BEST BUBS! (Deadpool x Wolverine)

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Four days have passed since the hotel.

Wade was opening a letter from S.H.E.I.L.D. on his way back up to the apartment.

  He runs into Logan, but before they fully collide Logan stops him by grabbing him by the arms. "Watch it," Logan says, pushing him.

  The papers in Wade's hands untidy.

  "Oh, there's two!" Wade says, handing Logan his.

  Logan was just on his way to the mailbox too.

  What a coincidence.

  After reading their letters just in front of the door to the apartment, they look up at each other to watch for a reaction.

  Logan raises his brows, questioning Wade.

  "I hate those guys," Wade answers, ripping his letter.

  "They're paying for my 'Welcome' to the universe. They probably sent a letter to the school for whatever's going to happen there," Logan exhaled, turning back into the apartment.

  Wade followed.

  "Well... thank god you exist in this timeline right? We would've been doomed." Wade smiles with an understanding nod. Looking at Logan's letter, and then back up at him. Still with a cold smile and a repetitive, slow nod.

  "Imagine if I HADN'T BROUGHT YOU HERE?" He adds, throwing the pieces of his letter into the air.

  Logan nods, actually understanding. "I'll share," Logan promises.

  "No... I can be a man, and figure this out," Wade paced back and forth a few times.

  Logan watched him. He couldn't care less about letters or the school right now if he was honest.

  Wade's date was in three days. 'He is going to win her back.' Logan was sure.

  "You can have all of it if you want... I don't need it."

  Wade rolled his eyes. "No, no..." then he looked over at Logan. "Half."

  "75 percent," Logan wagered. It didn't sound like a wager though, more like a command.

  "Your soul," Wade wagered.

  Logan exhaled a laugh. "I'm going to need a bank."

  "Of course. I guess you're not going to the school today?"

  "Nah. Beast and them have got the rest of the work delegated. I just need to decide whether I'll teach or not."

  "Won't you?"

  "I need to decide," Logan repeated. Annoyed with the question because he'd been asking himself the same one for the past few weeks.

  "Let's get lunch first," Wade suggested.

  Logan nodded.

  And off they went.

  Wade caught himself thinking about cuddling with Logan the other night. It didn't even turn him on. It gave him a warm feeling instead. He had a new yearning to touch him.

  "Wanna hold hands," Wade joked because their hands had bumped into each other multiple times during their walk.

  Logan was lost in the same fantasy. He looked at Wade, seriously, because although Wade was joking it sounded genuine. Then Logan laughed, to see Wade's reaction. To tell whether or not it was a joke.

  Wade had been waiting for Logan's reaction. And since Logan laughed, Wade played along too.

  "We should get a burger or something," Wade says.

  "You said that five minutes ago. And I said okay," Logan looked at Wade. Confused.

  "Oh, yeah!" Wade wasn't used to feeling this awkward, especially with his best friend.

  What the fuck was that? Just stop writing. You're embarrassing me!

  They eat at a fast food restaurant and talk about nothing for an hour. Like friends do.

  Logan wanted to say something. Something about something. He felt like the clock was just ticking on and he'd be out of time soon. 'Out of time for what, though?' He wondered to himself. But when he looked at Wade he knew.

  "Wade..."

  "Yeah... me too. Let's go," Wade says, assuming Logan is getting tired of this place.

  They left without another word.

  Logan didn't have it in his heart to wait out the timer. He ruined his last world by sitting around waiting for nothing. How is this any different from his old habits?

  "Woahhh, there. If you concentrate any harder you're gonna burn a hole in the sidewalk. What could you possibly be thinking about, big guy?" Wade wondered.

  Logan looked at Wade. Then back down.

  Then, he grabbed Wade's hand and continued walking.