"Cyclops?" he shot back at her. "That poindexter? He's got about as much fuckability as a piss-covered pineapple."
Missy shook her head.
"Well I'm not having sex with Beast! Have you seen him?" she said with a shudder. "I'd be frightened he's start coughing up hairballs."
The pair stumbled into her living room, Wade shutting the front door behind him as they did so.
"See, I think I'd marry Beast, fuck Colossus and kill Cyclops," said Wade matter-of-factly as Missy removed her jacket.
"You'd fuck Colossus?" she asked smiling and raising an eyebrow towards the masked merc.
Wade grabbed Missy around the waist, causing her to let out a squeal in surprise.
"Oh I most definitely would. With a name like Colossus, can you imagine the size of his giant metal penis?" he said clutching her tightly, causing her to let out a laugh.
"Ugh, I do not want to imagine that, thanks," she said grinning and slipping out of Wade's clutches.
She moved into to the bedroom, slipping off her ballet pumps as she did so.
"Oh and Cyclops would be your choice?" he said following her. He folded his arms across his broad chest.
Missy glanced at Wade over her shoulder and wrinkled her nose. "I don't know," she said with a shrug. "He's got that serious, 'don't mess with me', type of thing going on. And besides, his glasses are kind of cute."
Wade gave a loud huff but Missy merely smiled, opening her wardrobe and placing her jacket neatly inside.
"Don't get jealous," she said shooting him a smirk as she wandered past him into the bathroom.
Wade narrowed his white eyes at her. "I am not jealous! Of that oversized laser-pointer? Give me a fucking break."
He automatically followed her into the bathroom but Missy turned around and shot him a frown.
"Uh, baby…" she said poking him in the chest with her finger. "Can I please have two minutes alone to pee in peace?"
Wade gave another huff as Missy shoved him out of the room and closed the door behind him.
"Shall we have takeout tonight?" shouted Missy through the closed door. "We could have mexican food?"
She heard Wade pause for a moment, his voice sounding slightly muffled. "As long as it doesn't involve walking anywhere to get it, I'm easy," he yelled back to her.
Missy glanced over to the closed door before moving over to the sink to wash her hands.
It was unlike Wade to be so unenthusiastic about tacos. She had known him to get a two hour cab ride out of the city to grab food at a roadside burrito stand he liked.
"How about we get a couple of chimichangas, some tachos and a few enchiladas to share?" she suggested, rising her hands under the faucet.
"Sounds…good…" came another muffled answer, much quieter this time.
Missy gave a frown, drying her hands on a towel.
He definitely didn't sound very enthusiastic.
"Or we could get pizza if you'd prefer?"
There was no answer.
"Wade?" she asked, glancing up at her appearance in the mirror. She unpinned her long hair, letting it tumble down her back.
Again there came no reply.
Quickly moving over to the door, Missy hauled it open…
There, on the bed, his entire body sprawled out across the bedsheets, lay Wade Wilson, a faint snoring sound emanating from his masked mouth.
She could see his chest rising and falling gently with each long, slow breath.
Missy smiled warmly.
She knew his lack of sleep had been bound to catch up on him at some point.
And for his sake, she was glad that it was now.
"Good night Wade," she whispered quietly, glancing back at him once again.
She let out a sigh and shut the door with a gentle snap.
Right now, she really did love him more than anything…
"…Chimichanga…" he murmured back, with affection, before rolling over and falling into a much needed sleep.
Just so you know there are only two chapters left of this story. And just a little heads up….the next chapter may be quite….um...important…
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