Wade's POV:
Im like.....99.999 percent sure Logan's in the shower so..hopefully he forgot a towel-
WADE!
What?! Jesus woman let me speak!
(PS: Don't talk to women or men like that xoxo gossip gorl)
Anyway, so basically, I was just say on the sofa with my baby Angel child (Mary Puppins) and the little adorable shit pissed on my suit!! Plus, I quite litterly JUST washed it so it didn't smell like ass hole!
But I still love her because I physically can't stay mad at my baby- JUST LOOK AT THAT LITTLE FACEEEEEEE!
(5 minutes later)
EEEEE Wolvie's getting out the shower- 'tis the moment of truth!
Logan's POV:
I'm getting out the shower right now but I forgot a dawn towel... I don't think Wade would get me one... Ugh, he's my only shot.
"WADE!"
" Yea?? "
"Get me a towel."
I heard him practically sprint to the drawer where we kept the towels.
"Can I come in to give it to you~?"
" NO YOU FAT FU-"
"Alright, alright..calm down...heh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."
I opened the door and quickly snatched the towel, re slamming the door.
(5 minutes later)
When I tell you, oh God I tell you, I went into my room and scavenged through my clothes drawers only to fine. NOTHING. Absolutely, NOTHING.
"WADE WILSON WHERE ARE ALL MY CLOTHES??!"
THAT TWAT FOR BRAINS!!!
He came on with a devilish grin slapped on his stupid ugly face- good god what was he doing..
"How about we make a deal bigboy~ you drop the towel, I give you your clothes.. How dose that sound.." he paused for effect. "....baby~?"
I though about this for. .actually longer than I should have..No! I was overthinking it - just..drop the towel and you'll get your clothes, Logan...
"UGH- OK, whatever..."
Wade's POV:
Ahhh HE'S GONNA DROP IT AAAAHAHHAHHDHJJFBCJIEISNSNSMAMAKJDIWOWO!!!!!
...the way my jaw DROPPED TO THE FLOOR.
God I though I was having a fever dream.. I mean, AT LEAST 7.5 inches- MINIMUM. He knocked me out of my thoughts though- pretty quickly might I add..... I wonder what it would feel like him going pretty quickly in me-
"WADE. Clothes. We had a deal, assnnut."
"Alright, alright... I'll get the damn.clothes..."
Narrator's POV (✨me✨)
The next day, Logan way pay on the worn -down sofa (AKA couch). Another sleepless night for him, what a shock. Those nightmares were really tugging at him these past couple of days.. He'd been...Alright at handling them before, but not so much now, and he couldn't figure out why...Wade came prancing into the sitting area, his smile faltering slightly at seeing Logan so..in a bad mood..and tired..Logan sighed as he saw Wade, but he didn't speak. They both just looked at each other for a moment till it clicked in Wades head.
"...oh...nightmares..?"
Logan looked up from the wall to him.
"Yea..."
Wade sat next to him and tried putting an arm around him but was quickly shoed off by the honey badger.
"Do wanna...talk..about it mabey..?"
"Piss off.." Logan's voice was quivering. This was almost..New for Logan..
"Logan, please tell me. I don't want you carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders for the rest of the day...please, Logan. Let it out."
Without a second though Logan pushed his head into Wades shoulder, tearing up at a rapid rate. Wade could hear his soft whimpers of sorrow and pain coming out of Logan's throat.
"They..killed me.." Sniffle " They killed me by injecting the aditanium into my bones... "
Wade put a soft arm around Logan's shoulder. This time, Logan didn't pull away: he embraced it. For what felt hours Logan vented and sobbed hard into Wades shoulder. After what could have been forever, Logan had calmed down and had stopped the sobbing. He lifted his tear - stained face up from Wades now slightly soggy shoulder.
"Logan...." Wade quivered through his teeth
Logan raised a droopy brow "Go on.."
".......I love you, Logan...... I really do. "
