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[loganwolverinehowlett]

Hey, Lo, pop quiz - what's today? :3

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Logan yawns, nuzzling into Wade's neck, taking in his scent. He wraps an arm tightly around Wade, pulling him close into bed with him. They slept in. For once, it felt good. He didn't have any nightmares again. He felt relief. And then Wade asked him what today was. Friday? Yes, and no. There was always Fridays. That was nothing to celebrate. But Wade seemed to make it sound like it was an important Friday. It didn't seem important to himself. Just felt like another day. Was it a Canadian holiday? No. American? No, their Thanksgiving was next week. Shoot.

Oh...

"Happy birthday, my love. What would you like to do today?" Logan purred, pulling Wade into a gentle kiss.

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He chuckles at the feeling of being clung to, his body turning to face Logan. He put a hand on his cheek, smiling softly.

"Bingo. You passed~

He thought about the question for a moment, not actually sure what it was he wanted. His last birthday had went pretty terribly. He just wanted this one to be better.

"Uh... I don't know... we have to do something we don't normally do! That's what people do on birthdays..."

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"Mmmm I'm still new to the area. What is there to do around here? Also, it's your birthday. What would you like to do?" Logan's low voice came out like a grumble, but he was far from grumpy. He just wanted to shower Wade in love.

And then it hit him. He had no money to spend on Wade. He had spent the last of it on booze and pizza. Shit, he was already a shitty boyfriend. Plus, birthdays weren't really his thing. He'd lived long enough that every one of his birthdays felt like a normal day to him.

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"Good point. I guess I should actually decide for once."

He thought about it again, a few moments of silence passing before he whined, nuzzling his face into Logan's neck.

"I think I just want to spend today with you. I want a day off. A day where we can just... be together."

He stops, realizing how fucking sappy he sounds.

"I mean, but if you think we should do something else, I'm sure I could think of something-"

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Hey, Lo, pop quiz - what's today? :3

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Logan yawns, nuzzling into Wade's neck, taking in his scent. He wraps an arm tightly around Wade, pulling him close into bed with him. They slept in. For once, it felt good. He didn't have any nightmares again. He felt relief. And then Wade asked him what today was. Friday? Yes, and no. There was always Fridays. That was nothing to celebrate. But Wade seemed to make it sound like it was an important Friday. It didn't seem important to himself. Just felt like another day. Was it a Canadian holiday? No. American? No, their Thanksgiving was next week. Shoot.

Oh...

"Happy birthday, my love. What would you like to do today?" Logan purred, pulling Wade into a gentle kiss.

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He chuckles at the feeling of being clung to, his body turning to face Logan. He put a hand on his cheek, smiling softly.

"Bingo. You passed~

He thought about the question for a moment, not actually sure what it was he wanted. His last birthday had went pretty terribly. He just wanted this one to be better.

"Uh... I don't know... we have to do something we don't normally do! That's what people do on birthdays..."

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Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

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Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

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"So, doll, we never watched that movie. Looks like it's about over. Should we try again?" Logan smiled softly, hugging Wade against his chest. He pulled the other man into a slow, languid kiss, tongue flicking against his lover's lips gently. He just wanted to kiss; he loved the feeling of Wade's lips against his. He love how he smelled, how he tasted, how his lips moved against his. He could definitely get used to this. - "Riiiight, the movie! Um, yeah... let's try again." He smiled, putting his hand into Logan's hair, stroking it gently. He couldn't help himself, and leaned in for another kiss, unable to resist how good it felt to just touch his lover. He wrapped his arms around him tightly, nuzzling his head into Logan's neck and breathing in his scent. "Love yooou...~"

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Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

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Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

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"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

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"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

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He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

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He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

[loganwolverinehowlett]

"I...it's not that I don--" Logan started, hesitating through the tears, his voice shaky and sounding broken. He desperately wanted to say more, to tell him how he felt. That he had started falling for Wade the second he started blabbering about Hugh Jackman. He wanted to tell him he wasn't quite there yet, but he wanted to be, because he could see himself being happy with Wade, even despite the danger he would put them both in.

"Just...don't regret what you said, Wade. Please." Logan whispered, pressing his forehead to Wade's, trying to stop the tears from falling. They wouldn't.

"I just...don't want to hurt you." I don't want to die and see the pain in your eyes as I take my last breath. Kiss. I don't want to watch your world shatter as my body lay broken and bloody, finally unable to repair itself. Sob. I don't want to see you in the shoes I was just in, holding the body of the person you love.

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"It's okay."

He couldn't say anything else. There was oh so much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Like it always went. He shoved his emotions down and pushed through. That's what he did. So he didn't cry, even though he really fucking wanted to - he didn't even try to comfort Logan. He just sat there, unable to express anything. He returned kisses and touches but he couldn't put anything else on the table. He felt so guilty it hurt.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

And yet Wade's sudden lack of emotion shattered Logan. He wanted to hold onto Wade so tight, and never let go, because it already felt like he was losing him. It felt like he was slipping through his fingers and disappearing before his very eyes.

Logan wanted to say those three words. He wanted to put Wade's name at the end of it. Tie it with a bow and seal it with a kiss. And yet he felt like he just went out and put Wade out of his misery, hurting him like he said he wouldn't do, like he promised.

Wade was the first person to pull him out off the streets, clean him up, show him more than one ounce of respect. He let Logan into his life, his heart and showed him how his Wade should have been. And he felt like he just crushed Wade's heart beneath his feet.

