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Bad day
It was just one of those days for Wade. Nothing particularly was going wrong. He hadn’t even bothered to leave bed long enough for anything bad to happen. But, it was there. The voices were louder than normal, and far more abusive. Normally he would have shot himself in the head by now, but any gun he owned that could take him out for more than an hour was currently locked up in his weapons room and he was feeling way too lethargic to go get one. And he definitely wasn't up for shooting himself just to wake up in an hour, clean the mess and do it again.
So lay in bed and be depressed was all Wade could do.
[You could do the world a favor and go drown yourself.]
{Nah! Go out with a BANG!}
[Too messy. Now drowning is messy for no one. Just you, some rope and some bricks. No knives this time. Don’t need you coming around and cutting yourself free again. Defeats the purpose of the bricks and ropes!]
Wade curled deeper into his hoodie. White did have a point. Shooting was messy. Drowning could be infinite. Dieing was never fun, but it beat this existence.
{Yeah! Not like anyone is going to miss you!}
[The only people who hang around you willingly, you either pay and are considered your employees or you are pretty much bribing since you pay for the base and hide out. Even that didn’t keep Spider-Man around.]
{And if Spider-Man doesn’t approve, then you know you’re a terrible person.}
[No one would miss you. Just your money.]
{Except Shiklah!}
[Even she doesn’t love you anymore. And she was the only person who didn’t puke at your ugly mug.]
Wade pulled on the hood, trying his best to hide from the voices. They laughed at his feeble attempt to hide from them and the world.
The bed dipped behind Wade and arms curled around him, pulling him close to a warm chest. Wade didn’t move. He was afraid the person would leave if he moved or said anything.
Slowly the voices quieted and Wade started to relax into the hold.
“Bad day?” Daredevil asked.
Wade hugged the arms holding him, too afraid to speak. Daredevil hummed and hugged Wade tighter.
“Want to tell me what they were saying?”
Wade knew Daredevil would wait until Wade was ready to talk. And wait he did as Wade gathered his thoughts.
“Why did you come by?” Wade’s voice cracked a little as he spoke. He didn’t bother to hide it.