Super Freak (Deadpool x M! Reader)

I sit on Deadpool's lap facing him with my legs on either side of his lap.

I'm currently watching all of his wounds heal after a particularly gruesome fight. He's getting blood all over the couch but that's why we got a red one.

Actually if I'm being quiet honest, this is one of my favorite pass times. It's become a sort of ritual for us. He'll come home and I'll watch his body heal itself and he'll count his money or something. He's always eager to show me.

Now, while looking at his quick healing is fascinating, I also get to look at his bare chest! His torso is rough and scarred and toned and muscular. All qualities that every attractive.

I trace my finger along a large gash that had healed while I was admiring his attractive physique.

Wade set down his money and looked up at the ceiling. He rested his arms loosely on my hips. This is the only time I see him so relaxed. It makes me happy to see him so soothed. I smile softly and kiss a spot on his chest were a bullet hole had healed.

Wade moved his hands slightly up my shirt and rubbed small circles into my sides. He enjoyed the feeling of my skin as much as I did his. Sometimes he told me it felt like silk. I kind of doubt that but then again, I do use a lot of lotion.

I look up at him with a big grin plastered on my face.

"You're such a weirdo." He says softly and lovingly.

It always surprises me when he talks like that. Because, well you know! He's always so loud. But I like it. It's a good surprise. It's a side of him that not a lot of people see and I guess I bring it out of him. I guess I'm kind of honored.

"Oh shut up! You know you love it."

"I wasn't denying it."

"You know, I would be even more of a weirdo if you let me see your face."

He frowned a little. Maybe I shouldn't have brought it up. Seeing his face is a topic of many arguments in this apartment. I don't know why he's so worried about showing me. I'm the king freak of all weirdos. I'd probably love whatever he's hiding. And even if I didn't it's not like I would break up with him. We are boyfriends. A super ultra power couple. I love my crazy Wade no matter what. Nothing will change that. And that's what I tell him. Every. Time.

I smile softly at him. I reach under his mask and caress his cheek. He leans into my touch. I run my thumb across his lips. I feel everything I could. I gently lift his mask just over his lips. I tilt his head up a bit and kiss his lips. He kisses back quite quickly. I smile and pull away too soon.

I pull his mask down and cuddle happily into his chest.

Deadpool wraps his arms around my shoulders, pulling me closer and sings, "He's a super freak, super freak! He's super freaky~" quietly to himself.