Logan kissed harder, more desperately, openly bawling into the kiss, barely able to catch his breath. But then, as he pulled away, lips still pressed as close as they could to Wade's, his voice shook as he sobbed. He said those three words, like a prayer; sacred, but so incredibly scared all the same. "I love you, Wade Wilson."

Because the prayer meant that Wade was going to be in danger. But he would do anything to protect him. But it also meant that Wade could get hurt. But love was love was love...Love was learning to still deal with the pain for those you care about. And he cared about Wade. He was all he had.

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"No, it's... it's okay. Don't say it if you feel like you have to. I understand. It's okay, Logan. I'm not upset."

He was. It felt selfish. So very fucking selfish. He felt like he set himself up for failure. Maybe none of it was even real. Maybe he just got shitfaced and passed out and this was all just a dream. He hoped that was the case. He wanted a redo.

His hands slid down onto Logan's, and he gave them a gentle squeeze, forcing a smile as he did.

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"I love you, Wade Wilson." Logan reiterated, staring into the merc's eyes, as if reassuring Wade and himself, that yes, he was serious about this. He wasn't saying it just to say it. He wasn't saying it because Wade said it. He wasn't saying it to appease anyone's feelings but his own. Because it was true.

"I want to love you, as you are, and as you will be, for as long as you'll have me, Wade Wilson. With you, I can close my eyes and I don't see death. I see us. I see...peace. I'm just--" Logan paused, shutting his eyes, feeling Wade's hands on his. He squeezed Wade's hands gently.

"--I guess I'm afraid of what the future holds. I'm afraid you'll lose me, because of my Deadpool. The one that wants to kill me. I'm afraid he'll succeed one day. And I'm afraid that it'll ruin you." Logan's voice shook slightly. All he wanted to do was kiss. He wanted to kiss Wade until the sun came up, until his lips were kissed raw and bloody from too many nips.

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He couldn't take it anymore. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't keep them in any longer. They fell down his cheeks and he nearly tackled Logan into a hug, arms wrapped tightly around him, face buried in his neck. He rocked back and forth gently, saying nothing, just savoring the moment. He knew it couldn't last forever. He knew they were never guaranteed tomorrow, so fuck, he wanted to live for everything today.

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"Wade, bub..." Fuck, Wade was crying too. Shit. Logan didn't know what to do. Did he do something wrong? He was about to ask what was wrong when he fell backwards onto the couch, Wade's arms snaked around him like boa constrictors, hugging him tight and squeezing the air out of his lungs. Logan snaked his own strong arms around Wade, holding him against his body, leaning down to press a soft kiss against the merc's cheek.

"Hey, 'm right here. I'm not goin' anywhere. Not without you." Logan mumbled through his own tears. His waterworks had died down a bit, just a few stray tears rolled down his cheeks. He let his fingers dance up and down his back slowly, carefully, as if committing every single scar to memory.

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"Promise you won't go?"

He realizes that request is a lot to handle. He didn't want to make Logan feel like he had to stay. So he changed it.

"Promise... promise you'll try your best?"

He breathed softly against Logan's neck, feeling his hands on his skin, feeling the amount of love behind every single movement. It felt like heaven, just being in this moment. God, he hoped Logan would put up with him. He hoped he didn't fuck this up again.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

"Promise I'm not goin' anywhere, bub." Logan whispered, not even hesitating. He had nowhere, no one else to go to. He could have left, but he was putting himself in danger by being out on the streets alone.

"And try my best at what?" Logan pulled away briefly, just enough that he could look down at Wade, lifting a hand to caress his cheek. He wanted to kiss again. He wanted to taste him. So he leaned down, capturing his lips in a slow, languid kiss, tongue dancing aginst Wade's lips, and it felt like a little slice of heaven.

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"Just... yknow... to stick around. Be there for me like I'm gonna be there for you. Isn't that what lovers do?"

He smiled, happily leaning into Logan's kiss, hands threading themselves back up into his hair softly. God, he was already so in love. He was so scared he had ruined it and he felt nothing but relief that he hasn't. He thought he'd spoiled everything by saying something stupid like "I love you" but fuck was he happy he didn't.

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"Of course, bub. Not goin' anywhere without you." Logan mumbled against Wade's lips, kissing him slowly, languidly, his tongue swiping against the other's lips affectionately. Wade's fingers sifting through his hair felt like safety and comfort. It was the first time he had felt that in a very long time.

Logan deepened the kiss, flicking his tongue into his mouth as his hands explored and mapped out Wade's body. He wanted to know and memorize every inch of Wade's body, he wanted to love every scar, bum and groove.

When he pulled away, he started kissing every inch of the merc's body, his tongue flicking against rough, patchy skin as he kissed down his neck. His teeth nipped at Wade's collarbone, lips peppering soft kisses across broad shoulders. His fingers danced against his ribs as his lips moved lower, carefully moving his lover so he was laying on his back, Logan's body hovering over him.

"You're beautiful, Wade." Logan whispered against his chest, feeling the beating of his heart against his lips. He kissed the patch of skin, lips dragging against his sternum before moving lower.

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He added another time to the very few times he'd felt so... appreciated. Loved. Wanted. Everything felt so good. He hoped this moment would never end. He wanted to kiss Logan until the sun came up and not even stop there. It was all so warm and fuzzy and...

"Mm...?"

