BEST BUBS! (Deadpool x Wolverine)

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SMUT AT THE * (essential)

"Hey," Logan stood from the couch to greet Deadpool.

Deadpool kept his eyes low, nervous. He locked the door behind him and took off his mask.

But Logan was walking up to him with ease.

He lifted his chin.

Wade fought a smile until Logan kissed him. Wade was in shock but easily allowed it.

For a moment they kissed. As they broke away they met each other's eyes.

"I wanna fuck you tonight," Logan said. And as he got closer to Wade's lips once again, he whispered one more thing, "every night," before sinking into another kiss.

  'Every night' was a stretch, Wade thought.

Wade was at a loss of words.

I know, right?

"What are you talking about?" Wade scoffed, moving past Logan.

"You don't know what I mean? Or you can't accept it?" Logan challenged, following Wade to the kitchen.

"Logan," Wade looked at him. Stern. Serious.

"Wade," Logan challenged Wade's look with his own.

Wade broke first.

"What do you want me to say?"

Logan also felt some shock, not used to having such serious conversations with his friend, but ready for it, nonetheless.

"Say... how do you feel? For example..." Logan pulled Wade into a hug and held on until Wade took a deep breath. "Now?"

It took everything in Wade not to embrace the hug.

  "I don't feel anything. What's your problem?" Wade pushes away.

  "Wade," Logan says, getting more confident by the second. "You like me," Logan clenches his fists.

  "Hey, do you know what a joke is, jerkwad? You don't actually mean anything to me. You're just a friend with benefits, get over yourself," Wade chuckled nervously but was kind of offended at how reckless Logan was being with his words knowing Wade's situation with Vanessa.

  Logan is a man. One who doesn't worry about controlling his emotions often. Especially not now.

  "She won't take you back. She moved on."

  Wade ignored Logan at first, but the fears and thoughts came crashing in. He went to the fridge, trying to distract himself. "You don't know that."

  "I know you like me, Wade."

  "You're not gay."

  "Would you stop being a fucking child for two minutes? You can't go on that date."

  "It's not a choice. I want her."

  "And me," Logan stopped Wade's hand as it went to open a cabinet.

  "Stop," Wade exhaled, finally meeting Logan's eyes again and yanking his hand away.

  For a moment they stood there, angry.

  One offended, one hurt.

  Logan went for a kiss, to prove himself.

  Wade held Logan back by his neck.

  Logan smiled, accepting what he saw as a challenge. He pushed the inside of Wade's elbow to bend it and connect the kiss.

  Wade accepted it, then pushed away, to not be consumed, to not lose.