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"You know what, you're a fucking joke."
Wade was stunned by Logan's sudden anger.
"No wonder the Avengers didn't take you, or the X-men — and they'll take fucking anyone"
Ouch, was what Wade thought to himself.
"I mean, you are a ridiculous, immature, half-wit moron."
Wade's heart sank. What Logan described was what Wade’s been thinking about, for almost the entirety of his post-breakup period.
"I have never met a sadder, more attention starved, jabbering little prick in my entire life, and that says a lot cuz I've been alive for more than 200 fuckin years."
Every word Logan said stabbed Wade into his chest. And it hurts a hell lot for someone who's been so positive for all his life. It made him spiral into the dark, punching him right into his guts.
"I'll tell ya, that ball chick was right about one thing. You will never. save. the world."
And now Logan talks about Vanessa, absolutely what he needed.
"You couldn't even save a relationship with a goddamn stripper!”
It's all my fault.
“And motherfucker, I wish i could say you die alone,”
I wanted to die, I tried to kill myself–
“but it's one of god's best jokes that you can't die, except that's on all of us!"
–so many fucking times. Wade screamed internally. It's a good thing he was wearing a mask, otherwise Logan would call him pathetic now that he's crying like a 5 year old.
"You got nothing to say, mouth?"
He wanted to scream. He wanted to yell and throw a fit, telling Logan he's wrong. But he knew too well that Logan was right. He didn't deserve Vanessa, he didn't deserve to be happy, heck- he didn't even want this stupid superpower to begin with.
He wanted to vent, to release all his pent up energy and take it out on the man in front of him.
"I'm gonna fight you now"
Logan wheezed, "Oh, are you-"
And so Wade punched him in the face.
Bright red blood came oozing out of Logan's nose, and that's what gave Wade the boost of adrenaline to do what he does best.
Logan punches Wade back into the face twice, then one on the side of Wade's face, then slams him on the radio. The radio shuffled between songs until Logan was satisfied.
Wade was then tied with a seatbelt and gets stabbed by Logan's claws.
“You're not talkin now, are ya?”
Now we're talkin.
-
They've already fought for a good few minutes, until Wade is slammed into the backseat, with his leg on the headrest.
"I take it all back, the Honda Odyssey fucks hard! Too bad you don't needle dick"
Logan chuckled, getting into his stance to stab Wade again. "Oh, we're just getting started"
Logan plunged forward and stabbed Wade's neck multiple times, getting so into it that Wade's arms gave up. They heard a clank on the car floor, where both of Wade's knives could be seen.
Logan looked down at the knives and took out his claws, surprised to see Wade surrender so easily, only to look up and see Wade's mask getting wet. Wade didn't notice that he had been crying for the whole fight, never thinking straight.
Wade wanted to give up everything, he just wanted to make sure his loved ones were safe. And yet he's winded up fighting some stupid guy with knives for hands.
Wade could hear Logan retracting his claws, but he's still unable to look him in the eyes.
“Bub.”
Logan's tone softened, something Wade never thought he would hear. It only made him want to cry even more, despite the situation they're in.
But he knows he's childish, and he doesn't deserve any good given to him. He faked a cough and faced Logan awkwardly.
Wade tried to reach for his knives albeit pinned down by Logan, “Sorry peanut, got a lil carried away. We can continue the fight, just let me get my–”
“No.” Logan strengthened the position by resting his left hand on the seat while holding Wade's shoulder with his right.
Wade flinched, making serious eye contact with Logan. He sighed, as he tried to push Logan away, but he forgot that this guy was made from an adamantium skeleton.
“Tell me what's wrong.” Logan broke the silence. That's what made Wade finally snap.
“You ask me what's wrong after LITERALLY yelling at my face telling me to shut up? You never knew how much I love Vanessa until i tried to kill myself exactly 87 times after she's dead! 87 FUCKING TIMES! You never knew how much i hated my whole fucking existence that i tried to erase myself from the fucking universe after i knew about this universe travel motherfucker.”
Logan stood still, trying to process everything Wade said. The air felt suffocating, as more tears flowed out of Wade's eyes.
“I hate myself, and at least I can try to die saving my world.”
Wade lowered his head and broke down. He curled himself up trying to avoid Logan, maybe he was a selfish bastard afterall.
“I'm sorry.” Logan broke the sound of sniffles and sobs coming from the other man.
Wade was still trying to process everything when Logan suddenly let go of the grip on his shoulder. He tilted his head upwards to face Logan. His mask is removed by the rough yet soft touch of Logan's hand, revealing Wade's face covered in big droplets of fresh tears.
“I'm- I'm sorry for all the shit I said”, Logan stuttered, not knowing what to do in this situation. Wade tried to take back his mask to put it back on, but he felt Logan's hand on his cheek, rubbing his tears off his face.
“Logan.” Wade broke out with a high pitched voice, his composure completely shattering at the sight of Logan. He pulled Logan's neck and snuggled between Logan's collarbone and shoulder. Logan patted on Wade's head as his other hand rubbed circles on Wade's back. Wade's arms glued to Logan's neck, left out a shuddering cry and let out every bit of fear and anxiety suppressed in his heart for all these years.
After what felt like hours of crying, Wade found out that they switched to a more comfortable position so that he could rest on top of Logan.
“Feeling better?” Logan asked. He was still rubbing his hands on Wade's back, which led Wade to admire the feeling of Logan's rough and rugged hands despite Logan's healing factor.
“Didn't know Wolverines could be soft” Wade let out a chuckle, which left Logan to smile a bit. Logan repositioned himself to lay on the backseat, letting Wade rest on top of him.
“To be honest, this is all I've been dreaming for” Wade exclaimed in the usual Deadpool fashion.
“To have a fight in a car?” Logan answered. His head tilted down to admire Wade.
“To have amazing fight sex and lie down on sweaty abs.”
Wade's comment earned a chuckle from the Wolverine. And this time Wade wasn't tied down by seatbelts.