An Itch To Scratch
Here I am being inspired by the irresistible art of @fluffyficsanddreams again. 🥰 Even though it wasn't intended in their pic, my simple mind couldn't help imagining that Logan is giving Wade's side a little ticklish squeeze to get that gleeful grin on his face. And thus, this fic was born from the depths of my idiot brain. Deadpool and Wolverine tickle fight! 😆
Yes, this is a tickle fic. SFW fluff at your service. 🤭 Sorry if it's not that good, I wrote a lot of it late at night while being half-asleep. lol
Oh and please visit the link to the original art piece of @fluffyficsanddreams and give some love. 💗
https://www.tumblr.com/fluffyficsanddreams/791277080780341248/once-again-more-of-these-two-adorable-dorks-ive?source=share
BTW, there's small SPOILERS for "Squid Games" season 2 if you haven't watched it yet, but it's been out for a while so I'm assuming most who would want to have already done so by now. lol
"Deadpool and Wolverine"-verse
ler!Logan/Wolverine x lee!Wade/Deadpool
ler!Wade/Deadpool x lee!Logan/Wolverine
Word Count: 5,231
Logan sat on the edge of the bed with his face solemn. He wasn't sure why, but he just felt......off for some reason. And the fact that he didn't even know why he felt like this was pushing him into a more foul mood.
Wade was puttering around the room as he got dressed for the day, jabbering on mindlessly about some television show he'd been watching and Logan had all about tuned him out by this point.
"And then that rat bastard Myung-gi killed my beloved Thanos! Ugh! So upsetting. Well that's just how it goes, I guess. It's either kill or be killed in the Squid Games. It low key does look kind of fun actually. Any predictions to who is going to make it to the final game?" He turned around to find his companion spacing out and staring blankly at the wall.
The next thing Logan knew Wade was knelt in front of him with his face at his eye level, pursing his lips to blow a little puff of air into the distracted man's face to get his attention.
"Yoohoo....Is anyone in there? Got any commentary to add to the Squid Games saga?"
Logan of course hadn't been listening, making him frown more now that Wade had proved just that.
"What's wrong, Peanut? We've literally just woken up so there's no way that I've already maxxed out your tolerance limit for me yet," Wade joked like he normally did to try to lighten the mood while Logan remained straight-faced and shook his head.
"Sorry. I really don't know. Just my mind gettin' the best of me again. Nothing unusual," he shrugged, looking down at the floor with Wade knowing he had to take the reins here.
"That's alright, we won't let it ruin your day. If we work together I know we can put it to rest," Wade smiled as he placed his hands on Logan's shoulders and moved to straddle his lap, "Now look at me and try to relax your breathing like we've practiced. Don't be scared. I'm right here with you."
"I'm not scared, Wa- ," he was cut off when Wade threw his arms around his head and pulled it against his chest as he began gently stroking Logan's hair.
"Shhshh, it's okay now. You're safe with me."
Logan rolled his eyes but found Wade's attempts to cheer him up a lot of times would end up working out in the end. Taking a deep breath, he nodded while Wade released him and then cupped the sides of his face to make him look into his eyes.
"You have to want this too. If I could reach into your brain and flick a switch to make you instantly feel better then I would. Just concentrate on me and enjoy the moment. Tell any bad feelings you have to kick rocks," he combed his fingers through the facial hair along Logan's jawline, taking the first step as Logan focused on that and started to relax.
He momentarily closed his eyes while a contented groan escaped him from the soothing touch, feeling Wade's thumbs delicately slide up his face and start to brush over his shut eyelids.
"That's it. Give into the now and let any tension inside of you just melt away," Wade spoke softly, smiling when he felt Logan's hands settle onto his lower back in response. His thumbs continued upward to massage at his forehead, receiving another moan as Logan's head rolled back a little.
"There we are. Doesn't that feel nice, sugar tits?"
Logan opened his eyes, unable to stop from smiling a little as he looked at the man in front of him. Wade was far from being perfect, but the amount of care he showed towards Logan was unmatched in any universe.
Despite his chaotic personality, he somehow managed to bring Logan an overwhelming level of comfort and had even gotten him to not be so bottled up and to lighten up a little more. He was a lot happier these days, even if his mind still threw him for a loop every now and then.
But it didn't matter what the situation, Wade had his back through everything and refused to ever give up on him no matter how many times Logan tried to push him away. He wasn't sure exactly what made Wade want to pursue him in the first place, but in the end, he was glad that he had.
