Date me
Request: :hey my fave, can I ask for a request of Deadpool of the reader and their first date? love you! ❤❤ @littleravenwrites
A/N: okay I tried hope you like it. sorry it wasn’t what you really wanted I don’t know and sorry it’s late.
You were getting ready for a date with your favorite person in the world and your best friend, of course he may have been an annoying, sarcastic asshole but you loved him, and he loved you. You remember when you first met him, it was on the rooftop at your work, you remember going up there frustrated at your boss for taking away the one day you were off, you had suffered from a break up that day as well and you just weren’t having a good day. That’s when you saw him, yup folks Deadpool now at the time you didn’t know who he really was, you just knew him as the fucked-up butt plug Deadpool. He never told you his real name he would just tell you to call him DP I guess it was for your own safety for now. Once the two of you got closer you eventually got to know who he really was, you finally knew his name and started spending the most time together, and that’s when it happened it hit you like a bad of bricks you developed a crush on Deadpool, and you didn’t even see what he really looked like under all of that red. some friend huh?
“Go on a date with me?” Deadpool asked you as he was sitting with you on your couch. You turned to look at him, he had asked you this question over, and over again and you simply would answer back with “Show me your face.” And he would just sigh and say, “Forget it.” Weeks had passed and once again he asked you out on a date as the both of you were on your balcony “Y/n go on a date with me?” You sighed knowing that if you were to tell him the same thing again he would just say never mind and move on. You shrugged and smiled “I’d love to go out with you DP.”
And that my friends is how you got here, to this very day. You checked yourself in the mirror making sure you had no tags, or anything left on your little black dress. You wore your hair down and lightly applied your makeup. You had been excited for this date, maybe today was the day Deadpool would show his real face to you. As you finished getting ready your phone went on with a text message from Deadpool telling you the address of where to meet him at. You had been curious as to what he had planned, you had hoped it wasn’t anything weird or odd.
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When you arrived, you had recognized your destination, “Why did he bring me to his house?” you shook your head and went up to his apartment. You knocked on his door which opened slowly the lights were dim and candles had been placed everywhere, with rose petals all over the floor. When you looked to the bed you saw Deadpool laying, his mask only revealed his mouth and he was holding a rose inside of it. “It took you long enough.” He said standing up and pulling his mask back down. He walked towards you and handed you the rose. “What’s all this?” you smiled as you continued looking at it. He had a table in the middle of his room that had a candle and a vase that contained one red rose in the middle of the table. It had been set with two plates and silverware. “I wanted our first date to be special, just the two of us.” He said popping the bottle of wine and pouring you a wine glass. “This is incredible.”
He handed you the wine glass and you took a sip of it, “Shall we sit?” he said and went to the table to pull your chair open for you. You smirked and sat down. “I hope you don’t mind, pop-tarts, you see I had a whole meal planned for us but then …” You chuckled lightly “It’s perfect.” This made Deadpool smile underneath his mask, he really liked you, in fact he loved you, but he had been way too afraid to tell you, and of course he felt like one look at his real face and you’d be gone. “I hope you like strawberry pop-tarts, they’re my favorite.” He said as he placed the pop-tarts on the table. “Eat up.”
Hours had went by and you guys spoke, of course you would speak all of the time but this time it was much more interesting, you learned more about Deadpool inside and on the outside, he hadn’t let anyone in as much as he let you in, well in fact the only other person he would ever let in was Vanessa and after she had passed away he had no one, until now. It had been getting late and you didn’t want to go, you wanted to spend the whole night with him, but you knew he wasn’t going to allow that. You frowned at the thought of this and he had noticed it “Hey.” He said placing his hand on top of yours. “ Are you okay?” You looked down and shook your head “It’s just, I love you…but ….I…I know you don’t want to show me your face, but isn’t it time you showed me?” Deadpool sighed “You’d run away y/n I …I can’t lose you to this hideous face of mine, you won’t like it.” You shook your head and bit the inside of your lip “I would like you if you had five eyes, show me.” Deadpool had stayed silent for a moment and closed his eyes underneath his mask, he wanted to show you but he was afraid, afraid that you would go, and he would be alone once again but he would have to show you sooner or later.
“Fine…” he slowly pulled up his mask revealing his lips, and then his nose until it was completely off. “This is me, this is what I look like.” You had stayed silent examining every part of his face, the face of the one person you loved. “Say something…” He said choking back a tear. You moved close to him and lightly brushed your fingers against his face. “I love you.” The both of you kissed as if it were the first kiss you both have ever had. That night you had spent it with him, you had spent that first date with the one man you loved and you never wanted to let go.
