( nate's sitting on the ledge of one of the higher buildings in the city and just... sitting, really. sitting and thinking and trying not to think. he comes up here to drown out the noise of everyone else around him, but. finds it doesn't work much when trying to drown out his own thoughts, so. after awhile of just replaying everything over and over again in his head, he reaches out to wade with his mind. a gentle brush of ghost-like fingers through hair that isn't there any longer on the other mutant. )
Is it weird when I just reach out to you like this?
[Wade's not doing anything when Nate 'rings', just chilling on the couch with his dog curled up beside him and flipping through his phone. His eyes flutter closed like they always did at the invisible and familiar touch.]
No, it's not weird. Feels a bit like I'm talking to myself, but I'm used to that.
We could maybe paint that mural I talked about in your room! Like the ones I did at the apartment and recreated at Scott, Mid, and I's new place. And it doesn't have to be a unicorn. You could pick what it is?
( there's a gentle warmth that he sends to wade to feel. )
Sure. I probably wouldn't do it on the wall here. I think Steve and I might move some place at some point. Not sure when or where yet. But yeah. If you're up for it, it could be fun maybe.
( how is it again that nate is the cute one when wade is having his brain keysmash? still, nate smiles at those words and bows his head, white bangs falling in front of his face and hiding that shy smile, even if wade can't see. )
Yeah. I'd like you to be that. Do... you want me to be yours?
[Wade promises back, the words full of feeling and glee. It's been a while since he's been legitimately happy. He always acted happy of course, but that was just as much a disguise as the mask he rarely wore anymore here.]
telepathy;
Is it weird when I just reach out to you like this?
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No, it's not weird. Feels a bit like I'm talking to myself, but I'm used to that.
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Okay. Promise. Cross my heart and hope to die. I won't laugh.
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Do you want to paint together sometime?
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Paint? Like... a wine and canvas? Or like sexy naked panting?
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Oh! Oh!
We could maybe paint that mural I talked about in your room! Like the ones I did at the apartment and recreated at Scott, Mid, and I's new place. And it doesn't have to be a unicorn. You could pick what it is?
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Sure. I probably wouldn't do it on the wall here. I think Steve and I might move some place at some point. Not sure when or where yet. But yeah. If you're up for it, it could be fun maybe.
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I miss being able to just hop over to your place on a whim.
[Wade's a clingy bitch, okay?]
We could do some painting before that though? Maybe someplace around here's got classes or something. And we could try pottery too!
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You need to take classes to paint? I thought you just... did it.
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But more it was just to have a place to paint. Like a studio or place with supplies to dick around with.
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Hopefully, this one won't get ruined.
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( his "voice" is soft as he says that. )
I know I could have texted about this, but. I just wanted to hear your voice I guess.
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I like hearing your voice too. You can reach out like this whenever you want.
[Provided he's not otherwise 'occupied'. Although honestly, even then.]
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( it's said affectionately and, after a pause, he adds then, maybe a little softly. )
I love you. No matter what.
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I love you too. No matter what.
[He doesn't know what that 'no matter what' might be, but it doesn't matter. He's not planning on going anywhere if he can help it.]
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Does this mean you want to be my boyfriend?
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It might mean that yeah.
I mean. If you want me to be that? No like pressure or anything.
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Yeah. I'd like you to be that. Do... you want me to be yours?
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Of course I fucking want to be yours.
[Whatever that means in a place like this.]
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( just like that, silly as it may be to say. )
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[Wade promises back, the words full of feeling and glee. It's been a while since he's been legitimately happy. He always acted happy of course, but that was just as much a disguise as the mask he rarely wore anymore here.]
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Thanks for being you.