As Wade's eyes stared into his affectionately and his fingers continued to gently caress his scalp Logan felt the feeling of butterflies in his stomach, which was not something he'd experienced much in his lifetime. The feeling put him in a state of serenity and had him thinking that he could seriously marry this idiot someday.
Still, even with all of these relaxed feelings flooding his brain right now he couldn't quite shake that nagging feeling that he'd started with at the back of his mind.
Sure this was all good, but it wasn't what he needed right now. He craved a little rougher action. Something to blow off some steam. He could see that Wade was too busy focusing on enjoying the moment with his forehead leaned against his own as he let out a happy sigh.
The sight of the normally hyperactive Wade being this calm while he himself was feeling more than restless triggered something inside of him. It was like an itch that he had to scratch. He needed to provoke the merc somehow to get him to change direction of their current situation and engage in a more physical altercation.
Nothing violent though. While the two of them enjoyed a good brawl together they saved that as an outside-the-apartment activity to keep the peace with Wade's other roommate, Blind Al. He still remembered how pissed she had been about how the apartment had reeked of blood for weeks back before the rule had been created.
Wrestling and grappling with each other proved to be a little less messy and was a good middle ground because it at least helped Logan get some of his pent-up energy out, even if they did occasionally break things in the apartment to get scolded over later.
There were still a few rules to follow with the obvious being no claws or weapons, though there was also stuff like no biting or punching or eye-gouging. Anything really that might risk any blood being spilt.
It was usually pretty evenly matched with Wade's cunning tactics versus Logan's brute strength, meaning the scuffle could last for hours at a time. Which is why Wade started seeking out all options to get the edge to one up his partner.
It was a surprise to the both of them when Wade's first joking 'coochie coo' ended up getting a startled laugh out of Logan and instantly destroyed his confident posture. He was doomed after that and started to lose more and more due to the fact that Wade frequently loved to cheat every time he managed to get him pinned by literally tickling him to tears.
And Logan would let him. Not only because he saw how much fun Wade had with it, but it also didn't take him long to realize that laughing himself breathless while struggling to get away was ultimately better at helping him to unwind than being in an actual fight. The serotonin boost he experienced from it all was unreal.
Returning the favor didn't come naturally to him because he'd always seen the concept of tickling as being something too silly for the likes of a guy like him to engage in. But then again, he had never been involved with a guy like Wade before who positively thrived off of things of that nature.
So little by little he started figuring out the merc's weak points and began using Wade's uncensored mouth as a reason to sneak in retaliatory pokes and ticklish squeezes. Or even if Wade himself was feeling a little down Logan liked having a way to coax a smile onto his face and Wade always appreciated that effort.
Still he had never gone full-force on Wade yet to really let him have it. Mainly because he was admittedly a little nervous about what Wade would do back to him, but at this moment it didn't seem like such a bad idea. As stupid as it sounded, a real, no holds barred tickle fight could be just what he needed to drive away the nagging feeling that he had.
He decided he was going for it, and he couldn't hold back the smile as he moved a hand into position deceptively harmless on Wade's left side.
Meanwhile, Wade was just relishing in the feeling of his skin against Logan's, which was quite warm and felt comforting. Loving, physical touch wasn't something that Logan had allowed right away, but Wade eventually broke him down and made him see what he'd been missing all this time.
And now Logan could hardly get enough of it. His heightened senses made him very sensitive to being touched and the way that Wade would pet and caress him so softly brought pleasures to him that he didn't know were even possible.
Not to mention Wade was a little touch-starved himself since he'd last been with Vanessa. His appearance made most people not want to even get within ten feet of him so it had been a while since he'd been close with another human being so intimately.
But Logan wasn't like others and had found Wade's skin to be fascinating in a way and even appealing. The texture was a strong contrast to his own and he found that the feeling of it against his sensitive skin to be very stimulating and enjoyable, which in turn made Wade feel more confident about his body again.
Wade didn't know it was possible to love someone as much as he had Vanessa, but here he was. Totally smitten with the Wolverine of all people. One of his top ten fantasies for sure, which he'd naturally been over-eager to share with Logan.
He didn't know how long this whole thing would last, but he'd try everything in his power to not fuck this one up. The fact that they were alike in many ways, including the major one of being unable to die, gave him a lot of hope and always had him imaging what their future would bring.