He watched Logan dip lower and lower, feeling heat grow in his lower half again. Fuck, this was embarrassing. He couldn't even control himself, he loved Logan so god damn much.

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Logan smiled softly, eyes darting down quickly when he saw that that part of Wade had awoken again. He pressed another soft kiss against the merc's abdomen, tongue flicking out against rough skin before he glanced up at Wade.

"Want me to take care of you, baby?" Logan didn't want to feel like he was forcing Wade to do more than he had wanted to. Frankly, he was content with just the one round, but he would be lying to himself if he didn't want to take care of his lover and make him feel absolutely amazing.

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His face flushed red and he averted his gaze as Logan looked down, seeing just what an effect he'd had on Wade. He scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"I uh... I didn't mean to... Ya know. I just- I'm a little sensitive there and it just feels so good.."

His confession came out rushed, clearly he was trying to just get it out of the way. He ran his hands down Logan's back, a shaky breath coming from him.

"Don't feel like you have to, okay...?"

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Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

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Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

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"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

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"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

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Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

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He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

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Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

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He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

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"I...it's not that I don--" Logan started, hesitating through the tears, his voice shaky and sounding broken. He desperately wanted to say more, to tell him how he felt. That he had started falling for Wade the second he started blabbering about Hugh Jackman. He wanted to tell him he wasn't quite there yet, but he wanted to be, because he could see himself being happy with Wade, even despite the danger he would put them both in.

"Just...don't regret what you said, Wade. Please." Logan whispered, pressing his forehead to Wade's, trying to stop the tears from falling. They wouldn't.

"I just...don't want to hurt you." I don't want to die and see the pain in your eyes as I take my last breath. Kiss. I don't want to watch your world shatter as my body lay broken and bloody, finally unable to repair itself. Sob. I don't want to see you in the shoes I was just in, holding the body of the person you love.

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"It's okay."

He couldn't say anything else. There was oh so much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Like it always went. He shoved his emotions down and pushed through. That's what he did. So he didn't cry, even though he really fucking wanted to - he didn't even try to comfort Logan. He just sat there, unable to express anything. He returned kisses and touches but he couldn't put anything else on the table. He felt so guilty it hurt.

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And yet Wade's sudden lack of emotion shattered Logan. He wanted to hold onto Wade so tight, and never let go, because it already felt like he was losing him. It felt like he was slipping through his fingers and disappearing before his very eyes.

Logan wanted to say those three words. He wanted to put Wade's name at the end of it. Tie it with a bow and seal it with a kiss. And yet he felt like he just went out and put Wade out of his misery, hurting him like he said he wouldn't do, like he promised.

Wade was the first person to pull him out off the streets, clean him up, show him more than one ounce of respect. He let Logan into his life, his heart and showed him how his Wade should have been. And he felt like he just crushed Wade's heart beneath his feet.

Logan kissed harder, more desperately, openly bawling into the kiss, barely able to catch his breath. But then, as he pulled away, lips still pressed as close as they could to Wade's, his voice shook as he sobbed. He said those three words, like a prayer; sacred, but so incredibly scared all the same. "I love you, Wade Wilson."

Because the prayer meant that Wade was going to be in danger. But he would do anything to protect him. But it also meant that Wade could get hurt. But love was love was love...Love was learning to still deal with the pain for those you care about. And he cared about Wade. He was all he had.

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"No, it's... it's okay. Don't say it if you feel like you have to. I understand. It's okay, Logan. I'm not upset."

He was. It felt selfish. So very fucking selfish. He felt like he set himself up for failure. Maybe none of it was even real. Maybe he just got shitfaced and passed out and this was all just a dream. He hoped that was the case. He wanted a redo.

His hands slid down onto Logan's, and he gave them a gentle squeeze, forcing a smile as he did.

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"I love you, Wade Wilson." Logan reiterated, staring into the merc's eyes, as if reassuring Wade and himself, that yes, he was serious about this. He wasn't saying it just to say it. He wasn't saying it because Wade said it. He wasn't saying it to appease anyone's feelings but his own. Because it was true.

"I want to love you, as you are, and as you will be, for as long as you'll have me, Wade Wilson. With you, I can close my eyes and I don't see death. I see us. I see...peace. I'm just--" Logan paused, shutting his eyes, feeling Wade's hands on his. He squeezed Wade's hands gently.

"--I guess I'm afraid of what the future holds. I'm afraid you'll lose me, because of my Deadpool. The one that wants to kill me. I'm afraid he'll succeed one day. And I'm afraid that it'll ruin you." Logan's voice shook slightly. All he wanted to do was kiss. He wanted to kiss Wade until the sun came up, until his lips were kissed raw and bloody from too many nips.

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He couldn't take it anymore. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't keep them in any longer. They fell down his cheeks and he nearly tackled Logan into a hug, arms wrapped tightly around him, face buried in his neck. He rocked back and forth gently, saying nothing, just savoring the moment. He knew it couldn't last forever. He knew they were never guaranteed tomorrow, so fuck, he wanted to live for everything today.

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"Wade, bub..." Fuck, Wade was crying too. Shit. Logan didn't know what to do. Did he do something wrong? He was about to ask what was wrong when he fell backwards onto the couch, Wade's arms snaked around him like boa constrictors, hugging him tight and squeezing the air out of his lungs. Logan snaked his own strong arms around Wade, holding him against his body, leaning down to press a soft kiss against the merc's cheek.

