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( 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. )

Edited 2022-06-13 03:09 (UTC)

[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.]

( wade doesn't even need to say anything, he can just feel his uncertainty, even without being a telepath. it's sort of... cute... in a way. to think he makes someone feel like that where it doesn't even have to be because of what he can do. what he's capable of. it's because of that he feels a little more confident himself — a little more playful and so when wade goes and asks him about joining him, he gives it a serious consideration, tilting his head. )

Sure.

( removing his jacket, he drops it there on the counter and heads his way for the bathroom. )

Might be nice to have some consistent hot water.

( the showers in the down weren't that great after all. )

[Maybe in some accidental way Wade actually is 'good at this' since it's helping Nate put himself out there in a way he might not of otherwise. It's a thought. But really Wade is just being weird and this is all dumb fucking luck.

He grins when Nate agrees, some of the tension lessening in him, and then boldly shucking off his pants and boxers next, giving Nate a view of his scarred but nicely shaped ass before heading into the bathroom to turn on the water.] It is nice. My apartment in the Down didn't even have water half the time.

( nate follows along, unable to Not stare at the other’s ass what with it right there in front of him. unlike wade, however, he waits until they’re actually in the bathroom before he starts to undo the front of his pants, tugging his shirt up and over his shoulders. he’s fit — has some muscle on him and lacks any sort of scars one might think he could have from the sort of world he grew up in. helps to sometimes have that telepathy of his heal him up, he guesses.

shirt dropped to the floor, boots and pants go next and then everything else does as well, boxer-briefs sitting around his ankles before he steps out of them. flicking his hair out of his face and fully naked, he takes a second to look around the actual bathroom, noting how much more different it is from the ones in the down. )

Yeah. It’s real hit or miss.

( the water, he means. which, with it running now, he steps his way into the shower after letting fingers reach out to touch the warm water and just lets himself enjoy how nice it feels on his skin, pleased little hum there on his lips as he does. )

[Wade is muscular. Large biceps, six-pack abs, and those little lines that crease down at the hip? Yeah, he's got all that. It's just covered in the scars. Scars that Wade is more than a little subconscious of. The more time he spends in Duplicity, the less that's the case. But he still hates them. Still doesn't believe anyone that says they don't mind them or even that they like them.

His eyes do linger on Nate as he steps into the shower after him, stepping in behind him. As awkward as he'd been, he's thinking more with his dick than his mind now. That makes it marginally easier not to question much of anything.

Reaching around Nate, arm grazing his waist he snatches up the loofah and some soap.] I get your back? Then you can get mine?

( the scars, genuinely, don’t bother nate. the reasons BEHIND them do, but not the fact that wade has to wear them. he figures the other is a little self-conscious of them, what with the surprise he had had when nate had said he wasn’t ugly, so he doesn’t bother to draw attention to them, even in a playful manner. when he catches that hand reaching around for the loofah [that’s a strange looking thing] and soap, he turns a little. )

Wait.

( reaching out himself, he gently grasps at the others neck and leans in. kissing him. just like when they’d been high above the city in that little telekinetic bubble of theirs. just, this time there’s no chance of unexpectedly falling and going kersplat on the pavement. a good thing, he thinks. )

That’s for dropping you by accident.

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