Marriage? Life-long vows? A little house on the prairie? Finding a way to procreate and have micro-sized Wades and Logans running around? The possibilities were infinite!
Wade was finally pulled from his daydreaming when the hand settled on his waist began gently squeezing into the flesh, triggering the sensitive nerves in his skin that immediately forced him into giggles.
"Hehey! Logahahahan...B-Baby cahahaakes- heheheheehee- You're tihihickling me," he wiggled in place as he didn't do much to stop it, surprised that Logan had stooped to what he frequently referred to as childish nonsense, especially when he hadn't done anything to antagonize him.
"Oh? Am I? Had no idea," Logan's lips drew into a smirk as his hand slid down a little further to pinch at a good spot he knew of on Wade's hip, making the slimmer man let out an amusing squealing yelp before his hands flew down to grab onto Logan's wrists.
He playfully glared at his boyfriend who retained his look of feigned ignorance to what he had just done.
"I'm pretty sure you know deep down in your caked-up posterior that it's a bad idea to take on me. You're treading dangerous waters, my foolish honey badger. So you stop that now and let me love on you. I'm trying to be nice here," Wade pushed Logan's hand to the side away from him and once he was satisfied he returned to his attempts to be soothing as he started placing soft kisses onto Logan's face.
But Logan wasn't interested. He had smelled blood in the water and now couldn't resist the urge he felt to be the one to wreak a little havoc and completely throw Wade off of his game for once.
"Nice, huh.....Yeah......Well I'm not...."
Wade had no time to react before Logan's hands latched onto his sides and started viciously scribbling at his ribcage as Wade jerked back and immediately tried to curl over in protection. All was in vain though and a split second later he was thrashing in Logan's lap as he laughed and squealed from being tickled mercilessly.
"You ohohovergrohohown weheheheheasel! Aaahahahahahah! Yohohohou're gonna fuhuhuhuhucking dieheeheehee!"
"Oh no, I'm shaking in my boots, darlin'," Logan replied sarcastically with a devious grin as he stepped up his attack, both hands shooting down to Wade's sensitive hips to dig in with his surprisingly quick fingers.
"Hohoholy shihihihhiit! Nooohohoohoooo! Noohohohoot thehehehere!" Wade arched his back and flailed even more spastically as helpless laughter rippled out of him, his hands clinging onto Logan's but having no ability to remove them.
In his desperation to escape, Wade threw all of his weight backwards as he toppled out of Logan's lap and hit the floor with a loud thump. He was only down for a moment as he panted to catch his breath before hearing a mocking snort and looked up to find Logan shaking his head.
"Wow. You're some big-shot assassin, huh? Tch, pretty fuckin' pathetic."
Wade processed his teasing insult as he observed the way Logan was leaning back on his hands on the bed and leering at him with a sly smile. He wasn't tense or in a position of looking to defend himself from Wade's inevitable revenge.
His brain didn't take long to see that it was clearly obvious that Logan was baiting him. The Wolverine wasn't in the mood for tranquility and meditation. He wanted to play.
Wolverine wanting to start a tickle fight with him was definitely not something he thought he'd ever see, but Wade was one thousand percent thrilled to oblige. In a split-second he had scrambled to his feet and lunged at the other man, knocking him back onto the bed just as his fingers buried into his armpits for some payback.
Logan was just as ticklish, if not more, and Wade was very familiar with every weak spot on his body. He quickly had the X-man in a fit of deep belly laughter as he thrashed with his arms clamped down uselessly, trying to wriggle up the bed to get out from underneath his companion.
"Well well well, look what the fuck we've got here. Weren't you just talking some shit a moment ago? Look who completely falls to pieces when being tickled. And I thought I was dealing with the tough as nails Wolverine here," he pretended to sound surprised while he grinned widely, not letting up one millimeter.
"The- They dohohohon't cahahall me the wohohohohorst- ahahahhahaha- worst Wolverihihihihiine fohohor noh- nohohohohothin'!"
Wade chuckled at the uncontrollable snorts expelling from Logan as he tried to catch his breath between laughs. He found it absolutely adorable.
"Well you got what you wanted, didn't you? And now you're going to fucking pay. For your information I accept Bitcoin, IOUs, gratuitous hand jobs, or the sweet, angelic sounds of Wolvie giggles. I see you've already selected your payment option."
"Shihihihiit! Okaahaahaaay! Truce! Truhuhuhuuuce!" Logan pleaded through his mirth when he found that there was no escape as Wade just gazed down at him skeptically.
