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Don't think you should come to me for healthy coping mechanisms...

[He sits up and grins at him then, leaning over to playfully smack his shoulder.] Hey, you wanna open up a hole in this bubble? Then we can pee out of it and see if we can hit anyone down below?

[This. This is how Wade handles it, Nate.]

( the reply of not really, no is there on his lips as he stares to wade when he makes the suggestion, but it doesn’t come. no words come, for that matter, and instead, he leans over to the other mutant, which isn’t very far given the closed space they’re in, and he kisses him. just like that. right here in this little telekinetic bubble high above the city. )

[Whatever response Wade is expecting that is not it. The kiss hits his lips and his brain shortcircuits. The footsie is one thing, but this is far harder to misinterpret.

After a second or two of shock, Wade returns the kiss, reaching for Nate to tug him closer. Maybe he shouldn't do this, right? Nate is half his age and maybe drunk... and Cable... and other reasons, maybe?

Fuck it, he doesn't care.]

( the tug is a gentle sort of surprise for nate but he lets himself be — lets himself come in closer to wade as he keeps kissing him because... he's being kissed back and, if he's honest, he's not so sure he had anticipated that, telepath or not.

but for as much as nate has been fighting back at this place and all its so-called expectations of him and others here, he doesn't fight this. doesn't fight wanting to do it and so high above the city in their own little bubble. their telekinetic bubble. their warm... very warm... telekinetic bubble. the warmth, however, isn't coming from the bubble around them but from nate's head beginning to spin... spin to the point where the bubble begins to flicker a little and before he can catch it... there's no more bubble.

no bubble to sit in.

to kiss in.

just... air.

air that is not solid and with nothing keeping them up... that means falling. sudden falling. yes. )

[The bubble disappears and Wade feels very much like Wile E. Coyote treading the air only to realize too late what's about to happen, eyes wide. He's still drunk too so his brain fights to keep up with his descent and what the inevitable conclusion to that fall will be. His legs flail and he falls away from Nate, into a tailspin to the ground which is coming up quick. While he's not going to be peeing on anyone below, they might be about to get something splattered on them. Wade's back hits the pavement with a loud crack. And it's not a pretty sight. Blood, broken bones, maybe a little brain matter.

Whelp, this is gonna be a mood killer, huh?

Just give him a minute Nate, he'll be back up in a minute. Maybe two.]

( head still spinning, it takes nate a second or two to realize what's happened. that he'd passed out for a couple of seconds from the overuse of his powers so much in one night; drained and not having been more acutely aware of that.

when he comes to after that second or two of being unconscious, he realizes that he's falling — that he and wade are falling and he panics, just for a second, before he twists and reaches out with his hand to catch wade. telepathically.

but nothing happens and that panic settles back in when he realizes that he hasn't caught wade. that he hasn't caught himself. )

Wade!

( it's only at the last second that he digs deep enough to rip up some of his sleeping power and he just barely catches himself... but not wade. dropping down quickly, he hits the ground with a resounding thud, almost cracking the pavement around him from the telekinetic force and he runs over to where wade had hit the ground. )

Wade!

( and he's left coming to an abrupt halt — stricken with horror at the sight of the other. )

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[He looks terrible. Looks like a corpse, truthfully. How could anyone survive something like that? Except Wade's already survived this exact thing once before. And much worse. At least here, all his limbs are still attached?

Speaking of limbs, his fingers start to twitch, then his arm starts to move as bone starts to snap back into place. Coughing comes next, a disgusting, wet, uncomfortable sound. He spits out blood, bone, maybe a tooth or two. Then clears his throat struggling to speak.]

Was... my... ki-kissing that b-bad?

( too many things are rushing through nate's head that, at first, he almost misses the twitching of wade happening but when the coughing comes, nate feels like he can breathe again and he hurries over to the other's side.

a bit of a stumble as he goes, he drops down to his knees there next to wade, blue eyes wide and so shocked at the sight. he looks wade over, hands hovering over him, almost afraid to touch him, never mind move him... and then wade speaks. )

What?