"Hey, 'm right here. I'm not goin' anywhere. Not without you." Logan mumbled through his own tears. His waterworks had died down a bit, just a few stray tears rolled down his cheeks. He let his fingers dance up and down his back slowly, carefully, as if committing every single scar to memory.

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"Promise you won't go?"

He realizes that request is a lot to handle. He didn't want to make Logan feel like he had to stay. So he changed it.

"Promise... promise you'll try your best?"

He breathed softly against Logan's neck, feeling his hands on his skin, feeling the amount of love behind every single movement. It felt like heaven, just being in this moment. God, he hoped Logan would put up with him. He hoped he didn't fuck this up again.

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"Promise I'm not goin' anywhere, bub." Logan whispered, not even hesitating. He had nowhere, no one else to go to. He could have left, but he was putting himself in danger by being out on the streets alone.

"And try my best at what?" Logan pulled away briefly, just enough that he could look down at Wade, lifting a hand to caress his cheek. He wanted to kiss again. He wanted to taste him. So he leaned down, capturing his lips in a slow, languid kiss, tongue dancing aginst Wade's lips, and it felt like a little slice of heaven.

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"Just... yknow... to stick around. Be there for me like I'm gonna be there for you. Isn't that what lovers do?"

He smiled, happily leaning into Logan's kiss, hands threading themselves back up into his hair softly. God, he was already so in love. He was so scared he had ruined it and he felt nothing but relief that he hasn't. He thought he'd spoiled everything by saying something stupid like "I love you" but fuck was he happy he didn't.

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"Of course, bub. Not goin' anywhere without you." Logan mumbled against Wade's lips, kissing him slowly, languidly, his tongue swiping against the other's lips affectionately. Wade's fingers sifting through his hair felt like safety and comfort. It was the first time he had felt that in a very long time.

Logan deepened the kiss, flicking his tongue into his mouth as his hands explored and mapped out Wade's body. He wanted to know and memorize every inch of Wade's body, he wanted to love every scar, bum and groove.

When he pulled away, he started kissing every inch of the merc's body, his tongue flicking against rough, patchy skin as he kissed down his neck. His teeth nipped at Wade's collarbone, lips peppering soft kisses across broad shoulders. His fingers danced against his ribs as his lips moved lower, carefully moving his lover so he was laying on his back, Logan's body hovering over him.

"You're beautiful, Wade." Logan whispered against his chest, feeling the beating of his heart against his lips. He kissed the patch of skin, lips dragging against his sternum before moving lower.

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He added another time to the very few times he'd felt so... appreciated. Loved. Wanted. Everything felt so good. He hoped this moment would never end. He wanted to kiss Logan until the sun came up and not even stop there. It was all so warm and fuzzy and...

"Mm...?"

He watched Logan dip lower and lower, feeling heat grow in his lower half again. Fuck, this was embarrassing. He couldn't even control himself, he loved Logan so god damn much.

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Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

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Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

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"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

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"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

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Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

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He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

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Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

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He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

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"I...it's not that I don--" Logan started, hesitating through the tears, his voice shaky and sounding broken. He desperately wanted to say more, to tell him how he felt. That he had started falling for Wade the second he started blabbering about Hugh Jackman. He wanted to tell him he wasn't quite there yet, but he wanted to be, because he could see himself being happy with Wade, even despite the danger he would put them both in.

"Just...don't regret what you said, Wade. Please." Logan whispered, pressing his forehead to Wade's, trying to stop the tears from falling. They wouldn't.

"I just...don't want to hurt you." I don't want to die and see the pain in your eyes as I take my last breath. Kiss. I don't want to watch your world shatter as my body lay broken and bloody, finally unable to repair itself. Sob. I don't want to see you in the shoes I was just in, holding the body of the person you love.

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"It's okay."

He couldn't say anything else. There was oh so much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Like it always went. He shoved his emotions down and pushed through. That's what he did. So he didn't cry, even though he really fucking wanted to - he didn't even try to comfort Logan. He just sat there, unable to express anything. He returned kisses and touches but he couldn't put anything else on the table. He felt so guilty it hurt.

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And yet Wade's sudden lack of emotion shattered Logan. He wanted to hold onto Wade so tight, and never let go, because it already felt like he was losing him. It felt like he was slipping through his fingers and disappearing before his very eyes.

Logan wanted to say those three words. He wanted to put Wade's name at the end of it. Tie it with a bow and seal it with a kiss. And yet he felt like he just went out and put Wade out of his misery, hurting him like he said he wouldn't do, like he promised.

Wade was the first person to pull him out off the streets, clean him up, show him more than one ounce of respect. He let Logan into his life, his heart and showed him how his Wade should have been. And he felt like he just crushed Wade's heart beneath his feet.

Logan kissed harder, more desperately, openly bawling into the kiss, barely able to catch his breath. But then, as he pulled away, lips still pressed as close as they could to Wade's, his voice shook as he sobbed. He said those three words, like a prayer; sacred, but so incredibly scared all the same. "I love you, Wade Wilson."

Because the prayer meant that Wade was going to be in danger. But he would do anything to protect him. But it also meant that Wade could get hurt. But love was love was love...Love was learning to still deal with the pain for those you care about. And he cared about Wade. He was all he had.

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"No, it's... it's okay. Don't say it if you feel like you have to. I understand. It's okay, Logan. I'm not upset."

He was. It felt selfish. So very fucking selfish. He felt like he set himself up for failure. Maybe none of it was even real. Maybe he just got shitfaced and passed out and this was all just a dream. He hoped that was the case. He wanted a redo.