"A truce you want, eh? Somehow, I get the feeling that you're not being one hundred percent sincere about that. Go on and explain to me exactly why I should believe you," Wade remained wary and only dug deeper under his arms, making it more of a struggle for Logan to get his words out clearly.
"B-Beheeheehee- Becahahahause- Hahahahaha- 'Cahahause you lohohove meheeheehee!"
"Ugh, you lousy, cheating motherfucker. You just had to pull that goddamn sappy ass card, didn't you?" Wade groaned but relented anyways, "Okay fine fine, I got you back so I guess we can call it eve- Gaah!"
Wade was naive to think that Logan had learned his lesson as the feral man sprang up from the bed to quickly switch positions before grinning a fanged grin down at his prey.
"You're such a fuckin' sucker, Wilson."
"Cock sucker if you want to be specific, though I'd like to remind you that I'm not just a whore and have many other redeeming qualitIEEHEEHEES!" Wade was back to squealing helplessly as Logan kneeled on his legs to hold them down so he could attack his thighs.
"Always blabberin' away, aren't ya Mouth? Ya just never know when to shut the fuck up," Logan teased while his large hands massaged into the softer insides of Wade's thighs, producing the most satisfying cackles as Wade's upper body flailed about comically.
Logan was being a little facetious because he knew the thighs were Wade's most ticklish spot that he had found. It didn't take much there to drive him into a frenzied state to where he would be too overwhelmed with laughter to really be able to utter any intelligible words.
"Naaahahahahaheheeheeheeheee! Sto- hahahahahahahaa! Thahahahaat's uhuhuhunfaaaahaahaahahahahair!"
"Hmm? Didn't understand a word of that. Did you ask for me to never stop? Well okay, if that's what your demented ass wants then who am I to hold that from ya?" He managed to get his hands around to the backs of the legs that now had Wade shrieking to the high heavens.
Logan felt a pleasant tingle in his mind from the fact that he had Wade squirming and squealing underneath him as a mild form of bloodlust started to take over. It stroked something inside of him that he hadn't felt before, and he was finding that he actually didn't want to stop. He finally started to understand Wade's point of view when he was the one being subjected to the same.
Speaking of Wade's point of view, he was absolutely floored by the events of these past few minutes. He had never had Logan come at him this hard before when it came to tickling. Sure he'd oblige him a little every once in a while as payback for whenever Wade would tickle him, but usually he just acted like the whole idea was beneath him.
Even though he was being tickled crazy, Wade was not one bit upset about the situation that he was currently in. He LOVED the fact that Logan had spontaneously decided to provoke him like this even with the knowledge that Wade would most definitely be tickling him back.
He was completely overwhelmed with joy as adrenaline surged in him to fight. Despite the devastating attack going on all over his unbearably ticklish thighs he managed to rip his legs free as he planted both feet against Logan's chest and kicked him off the bed.
Logan fell onto the floor with a grunt, quickly sitting up to see Wade panting for air up on the bed and pointing a shaky finger at him.
"You.....little minx....Ju- Just you wait.....until I get my.....breath back....," Wade threatened with dangerously narrowed eyes.
But Logan had no plans on waiting. His prey drive was still high, and he most definitely was not through with Wade quite yet as his eyes quickly locked onto their next target. Wade had not gotten around to putting on his shoes yet and his socked feet were dangling over the edge within easy reach.
"Thinkin' I'll wait is your first mistake. Now you're gonna get it, shit head," Logan growled playfully as he leapt forward to Wade's delighted horror.
"Waitwaitwait nonono not the feet! Not the feeHEeHeehEETeeHEEHeeEheeH!" Wade screeched loudly once Logan had started to wildly tickle his feet after getting his ankles wrapped tightly in a strong arm.
"Tell me if I'm understanding correctly, 'No' means 'Yes', right? Right. Think I'm learnin' here," the smirk on Logan's face was huge as he scratched at the squirming soles, fingers drifting to the sides to trace the edges and getting just as good of a reaction, "Heh, good spot, huh?"
"You're- ahahahahahahaahaha- wohohohohoorse, you cheeheeheeheeky fuhuhuhucker!" Wade shouted through his out-of-control laughter as he yanked frantically on his legs to try to free himself.
"Says you," Logan snorted, though knowing it was probably true.
