No-One But You (The Zephyr Endeavor) - Part 2
Chapter 44: Whatta Man (Part 4)
Soooooo…. Ezekiel "fucking" Stane and Wade "fucking" Wilson weren't actually late to the Surveillant Council meeting at all.
They were the last to arrive, but technically they were "late" because they didn't head into the room straight away. They were on their way in, actually, but Ezekiel stopped suddenly by the door and he looked back at Wade.
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"Wait. Wade, I…hold up."
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Ezekiel needed to say something to the mercenary before they went in and faced everyone, so he stopped him by putting his hand against that big bulky chest.
The infamous Deadpool glanced down at that silky smooth hand. Oohhh, he wondered what it was that made his quiet coyote suddenly stop.
Did they get too frisky before the meeting, or, did the Jackal wanna go another round? WAIT. Maybe the freaky sexcapades in Japan were too much?
Cuz… Ezekiel seemed to like it all nice and slow. Wade was down for anything really, so his smile stretched wide beneath his mask.
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"Yeah? What's up, Shiny?"
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Wade cocked his head to the side too after a sec, because the expression on Ezekiel's face was a bit hard to read. His poker face was off the charts, but the mercenary could tell that he was contemplating… something.
Something good? Something bad? Did he regret his choice to "move in" and share a love shack with his sexy fiancé? Was he going to bring up his secret thirst for Steve Rogers? Or, are we back to processing those suppressed hot for teacher vibessss…
Wade's brain was going over a thousand miles an hour, because there were sooooo many different directions that sudden pit stop could take.
Uhm, well… the baby Jackal was thinking more about the two of them, and he wanted to make something about them crystal clear.
So far, all of his interactions with Wade Wilson were labeled as a "work in progress" but… Ezekiel finally felt ready to make a change to that classification.
Maybe, at first, Ezekiel thought of their connection as just a sexual outlet. Being with Wade broke all the rules, and it felt good, but…things had definitely changed.
Now, uh… the "quiet coyote" thought their connection was far more than that. He cared for Wade more than anyone and more than anything, so…. he didn't want to see him hurt anymore.
Long story short, he didn't want to hear what Wade said about himself outside Sister Margaret's ever again. It affected Ezekiel to hear what the mercenary said to him, and it felt like the man was pushing him away.
It honestly haunted him. Ezekiel thought about it all the time, and he didn't want to experience that, so….
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"I just… I don't want you taking anything to heart after this meeting. If, Doom… or anyone says something about you, then…"
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Ezekiel felt very nervous, and the break between his words put it all out there on display. Wade heard that gentle voice, and he kept his head cocked to the side as he listened to his quiet coyote.
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"Ohhhh, don't worry your pretty little head… Shiny. It's all sticks and stones with those cocksuckers, and they can get fucked. What brought this on anyway?"
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Wade lost track of the facts. He barely remembered what he did outside Sister Margaret's, so they really weren't on the same page in that moment at all.
UHM, oh yeah, Wade was politely called a fucking gutter rat, by Doctor McFuck-Face, so he kinda yelled at Ezekiel while he was in a blind rage.
Wade kinda forgot that he also told Ezekiel to friggen leave. Yeahhhh… that might have been a red flag for sure. Who knows? Only the baby Jackal was recalling that moment, so Wade stepped in close and he brought a gloved hand up to that cute lil face…
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"It's just, I'm going to tell them that we're actually, together. I don't want them saying anything about you… and I don't…want…"
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Say what now? Hold the fuck up. Wade's big friggen heart just about burst beneath his sexy superhero costume. Sooooo, they were "together" together? Like, they were legit? Was their shit finally official?
The infamous Deadpool felt like he was suddenly on Cloud Nine man. Oh man, oh, wowwww. He hugged on his precious Shiny, then he started kissing the sides of his face with his mask on. No way, for real?
Ezekiel smiled through Wade's goofy advance. He seemed so happy, gleeful, and his behavior was beyond uplifting for the somber Jackal.
But, there was a bit more to the story than what had unfolded. Ezekiel had more to say, and he actually failed to finish his thought…
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"I also don't… I don't want anyone fighting…"
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Wade pumped the brakes on all the kissing. He heard everything that baby Jackal said and ohhhhhhhhhh that last part struck a chord like you wouldn't believe. Oh oh ohhhhhhhhhhh. Wade almost flipped up his mask and pounced.
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"Was I just buttered up and tossed in the fucking crockpot? Is that what just happened right here and now?"
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No fucking way. Wade was beyond fucking impressed. His adorable little fiancé tried to pull a fast one on Wade's good natured soul, but the mercenary wasn't going to agree to the final part for shit.
Fuck no. He planned to fight Victor Von Fuck-Face… to the death. There was no getting around their upcoming brawl either, and Wade was going to make sure everyone around them knew exactly that.
NOW, SAY WHAT…. Ezekiel didn't fucking know what a "crockpot" was, and buttered up? Ezekiel didn't eat BUTTER, ok? So he left that part of the discussion feeling confused, bitter, and annoyed.
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"I don't understand half the shit you say, Wade."
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Ugh. Ezekiel seriously pushed him off toward the door. Their precious little moment was very friggen over, so the Jackal rolled his eyes and carried on.
It was time to go… so he finally opened the door to the meeting, and the first thing he noticed was the lack of Surveillant Council members.
Two of them were missing. The chairs were empty, and….
Uhh, a super strange feeling washed over Ezekiel's soul when he saw Tony Stark up on a large screen. He looked up at Tony and Steve for only a moment, cuz someone naturally had some intimidating vibes….
Now, Deadpool did the exact opposite. The mercenary ignored the fucking Stalker Council entirely, and he immediately shoved his middle finger right in front of Doctor Doom's chrome-dome face.
The man in the metal mask heard that awful noise as soon as he entered the room, and his eyes slowly peered at Wade Wilson's gloved hand.
The impulse to crush that hand and break every bone was growing, but Victor Von Doom suppressed the urge to react.
Chapter: END
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