#roommate reader

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All I wanna do is cuddle, ok? I’m so freaking tired.

Logan Howlett x Wade Wilson x You

Imagine coming home to the guys who you’re rooming with, and you’re just tired from a 12 hour work day. You plop on the couch and lay your head back. You start to doze only to find Logan coming out of his shared bedroom with Wade to pick up your tired ass and walk back into their room, bridal style. It’s an uncommon event.

“Logan?” You ask. He grunts.

“What are you doing?”

He sets you down in the middle of their bed. Wade returns Logan’s pillow and presses up to your left side, wrapping an arm and a leg around you.

“Oh,” you whisper. You’re still fully dressed from work.

Logan lays down next you and slowly slides an arm under your neck. You adjust, placing your head on his chest and listen to his steady heartbeat.

After a minute, you grunt and use one hand under the blanket to work your blue jeans open, slowly wiggling it off.

“What are you doing?” Logan asks tiredly in his gruff voice.

“Taking off my pants. Jeans hurt to sleep in.”

Wade hums, sits up, throws the blanket off you, and pulls off the jeans revealing white bikini underwear and crew socks.

You take the opportunity to remove your shirt revealing a matching undershirt.

“Matchy matchy,” Wade sleepily teases before pulling the blanket back over you two and cuddling back up against you, spooning. He nuzzles into your hair and relaxes.

Your heartbeats quick for a minute, Logan squeezes you as a reminder you’re safe, before you’re able to calm down.

You’re comfy.

They’re comfy.

Wade always gets a boner from everything.

Fuck it.

You’re tired and these two are amazing cuddlers.

😴

[synthe4u]

You don't remember when you agreed to share a house with your friend, but you sure as hell don't regret it.

Sure, he may be noisy sometimes, but he's a good friend. He also pays his half of the bills on time.

You're usually the cook and he cleans the dishes. He says it's because he's the Soap you need, but you suppose the joke flew over your head.

Speaking of flying, he once threw one of his friends into the window. You're glad you're not renting a place anymore, but now he had to pay for the damage.

You don't remember his friend's name, but you know he is also a coworker of your roommate.

Your roommate, Johnny, is also very active. Whenever he's not doing something else, he's exercising in the small gym you two have in the house.

It might just be why he decided to buy the house, because of the gym.

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@poolverine-bingo fill: dessert

Title: Third wheel

Word count: 219

Rated: Mature

Warnings: Wade in Logan’s lap, making out

Characters: AFAB reader roommate, Wade Wilson, Logan Howlett

Summary: You watch the two make out and question your life’s choices.

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You’re sitting there across the table watching Wade on Logan’s lap feeding him ice cream, making a fucking mess. You can decide whether to watch the train wreck or give up and hide in your room. Your own ice cream melted a long time ago.

Your head rests in your palm, Wade licking Logan’s sticky, sweet neck and getting all that stubble across his tongue. You wonder how that feels.

You suddenly wonder if Logan has a tongue like a cat or just a normal tongue. You can’t tell by looking at them lick each other clean. You really need a boyfriend or girlfriend. Your toys are only so good when you could be getting kisses and cuddles, or a lap full of your girl or boy feeding you melted ice cream and licking it off your chest.

“Fuck,” you exclaim, stand up so fast the chair falls, and stomp to your room. “Get a fucking room, love birds,” you holler before slamming your bedroom door.

Wade has his tongue down Logan's throat when he pauses and looks up. “Did you hear something, peanut?”

“They’re just jealous,” Logan murmurs against Wade’s skin.

“We should put on a show for them,” Wade smirks.

“Later,” Logan huffs before grabbing Wade’s face and sticking his tongue back into it.