"Dohohohon't wohohorry! I'll- gaahahahahaa! I'll prohohooove it toohooo you lahaahaahaater!"
"You're assumin' that I'm gonna let you go. Well I got a newsflash for ya, I don't plan to. Think I'll just keep ya right where ya are," he tweaked at the wiggling toes one by one, drawing more desperate squeals from his helpless quarry.
Wade thought he had died and gone to Heaven. The only person who had ever gotten him this bad before had been Vanessa, though he'd been tied up for that session- Ehem.
Truthfully though, he really didn't mind being tickled. But Wade was the master tickler, and he wasn't ready to be cast from his high and mighty throne just yet. Maybe one day he would let Logan win, but not today....
"Nohohooot toodaahaahaay!" Wade's thoughts blurted from his mouth as he immediately started to tickle Logan back with his fingers attacking his ribs from behind.
Logan yelped in surprise before breaking into giggles but was determined not to surrender as he tightened his hold on Wade's ankles and doubled down on the tickling.
Wade shrieked and momentarily fell back against the bed before he gathered his strength and lurched himself back up to dig into Logan's sides and armpits again. Logan laughed heartily as he tried his best, though quickly found his grip loosening which enabled Wade to easily pull his feet free.
As the tickling increased, Logan giggled like crazy and attempted to slide to the floor to get away, but Wade wasn't going to let him get off that easily.
"And just where the fuck do you think your cute ass is going? Uh uh no no, the party is just getting started," Wade quickly took the opportunity to wrap his legs around Logan's hips and go for the tackle.
They both tumbled off the bed with a heavy thud as they rolled across the floor together with Wade landing on top to straddle the larger man. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Logan's arms and quickly pinned them to the floor with his knees, leaving his upper body now completely vulnerable.
Wade delightedly rubbed his hands together before wiggling his fingers up in the air for dramatic effect.
"Hehehe, you are so fucking dead now."
Before Logan could make a move Wade quickly wormed his hands underneath his shirt and furiously tickled his sides and stomach, determined to come out on top in all of this.
With his belly being his number one worst spot, Logan was a hysterical mess within seconds as he struggled uselessly in Wade's grasp, not being in a good position for defense, much less any offense. He was completely fucked.
"Aahahahaahaahahaha! Waahaahaahaaade! Get ohohohoff!" His legs kicked out desperately as he rolled and squirmed to no avail.
"Sorry sweetie, but I need to make an example out of you, lest anyone else even thinks about trying to challenge me. The name Deadpool will strike fear back into people's hearts once they hear that I took down the great Wolverine- "
"The wohohohooorst!"
"Hush your sexy little mouth! You're the greatest in my eyes and that's all that matters.......Buuuuuuut I'm still going to tickle you to death. Tickle tickle tickle tickle!" His fingers danced over his stomach as they devastated the ticklish muscles, making Logan let out his own squeal of helplessness between his snorts.
"Fuuhuhuhuuuuck! Nooohohohhoooo!"
"No? That means 'Yes', right? Isn't that what you said? ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU SAID?!" Wade grinned and tickled with everything he had in him with his teasing words only increasing Logan's sensitivity as he literally screamed in laughter.
But he didn't mind. Even if Wade had him thinking that maybe he had bitten off a little more than he could chew this whole experience had been exactly what he wanted. That "off" feeling he had had was totally gone and now he just felt completely overwhelmed with the lightheaded feelings of giddiness.
They say laughter is the best medicine and Logan found himself laughing in Wade's prescence a lot more than he used to. Once he had started to drop his guard and get more comfortable around Wade, he found that he actually did say some pretty funny shit.
Still not everything Wade joked about was something Logan understood and could leave him tilting his head at Wade with questionable eyes. But then a few ticklish tasers into his side would get the smile that Wade had been aiming for.
Though it had been rare, Logan hated being tickled in his past because it was mostly done by undesirables simply to embarrass him, but Wade did it in a fun way solely for the fact that he loved making him smile and hearing the sound of his laugh. And Logan didn't find a damn thing wrong with that.
"You think you're the best there is at what you do, huh?! Well you're in my world now, baby! And your tricks of using my love for you against me aren't going to work this time!" Wade proclaimed as he wiggled a finger down into Logan's ultra-sensitive navel, leaving him near out of breath.
Even so Logan was well past the point of trying to bargain his way out of this and had accepted his fate. His entire face and neck were as red as a tomato as he wheezed for air and squirmed feebly with every finger twitch into his belly and waist.
