Batboys x Reader

The Outlaws x Reader x Deadpool - "Team Red" [Part 8]

A/N: This took forever again sorry!

Warning: Implied sex, language, potential language, mention of sex and a lil bit of nudity for y'all nasties! Also, very thick and complex plot (to explain) so, sorry if it doesn't make sense lol!

"What the fuck is going on in here?" Roy howled. (Y/N) was in Jason's bed, curled up on his chest. Both of them naked. The pair shuffled, from the light protruding from behind the ginger and merc, and the obnoxious sounds that escaped the former's mouth. (Y/N) groaned, frowning at the figure by the door before slowly looking up, wondering who she was laying on. She squeaked as she made eye contact with Jason, pulling away abruptly. Her chest was exposed to the cold room and the shocked eyes of everyone. A huge blush plastered on her face as she pulled the cover over her breasts.

"What the hell Jason?" She scowled.

"What the hell Jason? What the hell... you! You're in my bed," He spluttered.

"What happened yesterday?" The girl grumbled, holding her suddenly pounding head, she pulled the covers with her, stumbling off the bed, wincing.

"Ahh fuck," She held her lower abdomen.

".... I think I know what happened yesterday," Jason's eyes widened.

"We didn't have sex" (Y/N) shook her head in denial.

"Well," Roy started, only being interrupted by a nudge by Wade.

"No no," The (H/C) haired girl pointed, "I want to know what happened," she sat on the bed, next to Jason, throwing half of the sheets over his legs and stomach.

"You guys were all over each other yesterday. You wouldn't stop making out."

"We-"

"There was also a lot of groping," Wade agreed, nodding his head matter-of-factly.

"Oh god," She blushed, burying her face in the pillow.

"Oh no," Jason gulped,"I remember... things"

"What?" (Y/N) asked, "you two, leave!"

"Noooo! We want to know as well!" Wade groaned.

"Then closed the door,"

"We're the only ones in the apartment," Roy raised an eyebrow.

"Just...tell us dammit!" she instructed, slapping the raven-haired.

"I remember we couldn't keep our hands to ourselves -- oh, I do remember making out and the beginning and end of... sex when those two left for food," He nodded, a small smile appearing on his face.

"Oh don't remember the details!" She snapped.

"Shame I can't remember the actual sex," He grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I learned a lot about you babe, wanna confess a few things?" He smirked, laying on his side, facing her. A deeper blush burnt her cheeks as she glared at him.

"I have nothing to say, I was drunk," She denied.

"Actually, you say what you think when you're drunk-"

"Shut up Roy!" The girl ordered, pulling the sheets over her and sliding to her room, wincing at the pain between her hips.

"Wow, I'm rough even when I'm drunk!" Jason grinned proudly. Wade sighed.

"Don't worry buddy. We'll find a girl," Roy patted the merc's back as he nodded slowly, like a little child that had just dropped his favourite candy on the floor.

*****

"So what do we have?" Roy asked, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the desk and the girl tapped away at the keyboard.

"When I entered that guy's mind, I found out a few things," She started, searching an address on Google Maps, "it's a complicated process but I understood it this morning-."

"You mean after you slept with Jason?" Wade grumbled.

"Not now Wilson," She slapped the back of his head.

"Ow!" He whined, rubbing the sore spot and pulling away from her shoulder.

"So, basically, the person we hunted down yesterday knew this other guy that would supply guns to him as long as he gave him a hard drive."

"What kind of hard drive?" Roy asked.

"I don't know, I'm guessing it's some files for missiles or something along those lines because his native country is going to shit and he wants to have the insurance of protecting it."

"How did you get all that from a drunk guy?" Jason raised an eyebrow.

"When people are drunk, it's harder, I can only see images and have to piece it together. I might be completely wrong, but it seems very dangerous," She nodded to the group.

"So we intercept that as well," Jason concluded.

"As I was saying, Francis has a hard drive that he is willing to exchange for the chemicals that the guy we 'met' yesterday. But since he won't do an exchange that won't benefit him, he has a contact that will give him guns for the hard drive."

"What?" The men asked confused in unison. She groaned exasperatedly, pulling a bloc note out from the drawer and drawing a diagram.

They hummed, immediately understanding what was happening.

"Makes sense now?"

"Still a little blurred but yes clarifies a lot!" Jason nodded.

"Good," She cheered, turning back to the computer and pulling up a tab, "now, we just need to figure out what Francis wants to do with these chemicals."

"Wait," The ginger's eyebrows furrowed as he kneeled down to be closer to the computer, inspecting the chemical formula.

"Hold up, he wants to modify that chemical!" He pointed to the substance on the screen.

"Roy?" The girl asked, turning to him. His eyes peeled away from the screen, staring at her with a raised eyebrow. "what do you know about this chemical?" she muttered. His lips twitched lightly before he turned back to the screen.

"From memory, the chemical Francis wants contains a compound that restores skin tissue -- but that other chemical was taken off the market because it had a degenerative cell, a lot worse than cancer." The ginger nodded.

"Mmh," Jason inquired as he locked eyes with (Y/N).

"I think I know what he plans to do!" The girl gulped.

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