Wade and Logan were at a club, and Logan sat at the bar, watching Wade on the dance floor.
He had to admit, things between them had been rocky recently. Wade had never exactly hid his feelings for Logan, but the Wolverine refused to acknowledge his own feelings, instead, fucking Wade and pretending it never happened. twice. He knew it was awful, but he didn't know how to express the way he felt, it wasn't his fault.
Now, he balled his hands into fists as he watched Wade grind on random men, flicking his tongue. The merc was in skinny jeans and a crop top that left very little to the imagination. He was surrounded by a group of men and women, touching him and dancing with him, very obviously into him. He downed the last of his drink, letting out a low growl as he stood, stomping onto the floor, he grabbed Wade by the arm, and the merc let out a surprised squeak.
"Sorry!" He called out as he was dragged out of the club by a very angry Logan.
"What the hell?!" He wiggled out of the bigger man's grasp as they stood on the street. "You look like you're gonna punch me," Wade chuckled nervously as Logan towered over him.
"You think you can just go around throwing it away for every guy you see? Wearing that fucking top, grinding on them, letting them put there hands all over you?" He was seething by now, and Wade let out an amused laugh.
"You're jealous? Who knew the Wolverine had such a possessive side?"
Logan suddenly pushed him against the brick wall, leaning in to growl in his ear.
"Your mine, Do you understand that, mouth?" He asked, squeezing Wade's forearm.
"Y-yes," Wade blinked in surprise, shaken for a moment as Logan released him.
"We're going home," Logan said matter of factly. Wade didn't argue as they walked away from the club.
The next few oneshots are gonna be short little ones to help me with my writers block (this whole collection basically is), hope you enjoy :3
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