So Wade Wilson ^ setting - Wade trys to get you to eat his fav food.
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"Just try it."

"I'm seriously good," you responded pushing the food away from your face.

Wade frowned at you and unwrapped the chimichanga. You really wanted to try it. But you weren't a fan of tomatoes and onions.

"I'm going to eat it then."

He grabbed the food in his hand and waved it in front of your face once more. Then he gently took a bite.

"Wow. Mmm. You need to try this, Y/N." He grinned at you with a taco filled mouth. You cringed and ripped the chimichanga from his hands.

"Okay whatever."

You took a bite of a part that was not bitten and attempted to chew it. Soon enough, you spit it out and started spitting in the ground.

"Aww," he grumbled and took the chimichanga from you.

"That was the worst food I have ever eaten!" You exclaimed. You grabbed his water and started gulping it down.

"You just have a bad taste of food." With those words he ate the rest of the taco. You rolled your eyes.

"Anyways, I have to go back to work," he said and stood up. You stood up with him and pushed your chair back in.

"Okay. I'll see you whenever. Bye!" You turned around and tried to walk off. He grabbed your shoulder and turned you around.

To be truthful, you expected him to smash his lips on yours. But instead, he pressed the bill to your face.

"I paid the bill last time." You rolled your eyes. He could've been a gentleman and paid it again... Nah, never mind, it's Wade you're talking about.

"I don't have any money," you said hopefully.

He grabbed the bill again and pretended to study it. He looked up and smirked at you.

"Why don't I believe you?"

You shyly smiled.

He quickly kissed you and you shrieked. He started walking away and you stared at his back.

"What the {redacted} Wade." You whispered as you pulled out some money and slapped it on the table. You grinned as you started walking home. He finally kissed you.

Your favorite author - Michelangelo