His hands slid down onto Logan's, and he gave them a gentle squeeze, forcing a smile as he did.

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"I love you, Wade Wilson." Logan reiterated, staring into the merc's eyes, as if reassuring Wade and himself, that yes, he was serious about this. He wasn't saying it just to say it. He wasn't saying it because Wade said it. He wasn't saying it to appease anyone's feelings but his own. Because it was true.

"I want to love you, as you are, and as you will be, for as long as you'll have me, Wade Wilson. With you, I can close my eyes and I don't see death. I see us. I see...peace. I'm just--" Logan paused, shutting his eyes, feeling Wade's hands on his. He squeezed Wade's hands gently.

"--I guess I'm afraid of what the future holds. I'm afraid you'll lose me, because of my Deadpool. The one that wants to kill me. I'm afraid he'll succeed one day. And I'm afraid that it'll ruin you." Logan's voice shook slightly. All he wanted to do was kiss. He wanted to kiss Wade until the sun came up, until his lips were kissed raw and bloody from too many nips.

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He couldn't take it anymore. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't keep them in any longer. They fell down his cheeks and he nearly tackled Logan into a hug, arms wrapped tightly around him, face buried in his neck. He rocked back and forth gently, saying nothing, just savoring the moment. He knew it couldn't last forever. He knew they were never guaranteed tomorrow, so fuck, he wanted to live for everything today.

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"Wade, bub..." Fuck, Wade was crying too. Shit. Logan didn't know what to do. Did he do something wrong? He was about to ask what was wrong when he fell backwards onto the couch, Wade's arms snaked around him like boa constrictors, hugging him tight and squeezing the air out of his lungs. Logan snaked his own strong arms around Wade, holding him against his body, leaning down to press a soft kiss against the merc's cheek.

"Hey, 'm right here. I'm not goin' anywhere. Not without you." Logan mumbled through his own tears. His waterworks had died down a bit, just a few stray tears rolled down his cheeks. He let his fingers dance up and down his back slowly, carefully, as if committing every single scar to memory.

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"Promise you won't go?"

He realizes that request is a lot to handle. He didn't want to make Logan feel like he had to stay. So he changed it.

"Promise... promise you'll try your best?"

He breathed softly against Logan's neck, feeling his hands on his skin, feeling the amount of love behind every single movement. It felt like heaven, just being in this moment. God, he hoped Logan would put up with him. He hoped he didn't fuck this up again.

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"Promise I'm not goin' anywhere, bub." Logan whispered, not even hesitating. He had nowhere, no one else to go to. He could have left, but he was putting himself in danger by being out on the streets alone.

"And try my best at what?" Logan pulled away briefly, just enough that he could look down at Wade, lifting a hand to caress his cheek. He wanted to kiss again. He wanted to taste him. So he leaned down, capturing his lips in a slow, languid kiss, tongue dancing aginst Wade's lips, and it felt like a little slice of heaven.

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"Just... yknow... to stick around. Be there for me like I'm gonna be there for you. Isn't that what lovers do?"

He smiled, happily leaning into Logan's kiss, hands threading themselves back up into his hair softly. God, he was already so in love. He was so scared he had ruined it and he felt nothing but relief that he hasn't. He thought he'd spoiled everything by saying something stupid like "I love you" but fuck was he happy he didn't.

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Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

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Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

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"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

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"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

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Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

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He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

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Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

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He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

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"I...it's not that I don--" Logan started, hesitating through the tears, his voice shaky and sounding broken. He desperately wanted to say more, to tell him how he felt. That he had started falling for Wade the second he started blabbering about Hugh Jackman. He wanted to tell him he wasn't quite there yet, but he wanted to be, because he could see himself being happy with Wade, even despite the danger he would put them both in.

"Just...don't regret what you said, Wade. Please." Logan whispered, pressing his forehead to Wade's, trying to stop the tears from falling. They wouldn't.

"I just...don't want to hurt you." I don't want to die and see the pain in your eyes as I take my last breath. Kiss. I don't want to watch your world shatter as my body lay broken and bloody, finally unable to repair itself. Sob. I don't want to see you in the shoes I was just in, holding the body of the person you love.

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"It's okay."

He couldn't say anything else. There was oh so much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Like it always went. He shoved his emotions down and pushed through. That's what he did. So he didn't cry, even though he really fucking wanted to - he didn't even try to comfort Logan. He just sat there, unable to express anything. He returned kisses and touches but he couldn't put anything else on the table. He felt so guilty it hurt.

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And yet Wade's sudden lack of emotion shattered Logan. He wanted to hold onto Wade so tight, and never let go, because it already felt like he was losing him. It felt like he was slipping through his fingers and disappearing before his very eyes.

Logan wanted to say those three words. He wanted to put Wade's name at the end of it. Tie it with a bow and seal it with a kiss. And yet he felt like he just went out and put Wade out of his misery, hurting him like he said he wouldn't do, like he promised.

Wade was the first person to pull him out off the streets, clean him up, show him more than one ounce of respect. He let Logan into his life, his heart and showed him how his Wade should have been. And he felt like he just crushed Wade's heart beneath his feet.

Logan kissed harder, more desperately, openly bawling into the kiss, barely able to catch his breath. But then, as he pulled away, lips still pressed as close as they could to Wade's, his voice shook as he sobbed. He said those three words, like a prayer; sacred, but so incredibly scared all the same. "I love you, Wade Wilson."

