I love you, and I’m so sorry. My grandfather said we could stay with him. I’ll explain later. Much, much later.
Hey. *gently tucks a finger under her chin and kisses her lips* I love you too, we’ll be okay. *he goes to pack as much as he can*
elfinexile replied to your post: -walks in with a subtle limp, trying to hide a blooming bruise on her cheek with her hair-Jesus, Wade, no!Then you were in a fight.. *he walks up to you quickly and wraps his arm around your waist gently and slowly pushes your hair away* Teej.. Who did this to you? I’ll kill him!
Wade, I…did a bad thing. We have to go. We have to go now. We have to hide.
Shit Teej, what’d you get yourself into? I can get us out, Guns-a-blazin! We’ll fight together, my back to yours, completely surrounded, I’ll be brad Pit, and you’ll be Angelina Jolie. Except the part where we like fought eachother and stuff.
Not this time, babe. I’m sorry. Not this time. I—I think I pissed off SHIELD.
Oh man, I really don’t wanna sit in another cell stuck with me, myself and I again. Grab the dogs, I’ll grab the bags and shit.
elfinexile replied to your post: -walks in with a subtle limp, trying to hide a blooming bruise on her cheek with her hair-Jesus, Wade, no!Then you were in a fight.. *he walks up to you quickly and wraps his arm around your waist gently and slowly pushes your hair away* Teej.. Who did this to you? I’ll kill him!
Wade, I…did a bad thing. We have to go. We have to go now. We have to hide.
Shit Teej, what’d you get yourself into? I can get us out, Guns-a-blazin! We’ll fight together, my back to yours, completely surrounded, I’ll be brad Pit, and you’ll be Angelina Jolie. Except the part where we like fought eachother and stuff.
elfinexile replied to your post: -walks in with a subtle limp, trying to hide a blooming bruise on her cheek with her hair-
Jesus, Wade, no!
Then you were in a fight.. *he walks up to you quickly and wraps his arm around your waist gently and slowly pushes your hair away* Teej.. Who did this to you? I’ll kill him!
-walks in with a subtle limp, trying to hide a blooming bruise on her cheek with her hair-
Whoa, hey, I know that look.
Either you got in a fight, or you had some great sex. But I don’t remember having sex…
Are you cheating on me?
HA! I KNEW IT! *victory lap* Love you too, Cuddles.That’s the only time I’ll ever admit it!
Mwahahahaha… *cackles and frames a needlepoint piece on the wall*
*It reads: “I kicked Deadpool’s ass at baking.”*
Oh bring it Astrid! 1v1, Cooking Mama.
I’ll kick your ass.Your leotard-wearing butt is MINE, Wilson.
Actually It’s Tj’s. But i’m up for sharing it if she is!