( is he SERIOUSLY asking him that? )

No. It wasn't— you just— I didn't think you'd kiss me back!

( instability of ones emotions is always A Time for a telepath/telekinetic... and those around them. )

Are you— are you ok? Can you move?

Wh-What? Why not? You kissed m-me! What di-did you expect me to do?!

[Wade is already talking better. He flexes his fingers and starts to drag himself up to seating from the blood-soaked pavement. He grabs hold of a foot that is currently facing in very much the wrong direction and snaps it forcefully back into place.] Fuck! Me. Sideways.

Healing factor, remember? Not my first fall.

[Probably not the last, either.]

( awkwardly laugh? accuse him of being baby cable? it was nice to be kissed back — to be pulled in closer for more, just... he hadn't expected that, is all. even if he had wanted it. so it had taken him by surprise. just a little. for a couple seconds.

and now they're here. wade a broken, bloody mess, and nate just there beside him. not as distraught as initially but still a little in shock at wade. especially when he goes and snaps that foot back in place.

sigh on his lips, he pinches the bridge of his nose — very scott-like and he doesn't even know it — before letting that hand drop away to his side. )

Yeah. I can see that.

( the healing factor he means.

looking to wade then with those bright blue eyes of his, his expression is apologetic, swallowing as he looks at the injuries that have started to heal. mostly the bones and all. )

I'm sorry. ( words soft, letting his gaze drop a little. ) I should have caught you...

Hey, no- [Wade reaches a hand out to Nate, still blood-stained but completely healed, and pats his leg, trying to be reassuring.]

Really don't worry about it. I'm fine.

[As fine as he ever is. He grimaces a bit as his ribs realign themselves out of his punctured lungs. In some ways, the rapid healing hurt nearly as much as the injury itself.]

I probably should have gotten you a different drink that wasn't so strong. We all make mistakes.

[Wade really doesn't care. He never really cared about himself...]

Yeah.

( as horrific as this had been to see [a little up there with finding forge's dying body], it's almost a fucked up blessing that it had been wade and not someone else what with his having that rapid healing and all. almost anyone else would have been killed instantly.

shifting some, he moves to stand and reaches out with his hands for wade to take. )

Come on. I think you've had enough fun for one night.

[Taking the hand Wade hauls himself shakily to his feet. The horrified onlookers starting to disperse.]

Oh, um. Okay. [pause.] So no more kissing then?

( again, wade seems to surprise nate, which is ironic when he’s a telepath and all.

hauling the other mutant up to his feet, he lets his hands slip away from wade’s, reaching out to help balance him instead if he needs it and, in doing so, he tips his head some, white bangs falling in front of his face as he looks up to him through them with those blue eyes of his. )

Maybe not in the middle of the street with your blood all over the ground? Seems like a mood killer.

[He looks down at the bloody spot, shrugging a bit before meeting those blue eyes that seem almost shy? In that way he's very different than Cable and it reminds him again just how young Nate is.]

Guess not. [It wouldn't have stopped Wade, but that's just Wade. Although he's also got blood on his face, so that might be less than appealing too. He starts in the direction of the Up apartments, limping at first but soon walking normally.]

I didn't expect you to do that. Kiss me just like that, I mean. [So Nate's not the only one surprised here. He'd wanted it, he thinks, despite voices in his brain saying it was a bad idea. Especially with Scott's warning not the fuck Nate over. He's not planning to, but what he intends and what happens are rarely the same thing.] I am old, you know? Not Wolverine old. But still. Don't let my youthful looks and childlike wonder fool you.

( it's to the up apartments looks like and nate follows alongside wade, keeping an eye on the other with that limping until he seems to straighten himself out. last thing he wants is for something to give and for wade to be stumbling over or something. he's got a healing factor, sure. but after a fall like that, probably disorients a person for a bit. even someone like wade.

he's quiet as they go, arms there at his sides, looking to the blood he has on his thigh from wade. hopefully he can figure out a way to get that out, he thinks. the mention of wade being old, however, gets him to snap himself out of his thoughts and he looks over to the other mutant, a huff there on his lips as he rolls his eyes. )

Really? And here I thought you were some spring chicken with some shitty fashion sense.