He was just going to let Wade tickle him to his heart's content, like he always did. But at least this time he had the consolation that he didn't go down without a fight as he then lost track of time and started to fade out.
A moment later he felt a thumb softly brushing over his cheeks to wipe away the tears that had leaked out while his eyes blinked to clarity to focus onto Wade smirking with satisfaction down at him.
"You ready to give up, tough guy? There's more where that came from if you're feeling daring...."
Logan only chuckled weakly with a shake of his head as he tried to get his breathing back under control, looking up at Wade with a smile and contentment in his eyes.
"Yeah....Ya win......I give up, asshole."
Wade didn't even see the need to question if he was feeling better now. It already went without saying. He bent over to deliver a quick kiss to Logan's forehead before climbing off of him and helping him sit up.
"Sooooo what did we learn today? Not going to be so gung-ho to mess with me again, are you?"
Logan looked over at him with a small smirk at the corner of his mouth.
"Wouldn't bet on that. I learned you're a lot more ticklish than I thought so I'll be better prepared next time."
"Ha! Just like the argument that Batman will always win with prep time I will be more than happy to prove you wrong," he poked Logan's side one last time as they got up off the ground, "Now if you're through playing games we can carry on with our day of fun and shenanigans."
Logan paused as a thought came across his mind from Wade's last words.
"While we're on the topic of games, I just wanna say fuck Thanos."
Wade turned his head slowly to look at him with an ominous look on his face.
"Exsqueeze me?!"
"Fuck 'im. The prick had it coming. I'm putting my money on Hyun-ju for this season," Logan nodded as Wade clasped his hands together with joy.
"Awww I knew you were listening after all! You sound pretty confident with that prediction. Care to place a wager?"
"Fine. Loser picks up the tab for take-out and at the bar after the show's over. Who's your pick?"
"Dae-ho."
"Dae-ho is a little punk bitch. You're only picking the guys you think are attractive..."
"I am not! He's a disciplined military man, and I really think he has what it takes to make it to the end!"
"If ya say so. But I've been in the military and I'm telling you that guy is a fraud."
"No way! I'll believe it when I see it. But don't get jealous, you know I only have eyes for you, my precious Peanut," Wade cooed as he hugged Logan from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder to nuzzle his head against him.
Logan snorted loudly in objection and rolled his eyes.
"Pffft, I'm not jealous over some fictional television character. Besides I don't think you'd even have a shot. A guy's gotta be pretty fucked up in the head to align stars with you."
"You mean a guy like you, right?" Wade glanced at him out of the corner of his eye as Logan sighed before nodding after a moment.
"Yeah Wade, a guy like me."
"Well I couldn't have bagged myself a better man. And to think all I had to do was kidnap you and you were putty in my hand," Wade squeezed him affectionately as Logan couldn't help coming up with a sarcastic retort.
"Pretty sure that's called Stockholm Syndrome, bub. Someday I'll come to reason and escape your clutches."
"Naaah, you like being in my clutches," Wade grinned as his hands around Logan's stomach came to life and lightly began to tickle him, forcing giggles out of him as he squirmed in Wade's embrace.
"Ehehehehehe, Ahaham I that trahahansparehehehent?"
Wade nodded as he stopped and happily kissed his stubbled cheek.
"Like glass. But don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"Thanks. God knows the ridicule I'd be under if people knew that I was in love with Wade-fucking-Wilson," Logan spoke lightheartedly and tensed up a little, thinking that comment might make Wade tickle him again, but his fingers didn't even twitch.
"I'm afraid envy brings out the worst in people. They're just mad that they lost their chance and I'm off the market now. Too bad so sad," Wade has such a serious tone to his voice even though Logan knew he was only making light of it all as he turned around to face him with a grin.
"I'm just a lucky guy then I guess, huh?"
"Damn right, you are. You won't find another one like me. I'm one of a kind."
"Except for the literal other hundred Deadpools in the Void that I could have my pick from once I get bored of-- "
There was no warning as Wade promptly tackled him back onto the bed and wasted no time to yank up his shirt so he could blow the most devastating raspberries into his stomach while Logan couldn't get his apologies out fast enough. The tears from his uncontrollable laughter were instant as he begged for his life, but Wade wanted to send a message and refused to let up.
Though the silent acknowledgement that Wade really was one of a kind sounded off in Logan's head. And there was no question about it, he fully loved the idiot for it.