No-One But You (The Mystic Consultant) - Part 2

Chapter 75: Technovore (Part 5)

Plot twist time people, because Wade Wilson never expected to see the baby Sorcerer Supreme walking around his crash pad. The place was a train wreck, and Victor Strange was taking it all in.

Wong was a tag-along, and Ezekiel wasn't saying shit. Victor's baby eyes scanned Wade's place as he "got ready," then he suddenly stopped when he noticed one of Wade's walls.

The mercenary had the entire wall covered with a bunch of crap, but Victor's eyes focused in on the photographs that were taped to the walls. It looked like a shrine dedicated to all of Ezekiel's movements. Victor realized he was looking at the mental map of Wade's path to kill him. Victor saw a picture of Ezekiel's father, and then his eyes stopped at the image of a beautiful woman.

…

It looked like she could have been Ezekiel's mother. Aveen, Namli? Victor studied something else on the wall as Wade Wilson loudly and awkwardly moved about. He didn't apologize for his messy home, in fact, Wade told Victor that he just cleaned the place up for a very special guest. Ezekiel had to roll his eyes when he heard that, and his silence continued.

"Would you consider taking this party to Istanbul? Do you know any clubs out there?…"

Victor seemed to have his own ideas and agenda going on. Deadpool put on a pair of ugly blue crocs, then he squished around his home while everyone else stared at him. Victor Strange asked him two interesting questions, so the mercenary set his towel and shower supplies down so he could process.

"Uhh, well, Victor, I don't know of any clubs by name… but, I can certainly find a good one."

That was the verdict. Wade was still wearing his Deadpool costume, and he took that second to look over in Ezekiel's direction. He wondered what the game truly was, and why Victor Strange suddenly wanted to take their magical journey off to the Baklava capital of the globe. A thousand jokes suddenly crossed Wade's mind, but he decided to study Ezekiel's behavior in that moment as he spoke.

"And, why Istanbul? You in the mood for some Turkish Delight?…"

Wade chuckled a little bit, then he took his stuff into his messy bedroom. Victor didn't respond to his noise at all. He kept looking at Wade's stalker shots along the wall. He even saw a picture of himself, with Ezekiel. They were in the safe-house, so the baby Strange underwent the feels of nostalgia.

They hooked up sooooooo many times in that safe-house. Victor grinned a little and he wondered how many times Wade had seen it. The Sorcerer Supreme felt very amused. It seemed like he was looking at Wade's baby bitch diary on his wall or something. He almost asked him something about it, but he heard the shower going, so Victor decided to look at the other people who were in the room.

Ezekiel was deep in thought and he couldn't be bothered. Victor told him that he wanted to "see them" interact. Well, Ezekiel was having a hard time interacting with Wade in that moment, so…

Wong "Wilson" was hunting around Wade's supply of liquor. The mercenary told him to help himself, and he promised him that they would have a good time. Victor felt more than awkward being around Wong in that context. It was super friggen weird. He watched the current maintainer of the Sanctum Sanctorum as he poured himself a stiff drink.

Wong was a curator for the Mystic Arts, along with an instructor, a mystic guardian, and all that shit. Victor felt tormented by the man on the daily and he hated the fact that he was there. I mean, what if something sexy happened? Victor definitely had plans to hook up with Ezekiel, so the thought of going to a club with Wong was…..

"I'm almost ready guys. Wong, good job getting started early. I'm proud of you."

Wade was wearing a long bathrobe, so Victor took a quick look in his direction. The guy was super hot, seriously. Victor ignored the mess around him as well, and he waited patiently to say something to him again. Victor planned to talk to him about his Ezekiel shrine, because that shit was hilarious.

It was bothersome, but hilarious.

"OK, I'm all dolled up. And, so, we're really picking Istanbul, is that a group decision?"

Wade returned to the room wearing yet another Deadpool outfit. He changed out of the other one, showered, then he returned wearing the same exact thing. What in the actual fuhhhk? Victor wanted to see his sexy hot face. He arched a brow in that moment, then his eyes snapped over in Ezekiel's direction once again.

"I don't care where we go," said Wong.

"Ok, cool. How about you, Ezekiel."

Wade finally spoke to the quietest member of the group. In truth, the mercenary felt nervous. He actually wasn't used to the attention and all the business going on in his personal space. Wade Wilson was actually pretty pick and choosy about who got to see him in his undergarments, so he felt the need to cover his skin.

Another person in the room understood the notion, so Ezekiel slowly looked in Wade's direction. How did he feel about taking their evening to Istanbul? He wasn't sure why it was happening. But, Victor was an emotional person, so Ezekiel assumed it had to do with something he saw on the wall. The sudden idea to change the venue was, interesting, but Ezekiel didn't feel like diving into knowing why.

"I don't care either."

"Are we doing what you want?"

That was code, and Wade had said the phrase to him on more than one occasion. The mercenary always wanted to confirm with Ezekiel that they were doing what he wanted. It was a consent thing, or something. That's how Wade once explained the question. The comment managed to break through something, so Ezekiel looked around Wade's ugly brown couch.

"Yes. We're doing what I want."

OKAY THENnnnnnn. Wade Wilson felt the strong and sexy sensation of consent, so he excitedly said to the group that they were headed off to Istanbul. Oh wait. It was Victor's job to make that happen, so the mercenary moved his focus back toward him.

Chapter: END

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