With eyes sharp and calculating, like those of a hawk, Tony inspected every details even the most insignificant ones of Wade's face. While they usually kept their masks on during their usual card games, the August heat had decided otherwise and unfortunately, the warehouse they were in had no air conditioning. Deadpool's face was now bare of any textile but as for Tony, he preferred to keep the protective hood on that only showed his stunning brown eyes. He watched the mercenary's trembling hands fiddling with his cards as well as the fine droplets of sweat that came to bead Wade's forehead. The icy silence was immediately broken by Deadpool's high-pitched almost childish voice.
"Haha, you're finished Tasky. Check that out !"
He immediately placed a triumphant hand on the old wooden barrel, which was used as a table by the two mercenaries, with a victorious look and a little malicious smile that Tony despised. Every time Wade had this grin on his face, Taskmaster had only one thought crossing his mind : hit this stupid smile out of Wilson's face with his bare fists. Even if it was usually enough for Wilson to simply open his mouth for him to suddenly feel a violent urge to knock him out. Tony let out a cynical almost mocking laugh and put the cards on the work surface. Swaying on his chair like a child, he placed his hands behind his head and gave his opponent a superior look.
"You really suck at this game, you know that ?"
"Cheater! You switched your cards, I saw it !"
With a certain belligerent glint in his usually empty eyes, Wade then proceeded to throw the cards as well as the entire table across the room and tried to grab Tony's neck. Taskmaster dodged with ease the attack, causing Wade to fall violently on the concrete floor. Tony then got up from his chair with a sigh, bending over Wade.
"It's not cheating Wilson, it's talent. Which you obviously lack."
"Talent my ass, it's just luck."
Tony stood up and looked at his watch. He had to finish a contract given a week prior. It was his last job of the month and he had one thought on his mind : leaving the US for a well-deserved vacation in a more tropical place like the Maldives or the Canary Islands. He proceeded to turn his head and looked at the table as well as the cards, which were spread across the room, and then turned back to Wade. If Tony hated many things, one thing always bothered him more than the others: the mess and especially other people's mess. He couldn't help it, everything had to be perfectly in its respective place or he would cranky for the rest of the day. He looked at Wade, still lying on the concrete floor of the old building.
"I have to go, clean this up."
Wade then jumped back on his feet, looking outraged before reproaching himself in a very annoying way, dare I say intimate, to his playmate. Tony was going to hit him if Wade stepped any closer but instead, he choose to just turn around and retrieved his weapons and mask behind him. Wade then began to protest alone in the middle of the room, gesticulating his arms in all directions and stating that it wasn't his fault if the table flew across the room and that technically it was Tony's fault and therefore it was Tony's job to clean up the mess. Taskmaster felt himself boiling inside (it was common knowledge that he had some anger issues to fix) and faced him again, looking him straight in the eyes.
"It wasn't a request Wilson, it was an order."
Wade slightly squinted his eyes before chuckling loudly. He immediately placed one of his fingers on the skeletal nose of Tony's mask, as if he were petting the nose of an animal.
"You're cute when you get mad."
Blushing behind his mask, Tony violently pushed Wade's hand out of his face before heading for the building's exit door, muttering incomprehensible words.
"Oh, come back Tasky ! You know I'm kidding or not if you're in a kinky mood."
Tony slammed the door behind him and proceeded to lock it while hearing Wade call him repeatedly. He opened the door of his car and climbed in, putting his weapons on the passenger seat. His phone rang immediately. He turned on the homescreen and saw that it was a notification from Wade. He grumbled and rolled his eyes before unlocking his phone and seeing the picture and message that he had left him. It was a simple selfie of Wade with his thumb up and smiling, in front of the table in his original place and with the cards properly organized on the barrel. All this accompanied by a message.
- Happy ? See u next friday for revenge Xoxo Deadpool
Tony blushed once again and finaly started his car. He sighed, it was going to be a long day.