Wade woke up feeling more rested than he had in a while. Even the sweet release of death had never cleared his head this much.
And despite the smell still clinging to his body, he felt alive.
He set out to properly explore the suite, and scavenge for some food. In his newfound clarity, he noticed the letters littered all over the living space. He unfolded the one on the couch.
So I came here and saw it was boring as fuck. Don't get me wrong it's functionally way better than my shithole of an apartment but even I admit the place needs some colour or we'll go insane. If Tony Stark has a kid it would be a sad beige baby.
Anyway I went and bought the furs and fleeces on a whim. The shirts are mine so you're welcome to wear them or use them as nesting material.
- (Y/N)
Belatedly, Wade realized this was the first time he'd heard, or well read, your name.
He moved away from the couch and to the dining room, picking up the letter next to the mound of candy and snacks.
Bought these too because I think Stark is like, an almond mom. There's only super healthy ingredients in the fridge.
I mean I can appreciate it and I do cause he's giving us the food for free (which he's going to regret mwhuahahhaha)
But, yeah, healthy shit for your body, unhealthy shit for your soul or whatever.
Hope you're not secretly allergic to peanuts btw, because I go through Reese's cups like I need them to breathe.
- (Y/N)
Wade snorted at the note, grabbing a Snickers from the pile and unwrapping it on the way to the kitchen.
He took a look at the note attached to the fridge.
I genuinely apologize for hating on the ingredients. There were fucking artichokes in here. Top tier quality too.
Anyway while I was here I made a few things for you and prepped a few ingredients for you so you could cook for yourself if you wanted too. There's more than enough for three days anyway.
I know the stuff I did was kinda presumptuous but I just want you to be comfortable. It would probably be in your best interest to write a list of things you're uncomfortable with me doing while in the territory so we can cohabitate peacefully and in a way that's most beneficial to you.
- (Y/N)
Wade put both the letter and the Snickers bar down on the counter and rushed to the bathroom, decidedly having forgotten to empty his bladder when he woke up.
He sighed as relieved himself, his eyes later drawn to another piece of paper next to the sink.
He zipped his pants up with a frown and picked up the letter without bothering to wash his hands, or well, gloves.
I scented one of the towels too in case you needed it, by the way. I'm just warning you in case you don't want to use that one. Just check them before you shower. Or bath.
We have a fucking bath ain't that cool.
Also I bought scented shower gel because I'd rather bathe in pickle juice and use pizza grease as deodorant before I used the liquid boring that is the scentless soap they provided.
- (Y/N)
[He seems melodramatic]
{Means he'll get along well with Wade. I think I like him}
[You think with your dick, Yellow]
{And you don't think at all you heartless bastard}
Wade tuned them out, his blood running cold at the implications of White's comment.
Would he be forced to have sex with you? By you or by the doctor, under the guise of fixing his fucked up hormones?
He didn't want to.
The reality of being stuck in a territory with an alpha, or well, enigma began to settle in.
Logically he knew he was safe. You had been screened. The suite was no doubt under constant surveillance. He was fine. He would be fine.
Despite his fear, or maybe because of it, Wade walked to the couch and put on one of your shirts - a faded Iron Maiden shirt - and wrapped himself in the fur, staring down at his gloved hands.
He wasn't afraid of alphas, per se. Rather he was scared of alphas who knew he was an omega. Who used his inexperience with his his own omegan nature against him.
He looked at the fleeces on the coffee table, his heart clenching in his chest.
He didn't know how to make a nest.
~~~
The rest of the three days he spent in a near catatonic state. His usual hyperactive anxiety was gone, replaced by a subdued sort of unease.
One minute he would feel safe, surrounded by your scent. The next he'd be reminded the scent had an owner and he'd find himself shaking - imperceptibly to anyone but himself.
He'd had some of the food you'd made and his reaction scared him more than the fact that you'd prepared it. A liquid warmth had spread through his body, sudden and unyielding.
He'd leaned against the counter and cried silent tears that not even Jarvis could pick up.
When he turned to the living room a feeling of inadequacy overcame him. He still hadn't built a nest. He didn't know how.
His heart rate sped up. Yellow became distressed.
{What if he realizes we're completely useless. Why would he even bother. He could help omegas that deserve it more. Omegas that actually know how to be omegas. You're broken beyond repair Wade-}
Surprisingly, it was White that tried to bring Wade down from the impending panic attack.
[Why don't you take a shower, Wade. He seems to value hygiene. We can even clean the suit. We've got time before he arrives. Mhm?]
Wade nodded dumbly and traipsed to the bathroom, grabbing both towels and sniffing each desperately. He discarded the unmarked one in the hamper and began to peel off his sweaty suit.
It came as a shock to him that he no longer feared you, but rather, feared what you would think of him.
Once more, he was disgusted by his nature. Disgusted by the weakness it brought with it.
A familiar but far away, raspy voice echoed in his head.
"You're a bitch now, boy. The faster you accept that the quicker you can kill yerself and be done with it."
The water washed away the voice. Washed away everything but his all encompassing fear.
He scoffed, rivulets of water washing over his teeth as he grinned humorlessly.
"You're pathetic, Wade," he muttered, opening the cap of the shower gel. It smelled of lemongrass and wood.
Not for the first time, he wondered what you look like.
Suppose he'd know soon enough.
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ENIGMA (Deadpool x Seme Male Reader)
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