Wade grunted as the sun hit him in the face causing making him uncomfortable while he tried shift into another position but he couldn’t, he was trapped. Was he back at that lab again? Had they finally found him? Were they gonna continue torturing him as the did before? The thought made his body shiver.
He slowly opened his eyes the hit of the sun directly on his cornea almost burning them (in his opinion he could smell it) praying to all the gods he knew of but didn’t actually believe in for him not to be trapped in that horrific place; luckily he wasn’t, his eyes focused on the sky trying to avoid the deadly laser the sun was at that time of the day a few birds were flying by and the only noise he could made out was the wind through the trees. Wade looked around to find a sleeping wolverine on the other seat. His suit covered in dry blood as well as the rest of the car.
He really wanted to get out of the restrainer Logan did tied him up really tight he didn’t know if he was still breathing, he couldn’t even talk as one seat belt was in his mouth, that motherfucker (I wish he would fuck me) had really thought of everything to get some sleep. He needed to stretch himself enough to grab baby knife and get out of there. He shifted slightly each time, trying to get knot to loose. Finally he was able to grab the knife and cut the belts trying his best not to cut himself, even if he healed it still hurt like a bitch.
Once he was finished he stretched his sore muscles and he got out of the car to catch some fresh air, he wandered for a while kicking a few sticks along the way before finding a really big tree that could provide him a large shadow, he seated on the ground and admired the beauty of the place, even if this was supposed to be some garbage can for people that weren’t ‘useful’ it was really nice.
He tug his hand on his pocket searching for something, his and going back and for to then switch to his other pocket he panicked as he couldn’t find the picture worrying that he might had lost it to then remembered that he had probably left it on the car when he showed it to Logan.
Talking about peanut he said some mean things to me yesterday, that bitch doesn’t know what respect is! (look who is talking) Wade’s eyes started to water a bit How dare that slut to talk about me like that, I know I am not the one to talk I literally kidnapped him but those right there are really sensitive topics for me and he criticized my relationship with Vanessa why did he brought that up!? Wade took of his mask, the wet material already making him uncomfortable. “Stupid skin sensibility, stupid emotions, stupid fate, stupid universe, stupid TVA, stupid anchor character, and especially stupid Logan with his I don’t care about anything attitude and superiority complex” he continued his hate speech ‘til the point that one could barely make out what he was saying.
On the other hand, Logan had just woke up, vision blurred as he adapted to the light of the day. He straightened up, yawning and feeling his throat dry, he stared at the empty spot on the other seat, Wade had freed himself from the belts, not like he cared about that obnoxious prick. Where could he even go anyway?? He shouldn’t be worrying Wade is immortal after all, he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, he just had to drive for a few miles and he would figure it out eventually, who was he kidding there was no way for him to leave this place even if he tried his best and a little tiny almost insignificant part of him told him that he couldn’t leave without Wade he needed to go out and find wherever the fuck he was right now
So against his better judgement he grabbed the photo that had been on the floor and tugged it into his pocket, stepping out of the vehicle and he started looking for him. It didn’t took long, considering Logan’s mutation, he could easily find anyone he had known just by smelling even if it’s a bit weird.
As he passed through the forest the smell of Wade’s scent started changing, it became humid and vulnerability? (I don’t know how to describe stuff please sent help), was he crying? He was close that’s for sure, he could hear the sobbing from there but he wasn’t in eyesight yet. Once he could finally view him he made sure to be as silent possible to try to understand any of the murmurs to no avail.
“What’s up Wade?” He asked breaking the silence, making Deadpool jump a bit. “Go away Logan.” He said trying to sound mean but Logan could catch the little tremble on his voice and how it slightly softened from what it usually sounded like. Is he mad with me? I think this is the first time he had called me for my first name and no some absurd nickname..
“Are you okay bub?” He grabbed Wade’s shoulders, squeezing slightly in an attempt to calmed him down. Wade didn’t react nor responded to that, Logan was starting to get worried. “I think this is the longest you’ve been ever.” No response. Logan wasn’t exactly known for being patient and he was already fed up with Wade ignoring him so he took Wade by the chin, forcing him to look at him. Logan only stared at him, analyzing his face, eyes red, cheeks wet and tears rolling down. Logan passed his fingers through the scared skin, putting aside some tears.
Wade’s eyes seemed distant not really focusing on anything at the time. The only thing that made him payed attention was when Logan leaned closer, their faces were just inches apart, he could feel his Logan’s hot breath touching his skin. Why is he so close?!! Don’t get me wrong, this is like a wet dream but how- Wade’s thinking was interrupted by something warm touching his lips. Was Logan kissing him?! (yeah that’s like the whole point of this fic).
The kiss was soft, their lips slightly moved against each other. Wade tilted his head intensifying the kiss.
When they separated they were breathing heavily, more for being anxious than anything else. “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to-“ Wade kissed him again