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[fourthwalled]

[Wade is in the middle of the park walking Logan, bending down with a plastic bag to pick a little puppy poop, when he feels the brush of fingers against his scalp and non-existent hair. He can't help the involuntary shudder and moan of pleasure that escapes his mouth, earning him a few questioning looks and a quickening of steps to get passed him as his bags up the poop.

Whelp. At least that's far from the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to him. He clears his throat them thinks back.]

Just walking in the park. What's up?

[overconfidently]

( he'd say sorry, but. you know. )

I need to talk to you about something and it feels safer this way to.

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Seem ominous. But alright... shoot.

[He tosses the bag of poop into a trash can and walks over with his dog to sit on a bench.]

[overconfidently]

I want to try and figure out The Creator again. But differently. Try to get inside his mansion.

[fourthwalled]

Oh. Okay.

And... am I allowed to help?

[The thoughts are tentative, awaiting what he's sure is coming to that question considering their last conversation.]

[overconfidently]

( he can feel they are and it has him frown. )

It's a psychic thing. I thought about hijacking someone's mind going in. See if I can see what they see. Or, if that fails, try to disguise myself and go in. Make them see me as one of them.

I'm telling you because you should know.

( because they said they'd look out for each other. also feelings. )

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[He should know. Not that he feels particularly great about it. Wade wishes he could at least help somehow and doesn't really care for this helpless feeling. It's better than not knowing at all. That doesn't stop him from still being worried. ]

Thanks for telling me. I hope you find something...

[And he'll just sit around feeling like a useless sack of shit. Maybe he should have been doing more to fight back at this place than he had been. As it stands, he'd not done much of anything.]

[overconfidently]

( quiet for a moment, he doesn’t disconnect from this conversation of theirs. not yet at least. )

Do you want to be there with me?

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If you'd let me. If you don't want me there... I get it.

[Be more pathetic about it, Wade.]

[overconfidently]

( wade might feel a gentle brush of fingers along the back of his neck then and nate’s telepathic voice comes off fond and soft. )

I always want you here.

[fourthwalled]

[At least Wade managed not to let out some unfortunate sound this time as he feels that ghost-like touch across his neck. The thoughts do yank right at Wade's heartstrings though.]

Now you're just trying to butter me up. And it's working!

[overconfidently]

( there’s a gentle sort of fondness thy can be felt through the connection which maybe might feel weird to someone not used to feeling the emotions of others, but. it’s there either way, as is the short huff of laughter. )

Good. You wanna come over tonight for a sleepover?

[fourthwalled]

[The emotions in Wade's brain could be so scattered that it at first doesn't register, but eventually he does make it out for what it is.]

I'd love to. I'll bring pizza and porn.

[overconfidently]

( he can’t see but there’s definitely a roll of eyes there, playful as it is. )

Sure. Just come over when you’re ready. Door will be unlocked. You can bring Logan the dog if you want.

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I do want. Logan will be happy to see you. He likes you.

[Or at least he wagged his tail and bounced around a whole lot when he saw Nate. Or maybe that was the puppy just picking up on Wade's own fond feelings. A bit of both, honestly.]

[overconfidently]

I like him too.