( sarcasm. so much sarcasm there.

bowing his head, those bangs fall in front of his face again, pushing them out of the way when he looks up, carding fingers through his hair. )

But I wanted to. So I did. ( kiss him, he means. )

Hey! What's wrong with my fashion sense? No one can pull off rainbow crocs, sweatpants and Hello Kitty t-shirts like this guy can! [He pounds his chest, fist pounding against a now bloodied Hello Kitty shirt. Which might now be ruined. He does smile though, peaking back at those blue eyes through Nate's too long bangs. Seriously dude, get those things cut already!

But not actually, it's kinda hot.]

I thought I was the impulsive one. Just couldn't resist my raw animal magnetism, hmm?

( again, the eyeroll comes, hands moving to stuff themselves into his pockets as they go. good to know it's not just his healing factor that's relatively quick but his "getting back to normal" as well.

swaying a little towards the other as he goes, he doesn't look to wade. just keeps looking ahead as they go to the up apartments. )

Do you actually hear yourself sometimes?

( he honestly has to wonder. )

I'm surprised you haven't been gagged yet.

I mean... it's happened. Or someone finds something else to occupy my mouth. [He waits for Nate to look at him again then winks with one eye and then the other. Then waggles his hairless brows.

Get it, Nate?

Yeah, okay, it's not that subtle.]

( yeah. he gets it. if the flat look he gives the other is anything to go by.

but look, he leaves it at that and just keeps an eye on wade as they head back to the up apartments— which? doesn't take a super long time and, as they come up to them, nate lets his gaze drift up the luxurious looking building. things like this, also, are mostly destroyed in the world he'd grown up. )

Scott's not here.

( he says as they head in, having scanned for his father and not feeling his presence there within the apartment the older mutant shares with wade, letting the other lead since, well, he lives here and nate's not about to burst down the door. again. )

Not surprising. He's not been spending a lot of time there.

[And Wade's not entirely sure where he goes. Logan's? Jean's? The gym? Maybe a selection of all three? He doesn't ask. He steps up to the door, pulling out his keys to unlock it before stepping inside, glancing back to see if Nate is going to follow.]

I guess I should probably take a shower. [Since he's covered in blood and gore and all.]

( there's a curiosity that nate feels when wade reveals to him that scott doesn't seem to spend much time here in his own place and, like wade, he wonders where it is then that his father goes. not that it's any of his business, but. he wonders. he can't help it.

he's stepping in after wade when he goes and makes the suggestion of taking a shower and then he pauses, lingering there in the doorway, hands still in his pockets. )

Oh. Yeah. I mean... you should. You're kinda... you know.

( covered in blood and gore.

still, he lingers there. )

Guess you're good from here.

[Wade's not usually awkward about this kind of stuff, but Nate being awkward is making him uncertain too.]

Oh. Um... okay? [He's disappointed that it seems Nate is leaving, not that he'd really known what to expect or if he'd expected anything at all really. Still.] Thanks for helping me with that cheese spreader.

[It seems the thing to say? Maybe?]

( for the better portion of the night, he's been good with not prying into wade's thoughts. not necessarily because of that one time he had slipped into his mind, but more because it just... seemed like the right thing to do. to not pry.

so he still doesn't — not really. instead, he feels as if he picks up on something from the other mutant and it has him standing there, eyeing wade before he lets his gaze drift away for a second. )

Yeah. You're really bad at this, huh?

( deciding for them, he pushes past wade and heads inside. )

What?

[Wade looks confused, pouting a bit, watching as Nate pushes past.]

Hey! I'm not usually! [Usually he's all in and practically throwing himself at a people. Now? He's just not sure how to navigate Nate for some reason. Wade starts to tug off his shirt, scars that cover his face and hands continue there too. Every inch of him. He heads in the direction of the shower.]

You gonna join? Or...?

[Yup, now he's being weird again. Fuck.]

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