Because the prayer meant that Wade was going to be in danger. But he would do anything to protect him. But it also meant that Wade could get hurt. But love was love was love...Love was learning to still deal with the pain for those you care about. And he cared about Wade. He was all he had.

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"No, it's... it's okay. Don't say it if you feel like you have to. I understand. It's okay, Logan. I'm not upset."

He was. It felt selfish. So very fucking selfish. He felt like he set himself up for failure. Maybe none of it was even real. Maybe he just got shitfaced and passed out and this was all just a dream. He hoped that was the case. He wanted a redo.

His hands slid down onto Logan's, and he gave them a gentle squeeze, forcing a smile as he did.

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"I love you, Wade Wilson." Logan reiterated, staring into the merc's eyes, as if reassuring Wade and himself, that yes, he was serious about this. He wasn't saying it just to say it. He wasn't saying it because Wade said it. He wasn't saying it to appease anyone's feelings but his own. Because it was true.

"I want to love you, as you are, and as you will be, for as long as you'll have me, Wade Wilson. With you, I can close my eyes and I don't see death. I see us. I see...peace. I'm just--" Logan paused, shutting his eyes, feeling Wade's hands on his. He squeezed Wade's hands gently.

"--I guess I'm afraid of what the future holds. I'm afraid you'll lose me, because of my Deadpool. The one that wants to kill me. I'm afraid he'll succeed one day. And I'm afraid that it'll ruin you." Logan's voice shook slightly. All he wanted to do was kiss. He wanted to kiss Wade until the sun came up, until his lips were kissed raw and bloody from too many nips.

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He couldn't take it anymore. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't keep them in any longer. They fell down his cheeks and he nearly tackled Logan into a hug, arms wrapped tightly around him, face buried in his neck. He rocked back and forth gently, saying nothing, just savoring the moment. He knew it couldn't last forever. He knew they were never guaranteed tomorrow, so fuck, he wanted to live for everything today.

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"Wade, bub..." Fuck, Wade was crying too. Shit. Logan didn't know what to do. Did he do something wrong? He was about to ask what was wrong when he fell backwards onto the couch, Wade's arms snaked around him like boa constrictors, hugging him tight and squeezing the air out of his lungs. Logan snaked his own strong arms around Wade, holding him against his body, leaning down to press a soft kiss against the merc's cheek.

"Hey, 'm right here. I'm not goin' anywhere. Not without you." Logan mumbled through his own tears. His waterworks had died down a bit, just a few stray tears rolled down his cheeks. He let his fingers dance up and down his back slowly, carefully, as if committing every single scar to memory.

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"Promise you won't go?"

He realizes that request is a lot to handle. He didn't want to make Logan feel like he had to stay. So he changed it.

"Promise... promise you'll try your best?"

He breathed softly against Logan's neck, feeling his hands on his skin, feeling the amount of love behind every single movement. It felt like heaven, just being in this moment. God, he hoped Logan would put up with him. He hoped he didn't fuck this up again.

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Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

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Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

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"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

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"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

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Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

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He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

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Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

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He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

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"I...it's not that I don--" Logan started, hesitating through the tears, his voice shaky and sounding broken. He desperately wanted to say more, to tell him how he felt. That he had started falling for Wade the second he started blabbering about Hugh Jackman. He wanted to tell him he wasn't quite there yet, but he wanted to be, because he could see himself being happy with Wade, even despite the danger he would put them both in.

"Just...don't regret what you said, Wade. Please." Logan whispered, pressing his forehead to Wade's, trying to stop the tears from falling. They wouldn't.

"I just...don't want to hurt you." I don't want to die and see the pain in your eyes as I take my last breath. Kiss. I don't want to watch your world shatter as my body lay broken and bloody, finally unable to repair itself. Sob. I don't want to see you in the shoes I was just in, holding the body of the person you love.

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"It's okay."

He couldn't say anything else. There was oh so much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Like it always went. He shoved his emotions down and pushed through. That's what he did. So he didn't cry, even though he really fucking wanted to - he didn't even try to comfort Logan. He just sat there, unable to express anything. He returned kisses and touches but he couldn't put anything else on the table. He felt so guilty it hurt.

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And yet Wade's sudden lack of emotion shattered Logan. He wanted to hold onto Wade so tight, and never let go, because it already felt like he was losing him. It felt like he was slipping through his fingers and disappearing before his very eyes.

Logan wanted to say those three words. He wanted to put Wade's name at the end of it. Tie it with a bow and seal it with a kiss. And yet he felt like he just went out and put Wade out of his misery, hurting him like he said he wouldn't do, like he promised.

Wade was the first person to pull him out off the streets, clean him up, show him more than one ounce of respect. He let Logan into his life, his heart and showed him how his Wade should have been. And he felt like he just crushed Wade's heart beneath his feet.

Logan kissed harder, more desperately, openly bawling into the kiss, barely able to catch his breath. But then, as he pulled away, lips still pressed as close as they could to Wade's, his voice shook as he sobbed. He said those three words, like a prayer; sacred, but so incredibly scared all the same. "I love you, Wade Wilson."

Because the prayer meant that Wade was going to be in danger. But he would do anything to protect him. But it also meant that Wade could get hurt. But love was love was love...Love was learning to still deal with the pain for those you care about. And he cared about Wade. He was all he had.

[www-deadpoool-com]

"No, it's... it's okay. Don't say it if you feel like you have to. I understand. It's okay, Logan. I'm not upset."

