"-and then I told him to go fuck himself, and THAT'S when he got up from his wheelchair and proceeded to beat me around the head with my own severed arm."

Missy let out a laugh as she and Wade walked down the dingy steps towards the apartment he shared with Blind Al.

It was late and they had just been out for some cheese fries at a diner on the corner. It wasn't a date, just two friends hanging out. That's the kind of things friends did togther, right?

The pair of them were holding hands, their fingers entwined and their bodies close.

Missy turned herself into his spandex covered body, blocking his way, their faces barely a couple of inches apart.

"That is such bullshit, Wade," she said, poking him in the chest with her finger and letting out a smirk.

Wade grinned behind his mask, staring down at her, his gloved hand slipping around her waist and giving her a gentle squeeze.

"It's the fucking truth! I HAVE seen Professor X standing!" he said moving his masked face closer to hers. "I swear to you, that man does not need that chair. He's just trying to get away with priority parking with that permit of his."

Missy shook her head, tugging at her lip with her teeth.

She kept her hand at his chest, staring up into his white eyes, breathing hard.

"You are such a liar, Wade Wilson," she said, pressing herself closer to him.

Wade let out a throaty growl and tugged off his mask.

"Ow, that hurt my feelings," he said shooting her a frown and leaning forwards.

His lips brushed hers and Missy couldn't help but let out a shaky breath as their mouths met.

Missy smiled into his kiss, as he backed her carefully down the last couple of steps. She squealed into his mouth as he did so.

"What?" said Wade in a playful tone, tugging his lips from hers for a second before diving in for a second kiss. "What?"

They both bustled inside the front door to his apartment, his mouths on each other's and their hands trailing along the other's body, giggling like schoolchildren as they did so.

"Well if it isn't Miss Melissa," came a sudden voice from inside the dingy living room, causing the pair to break instantly apart.

Missy peeked her head around the door, to see Al sitting on the sofa in the darkness, listening to Judge Judy on the TV.

She smoothed down her outfit despite the fact that Al couldn't see her, giving a smile.

"Hi Al," she said, trying to stop herself from laughing, as Wade grabbed her from behind. "How have you been?"

"Oh you know, so-so," said the old lady with sigh. "Still blind, so y'know-"

Wade pressed himself against Missy, as she attempted to pull herself from his grasp, turning her head and smiling back at him.

"That's good…" said Missy distracted, as Wade turned her in his arms, staring down at her wolfishly. "…sorry, I mean… that's bad…."

"I haven't seen you in a while," said Al after a moment or two, as Wade and Missy still silently play-fought behind her. "How's have you been since your injury?"

Wade leaned forwards and pressed a quiet kiss to Missy's lips before pulling away.

Missy breathed hard, her heat pooling inside her and pressed a gentle kiss back as silently as possible.

She tugged her mouth away from him and shot him a look, before speaking.

"Good thanks, Al," she uttered as Wade tried to capture her lips once again but Missy held herself from his reach, teasingly. "All better now. Scars have fully healed."

"Shame you can't say the same for that ball-sack with you," said Al in a sassy tone.

"Hey!" said Wade sternly, pointing at Al. "I don't make jokes about your old lady face. Or your overgrown chin hair."

Al frowned, rubbing her chin with her hand, as Wade turned back to Missy, grinning down at her possessively.

Missy bit her lip once again and stared up into his brown eyes, her fingers toying with the zip at his neck.

"Now if you'll excuse us," said Wade loudly to Al. "Missy and I have some urgent….uh….emails to send from my bedroom."

Missy frowned up at him, as he grasped her hand in his, and tugged her over to the door on their left.

"Emails, yeah right…" uttered Al, shaking her head before turning up the volume on the TV, as the door slammed shut behind her.

The next morning

Missy shrugged on her coat, as she opened the door from Wade's bedroom. She headed into the living room with him in tow.

Threading out her long caramel hair, she turned back to the naked mercenary, smiling shyly.

She blushed as she caught sight of him once again and glanced down at the ground.

She was about to open her mouth to speak when a sudden voice cut across her.

