I awoke in the middle of the night, wondering how the hell did I get mixed up in this situation? Not only had I found the biggest break in my career, but I had also sleep with it... for a week.
*Backflash*
He smiled widely, though it could have basically been any kind of expression seeing as he had a mask which covered the whole of his face. But from his body language, Deadpool seemed to be legitimately happy to see me.
"Hey!" He approached waggling along, "oh man you came at the right time." He held my arms, the smell of his pheromone hit my nose and I really did try to resist but.. it was surprisingly strong.
Without much explanation or anything Deadpool kissed me forcibly, with one thing going to another. I completely lost control of me and the next thing I knew my phone warned me that a week had passed already, and Deapool? Gone by the last day with a note saying "thanks."