Wisteria eventually fell asleep during the car ride. Her mind was subjected to many dreams she couldn't make out. Her dreams were always nonsensical. Bright colours, weird shapes, loud noises and flashing images. Everything was mindboggling and unearthly.
She awoke from such a dream. Her head pounded for a moment before the pain subsided. Her mind cleared and she could hear mumblings from Wade and Logan.
"Puppy, are we there yet?" Wisteria whined, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and waiting for her body to be revitalized.
"No, bubba, we aren't there yet." Logan replied. "Sorry to wake you."
Wisteria's eyes fell onto the rearview mirror and saw Logan's soft, dark eyes. She smiled softly.
"Wow, such a gentlemen, Logan. Ya somehow woke her up, and she sleeps like a fuckin' log! Wade scoffed.
"'S fine, Wade. If anythin', you both woke me up with your arguing." Wisteria yawned. "Y'all need to fix your shit."
Logan glared at Wade, who shrunk back with a shrug.
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The car was silent. Wisteria mindlessly stared out the window, absolutely bored out of her mind. The sun slowly lowering, and she was concerned they might not locate the group of survivors who could help them leave the Void.
Once again, her eyes fell on Logan. His eyes were trained on the road. Her eyes trailed to the man's godly muscles- how hard and bulky they were. She drooled a bit.
"Okay, I'm just gonna ask. What's with the suit? The first thing I did when I flamed out, I took mine off." Wade's voice broke the silence.
"Yeah, same. Didn't see the need for it anymore." Wisteria's voice came out hoarse since she hasn't spoken in a while.
"Drop it." Logan warned.
"It's not that ugly." Wade assured.
"Stop talking about it." Logan demanded.
"Did ya make it yourself?" Wade badgered on, purposefully refusing to take the hint. "Been there. Wissy made her own suit too- with my help, of course."
"Quit. Now." Logan insisted through gritted teeth.
"Did the X-Men make you wear it? Those fuckin' sons of bitches. They're not your friends, I'll tell ya that. Friends don't let friends leave the house lookin' like they fight crime for the Los Angeles Rams." Wade continued.
Wisteria barked out cackles. Logan glared at her through the rearview mirror, and she disguised her laughter with coughs.
"Shut the fuck up about the suit." Logan commanded.
"Woah, woah, woah, woah- watch your frown lines, angel baby. I'm just tryin' to bond a bit." Wade countered.
"Well, then, talk about something else." Logan sneered.
"Fine!" Wade relented.
"I don't think you should piss him off anymore, Wade." Wisteria said. "I can feel that anger climaxing."
"Weird description." Wade remarked.
Silence fell amongst the trio once again. However, that didn't last long when Wade started to act like Spider-Man - making web shooting noises and doing the motions as well. He turned in his seat to face his little sister and shot "webs" at her. Wisteria giggled, imitating her brother's actions. They were now shooting "webs" at each other, snickering like children.
Logan found her playfulness cute.....for only a brief moment.
"Stop it. Both of you." The Wolverine hissed.
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Just Let Me Adore You. (Wolverine x Fem!OC)
RomantikWade and Wisteria Wilson are taken away by the TVA at their birthday party to find a message of doom on the metaphorical walls- their universe is slowly dying like a weak flame. The only people they ever cared about will disappear and be forgotten...