"Morning you two," came the raspy voice of Al from behind them. She was sitting on the sofa, just one seat down from where they had left her the night before.

Dog the Bounty Hunter was on the TV today.

"God," said Wade shooting the old lady a look. "Do you always like creeping up on people, like some black, elderly Batman?"

Al ignored him.

"I'm glad the two of you are back together," she said turning slightly in her seat. "Stops me from walking in on him masturbating every five minutes."

Missy and Wade glanced up at each other.

"Uh, w-were just friends, Al," said Missy, shaking her head and staring over at the old lady.

Al pursed her lips together. "Mmmhmmm…." she said in a disbelieving tone. "Right…"

"She said WE'RE JUST FRIENDS!" said Wade in a loud, irritable tone. "Are you losing your hearing too?"

"No. I heard the two of you going at it like rabbits last night," she uttered in a cool tone. "I might be blind but I sure ain't deaf."

Missy felt her cheeks turning pink and she stared quickly down at the moth-eaten carpet in embarrassment.

"Were you listening to us? Said Wade pointing his finger at the elderly woman before him. "I bet you had a fucking glass to the wall. Pervert!"

"Well, it was hard not to hear," said Al with a shrug.

Missy felt her entire face burning.

"And besides," said the old lady, getting up off the sofa, grasping up her cane as she did so. "I could tell that the pair of you couldn't keep your hands off each other when you came in here last night."

Wade frowned.

"People who are just friends, don't act like that around each other," she continued with a small sigh, reaching for her mug that was sat on the table, before bringing it back to the sofa with her and flopping back down. "Trust me."

Missy chewed on her lip, chancing a glance back at the merc to her right.

"I get that you're obviously bitterly jealous," said Wade in a goading voice to Al. "but can you just shut the fuck up, please? For all our sakes."

Missy slapped his shoulder. "Wade," she said in a reprimanding voice, shaking her head. "Look, I need to go, I'm late for work as it is."

She glanced back over at Al. "Bye Al," she called, heading for the door as Wade followed.

"Bye Honey," said Al, turning back towards the TV.

Missy opened the front door and stepped out before turning back to Wade.

"Sure you don't want me to walk you to work?" he said raising his non-existent eyebrows.

Missy glanced down at his fully naked form and smiled. "I'll be fine, I'll just get the subway from the station around the corner," she said parting her lips and leaning in towards him.

He let out a wolfish grin, running a hand down her waist and pulling her into him.

"How about I come by later tonight," he said, his lips lingering near hers. "We could do Netflix and-"

"Chill?" she offered with a purr.

Wade breathed hard and gave a throaty groan.

"Well I was going to say pizza…but chill sounds good too," he said with a hungry growl. "That's what friends are for, right?"

Missy gave a slow nod staring into his brown eyes, as she pressed her lips to his.

Their mouths moved against each other hungrily, as Wade backed her up against the outside wall, pressing his hips into hers.

They pulled away for a split second before going back in for several gentle, open mouthed kisses.

Missy finally tugged her lips away after an age and shot him a grin.

"I might just have to call and say I'm going to have to be a little late into work today," she said breathlessly, as Wade still kept her pinned against the wall. "My friend needs some help with some...…emails…so…"

Wade smiled. "Emails," he nodded seriously, pressing small kiss to her lips. "Of course…"

Missy gave a wide, suggestive smile before grasping his hand in her own once again and dragging him back into the apartment and in the direction of the bedroom.

"Uh, you go on ahead," said Wade, letting go of her slender fingers momentarily.

Missy gave him a questioning smile before nodding, removing her coat and heading back into his room.

As soon as the door was pushed to, Wade raced over to Al, snatching the remote from her hands. Before she could say anything, he turned the volume all the way up on the TV, so that Dog the Bounty Hunter was blaring out, causing the entire apartment to shudder.

"You say a word," he said, with a threatening whisper into Al's ear. "I'm warning you, I'm naked and I will tea-bag you."

The old lady merely grumbled silently, folding her arms across herself as Wade strutted back into the bedroom.

"Just friends, my ass," she murmured to herself, as the door slammed closed once again.

Luckily for her, Wade was too pre-occupied to notice.

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