He was. It felt selfish. So very fucking selfish. He felt like he set himself up for failure. Maybe none of it was even real. Maybe he just got shitfaced and passed out and this was all just a dream. He hoped that was the case. He wanted a redo.

His hands slid down onto Logan's, and he gave them a gentle squeeze, forcing a smile as he did.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

"I love you, Wade Wilson." Logan reiterated, staring into the merc's eyes, as if reassuring Wade and himself, that yes, he was serious about this. He wasn't saying it just to say it. He wasn't saying it because Wade said it. He wasn't saying it to appease anyone's feelings but his own. Because it was true.

"I want to love you, as you are, and as you will be, for as long as you'll have me, Wade Wilson. With you, I can close my eyes and I don't see death. I see us. I see...peace. I'm just--" Logan paused, shutting his eyes, feeling Wade's hands on his. He squeezed Wade's hands gently.

"--I guess I'm afraid of what the future holds. I'm afraid you'll lose me, because of my Deadpool. The one that wants to kill me. I'm afraid he'll succeed one day. And I'm afraid that it'll ruin you." Logan's voice shook slightly. All he wanted to do was kiss. He wanted to kiss Wade until the sun came up, until his lips were kissed raw and bloody from too many nips.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He couldn't take it anymore. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes, and he couldn't keep them in any longer. They fell down his cheeks and he nearly tackled Logan into a hug, arms wrapped tightly around him, face buried in his neck. He rocked back and forth gently, saying nothing, just savoring the moment. He knew it couldn't last forever. He knew they were never guaranteed tomorrow, so fuck, he wanted to live for everything today.

[www-deadpoool-com]

Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

@logan-wolverine-howlett

Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

[www-deadpoool-com]

"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

—

"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

[loganwolverinehowlett]

"I...it's not that I don--" Logan started, hesitating through the tears, his voice shaky and sounding broken. He desperately wanted to say more, to tell him how he felt. That he had started falling for Wade the second he started blabbering about Hugh Jackman. He wanted to tell him he wasn't quite there yet, but he wanted to be, because he could see himself being happy with Wade, even despite the danger he would put them both in.

"Just...don't regret what you said, Wade. Please." Logan whispered, pressing his forehead to Wade's, trying to stop the tears from falling. They wouldn't.

"I just...don't want to hurt you." I don't want to die and see the pain in your eyes as I take my last breath. Kiss. I don't want to watch your world shatter as my body lay broken and bloody, finally unable to repair itself. Sob. I don't want to see you in the shoes I was just in, holding the body of the person you love.

[www-deadpoool-com]

"It's okay."

He couldn't say anything else. There was oh so much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Like it always went. He shoved his emotions down and pushed through. That's what he did. So he didn't cry, even though he really fucking wanted to - he didn't even try to comfort Logan. He just sat there, unable to express anything. He returned kisses and touches but he couldn't put anything else on the table. He felt so guilty it hurt.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

And yet Wade's sudden lack of emotion shattered Logan. He wanted to hold onto Wade so tight, and never let go, because it already felt like he was losing him. It felt like he was slipping through his fingers and disappearing before his very eyes.

Logan wanted to say those three words. He wanted to put Wade's name at the end of it. Tie it with a bow and seal it with a kiss. And yet he felt like he just went out and put Wade out of his misery, hurting him like he said he wouldn't do, like he promised.

Wade was the first person to pull him out off the streets, clean him up, show him more than one ounce of respect. He let Logan into his life, his heart and showed him how his Wade should have been. And he felt like he just crushed Wade's heart beneath his feet.

Logan kissed harder, more desperately, openly bawling into the kiss, barely able to catch his breath. But then, as he pulled away, lips still pressed as close as they could to Wade's, his voice shook as he sobbed. He said those three words, like a prayer; sacred, but so incredibly scared all the same. "I love you, Wade Wilson."

Because the prayer meant that Wade was going to be in danger. But he would do anything to protect him. But it also meant that Wade could get hurt. But love was love was love...Love was learning to still deal with the pain for those you care about. And he cared about Wade. He was all he had.

[www-deadpoool-com]

"No, it's... it's okay. Don't say it if you feel like you have to. I understand. It's okay, Logan. I'm not upset."

He was. It felt selfish. So very fucking selfish. He felt like he set himself up for failure. Maybe none of it was even real. Maybe he just got shitfaced and passed out and this was all just a dream. He hoped that was the case. He wanted a redo.

His hands slid down onto Logan's, and he gave them a gentle squeeze, forcing a smile as he did.

[www-deadpoool-com]

Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

@logan-wolverine-howlett

Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

[www-deadpoool-com]

"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

—

"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

[loganwolverinehowlett]

"I...it's not that I don--" Logan started, hesitating through the tears, his voice shaky and sounding broken. He desperately wanted to say more, to tell him how he felt. That he had started falling for Wade the second he started blabbering about Hugh Jackman. He wanted to tell him he wasn't quite there yet, but he wanted to be, because he could see himself being happy with Wade, even despite the danger he would put them both in.

"Just...don't regret what you said, Wade. Please." Logan whispered, pressing his forehead to Wade's, trying to stop the tears from falling. They wouldn't.

"I just...don't want to hurt you." I don't want to die and see the pain in your eyes as I take my last breath. Kiss. I don't want to watch your world shatter as my body lay broken and bloody, finally unable to repair itself. Sob. I don't want to see you in the shoes I was just in, holding the body of the person you love.

