No-One But You (The Zephyr Endeavor) - Part 2
Chapter 9: Maximum Effort (Part 9)
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Think what you want, but Wade Wilson was no dummy. He knew exactly how his behavior was affecting Ezekiel Stane, and that was precisely the point.
I'm talking about ALL of his behavior, even way back during the Stalker Council meeting. Honestly, everything was pretty damn strategic… down to the music, the subtle touchy-feely stuff, and even the gesture of passing around the vape pen.
All four of them eventually sucked down that delicious cannabis, ohhhh that wonderful THC. Even Victor Strange was loaded, super high, and with that sweet freedom he revealed the funniest thing to the group after a while.
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"My brother smokes hella weed. I seriously think he grows it, and… Stephen sneaks me some all the time."
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AH-HAH. Wade just about died laughing when he heard Victor innocently admit that shit. He FUCKING KNEW the old-school "Sorcerer Supreme" was a gypsy stoner. Doctor Stephen Strange was beyond boss level cool.
Wade loudly admitted that he would definitely be "hitting Stephen up" whenever they returned to the land of the living. Ezekiel was in no hurry for any sort of return. That thought crossed his mind immediately, but he just took in the cheerful conversation.
Oh, and, they were back at that luxurious Airbnb at this point in the story… and everyone was just chillin in the fancy living room. Clint Barton, Wade, and Victor were doing all the talking… and the Jackal's nerves were just fluctuating around his bones like a roller coaster.
It had to be the weed, but, the feeling was definitely something to be studied.
Ezekiel always fell into this strange habit of avoiding eye contact with Wade whenever his body.. felt.. good. It's almost as if the baby Jackal was afraid of it, or he inwardly thought it would push him off some sort of cliff.
He wasn't the only one avoiding eye contact, cuz slowly, slowly, inch by inch, Wade was witnessing the baby Strange getting all cute, comfy, cozy, and snuggly with his bird-boy ex.
PERFECTION.
Magic was happening in Japan ladies and gentlemen, and Wade Wilson felt responsible for all of it. He never avoided eye contact with anyone. No sir. In fact, he took his mask off a while ago, and he tossed it off somewhere toward the kitchen.
He made himself at home there in that classy Airbnb, and he wasn't looking away from Ezekiel Stane for shiiiiiiitttt. Watching his emotions flutter around was, amusing, and clearly the two of them needed to have a chat.
It felt like a good time for that chat to happen, so the infamous Deadpool playfully nudged his left knee. Ezekiel glanced up from the void, and his eyes met Wade's for the first time in a while.
The Jackal understood the gesture that the mercenary made very well. Wade Wilson told Ezekiel that he wanted to go somewhere else, leave with him, head up to one of the rooms, hit the hay, skedaddle, am-scray, and finally be alone.
The mercenary somehow accomplished all of that and then some, yet the man didn't say a single word…
Chapter: END
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