Marvel One-Shots and Imagines [Reader-Inserts]

(A/N: This is a commission for the lovely  TheStealthFox)

You groaned as you listened to the bullets fly by you. Fury hadn't told you how many enemies there actually were here. Most of the other agents had fallen back, letting you go on your own and fight. Most of them thought that you would work better if you were alone...That was true, you did but it seemed like they had left you altogether. It would have been nice if they would be your backup at least but it seemed like they thought that you had it in the bag. Sadly, it seemed like you didn't have everything under control.

You felt a sharp pain in your neck and you quickly whirled around to see a man standing there, a needle stuck in your neck. You brought your arm around to try and hit the man with the butt of your gun but he was quicker. He grabbed your wrists and violently put your arm behind your back. The movement caused you to drop your gun and the man kicked it away. You were about to try and swing your leg back to make you both fall to the ground but your legs seemed to be unable to move. Your eyelids began to droop and you felt yourself begin to fall. The man who had drugged you grabbed you and picked you up, carrying you inside the building where the other enemies were gathering. You tried to stay awake but you just couldn't help it and soon you felt yourself drifting down into the black abyss that was unconsciousness.

When you woke up, you realized that you were tied to a chair with a blindfold over your eyes.  You tried to free yourself from your bonds but they were tied too tight, so tight that you weren't even able to loosen them. You groaned, leaning back in the chair. You tried to think of a plan and remembered that you kept a knife hidden in your boot. You just hoped that they hadn't taken that away already. For some reason, your captors didn't tie your legs to the chair. You pulled your legs back toward where your hands were tied up. You knew that you were going to have to stretch but you thought that you would be able to grab the knife...Just as you almost had the knife handle in your grasp, someone walked in. You quickly put your legs back down, hoping that the person hadn't seen you trying to grab your knife.

"Lookie here...A strong agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., tied up and at my mercy...I could do anything I want to you right now...I could kill you or I could have some "fun" with you." The man chuckled and you felt a shiver run down your spine. If you didn't have this retched blindfold on, you knew that you would be able to take this guy. You'd easily be able to slit this guy's throat if you were able to get out of this chair. You hated this, you felt so useless!

Just as the man was about to grab you, someone else came into the room. You assumed that this was the man's ally but that theory was proven wrong when you heard a lot of movement, groaning, and was that laughter? If only you didn't have this blindfold, you would know what was going on. Maybe one of your allies had come in to help you. That was what you hoped anyway. Hopefully, it wasn't some other enemy that wanted your head. You did have a lot of those...

Silence soon fell over the room, making you on edge. Whatever or whoever had saved you walked toward you. You felt a pair f hands start to undo your blindfold. When it was finally untied, it fell to the ground. You blinked, the light blinding you for a few seconds. When you were able to clearly see, your vision was blocked out by red and black fabric....You were confused as to who this was until your savior finished untying your bonds. Your eyes widened and you couldn't help but let out a groan. This guy again?

"Oh come on, am I that bad to see? I just saved you. I feel like you owe me something." Wade said, a grin hidden behind his mask. He grabbed your arms and helped you stand up. You wobbled for a moment but you soon were fine. He let go of your arms and you brushed yourself off. You couldn't believe that this man had saved you! This was the second time that he had done this!

"Yeah, you think I owe you something? Like what?" You said as you began to walk out of the room. You assumed that he had killed the other enemies, but you were still on high-alert. You didn't want both of you to get captured again because who would save you then? 

"Well...In stories, the princess always gives the prince a kiss after they have been saved." Wade said, leaning forward. He looked like he was in a cartoon and was about to get kissed. It was a rather funny sight but it just made you roll your eyes. Who did this guy think he was? You weren't going to kiss him, especially if he was going to keep that mask on. That would be a weird kiss...

"One, I'm not a princess...I didn't have to be saved. I would have been able to save myself on my own, thank you very much. Two, I'm not going to kiss you. If that is what you want as a reward, it isn't gonna happen." You said, glaring at him for a moment before you began to walk again. He trailed after you, pouting. He was like a baby duckling, following you. You wondered if he was stalking you with how many times he had shown up when you needed it...

"You have to give me something though...I saved you! I got shot! I mean, I heal, but I still got shot for you." He said, crossing his arms over his chest like he was a child.

"Fine, fine...How about we go eat at a restaurant or something?" You sighed, giving in. You should at least do something with him...He was right since he did save you.

"Really?! Awesome, let's go get some chimichangas!" Wade yelled, grabbing your hand and running off. Your eyes widened and you ran with him, scared you would fall if you didn't. You knew you were going to regret this...Everywhere this man went seemed to be followed by chaos...At least you knew that it wouldn't be a boring day when you were with him...