[www-deadpoool-com]

"It's okay."

He couldn't say anything else. There was oh so much he wanted to say, but nothing came out. Like it always went. He shoved his emotions down and pushed through. That's what he did. So he didn't cry, even though he really fucking wanted to - he didn't even try to comfort Logan. He just sat there, unable to express anything. He returned kisses and touches but he couldn't put anything else on the table. He felt so guilty it hurt.

[www-deadpoool-com]

Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

@logan-wolverine-howlett

Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

[www-deadpoool-com]

"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

—

"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan's hands trailed up Wade's back, pulling him closer, feeling his bare chest press up against his own. He tilted his head to one side as their tongues beat together languidly, affectionately. The kiss broke briefly, Wade's lips brushing lightly against his as two words escaped the merc's lips.

Logan froze, his eyes fluttering open to look at Wade, but he was swept away in another kiss. He could feel the emotion pouring out of Wade with every kiss. Logan wasn't sure he wanted to take that plunge. The thought of loving someone terrified him just as much as death did. He'd seen too many of his loved ones die, and sure, it was probably a hell of a lot harder to kill Wade, any Wade, but the fear was still there. Because the Wade from his timeline hadn't finished the job, and he was going to.

And yet his heart still shattered, because this Wade got attached. And what if his Wade showed up to kill him and succeeded? He didn't want to break this Wade's heart like that. He didn't want to ruin what could be a good thing by dying.

Logan wasn't even aware he had started crying, tears rolling down his face as he kissed Wade. The kisses were rough, hungry, but full of fear, like he was afraid Wade would disappear at any moment. That he would just go limp in his arms and this was all just a dream. And even Wade was dead in his arms. Fuck...

He was spiraling again.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He stopped, pulling away and opening his eyes to see what had happened. His expression softened and he put a hand on Logan's cheek.

"Logan? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I..."

He looked down and away, now extremely guilty for letting it slip. Fuck. Obviously he shouldn't have said something like that. They don't even know each other. He just lost everyone. He's not ready. He doesn't want me like I want him.

He wanted to wipe his tears away. He wanted to kiss him and say that everything was going to be okay and that he'd protect Logan and be there for him through all this hard shit. But now no words wanted to come out. He stared down at his other hand, and pulled the one on Logan's cheek away. Way to fuck it all up, Wade. Couldn't have just shut up for one second?

[www-deadpoool-com]

PSA THEY BROUGHT BACK TUMBLR BOOPS LETS FUCKING GO

[deadpool-wade-wilson]

@cutie-pool

Hi! I'm Ellie! I'm looking for my dad! My mom told me his name was Wade.

hi Ellie.

[cutie-pool]

Do you know where I could find him?

[deadpool-wade-wilson]

Im sure he’s around here somewhere. There’s way too many people to count but I’m sure one of them is your dad.

Closest one I can think of that’s not young is //@www-deadpoool-com

[www-deadpoool-com]

You called?

[cutie-pool]

are you my dad?

[www-deadpoool-com]

I don't think so? Don't remember birthing you or anything.

[www-deadpoool-com]

Logan stumbles by with a fifth of Jim Beam in his hand, nearly empty. "Hey, bub. D'you know how to get to...shit. Where the fuck am I? How the fuck did I get here?" He growls.

@logan-wolverine-howlett

Wade's eyes widen as he takes in the familiar voice and obnoxious scent of whiskey. He turns around, staring at Logan, looking him up and down. "Holy shit."

[www-deadpoool-com]

"Well I've got nowhere else to go, Wade." Logan started, smiling softly as he peppered soft kisses against Wade's jawline. The problem with nowhere else to go was that he'd also have the same issue tomorrow, and the next. Yet he didn't want to feel like a burden to Wade. He had already asked too much of him, letting him use his bathroom to clean up and borrow his clothes. Yet he was afraid of asking Wade for more help.

"You'd miss me, though, huh? You tryin' to tell me you already caught feelings, bub?" Logan chuckled, pressing another soft kiss against Wade's lips. If he wasn't careful, he was going to catch feelings for Wade, and fuck, he'd be screwed.

—

"Is... it bad if that's right?"

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. It felt a little weird to admit just how much he loved this. How much he already loved Logan.

"It's okay. It gets lonely anyways. I recently moved out, so... I don't really have much to do here."

He happily received Logan's kisses, nuzzling into his neck once he had stopped and returning the kisses there.

[loganwolverinehowlett]

Logan smiled, feeling his heart flutter at Wade's words. Because despite the nervousness he was feeling, he could almost feel the three words tumbling out of his lips. They had only known each other for a day, but it already felt like a lifetime, and for once, he wasn't feeling the pang of trauma, of guilt, of fear.

"'s not bad at all, bub." Logan pressed a soft kiss to Wade's forehead, tracing circles across his back before pulling the merc into another kiss. He couldn't help but keep kissing Wade. His lips were addicting; the way he moved his tongue against his, the way he tasted, touched, smelled. It was like a drug to him.

[www-deadpoool-com]

He didn't care that it had been a few hours. He was already completely addicted to the other man and everything about him. He didn't care that he came with lots. He didn't care about any of it. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, but-

"Love you...- love- love you, Logan..."

He spoke between kisses, wrapping his arms around Logan even tighter. He deepened the kiss, poured passion into it, and he couldn't help but feel like things were getting heated again. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't stop. Logan just felt so good.