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[So… once Charlie realized what was happening, really let it sink in that his head was being suddenly made public, he started camping out in the hallways. Propped up just beside his door, for the most part motionless except every now and then when he’s had to warn the more curious folks away. But a few days of this whole… not sleeping to keep an eye on his door thing has finally taken its toll and he’s… napping. Lightly, mind you, but for the moment he isn’t paying attention at all]

[And should you take advantage of this, the door opens on a hotel lobby. One of those ridiculously posh ones with the gilded everything and the deep, red carpets and wood floors. There’s a single door off to one side, and at the front desk is… Charlie actually, arms folded in front of him, wearing an odd hollow smile as he watches you. There’s something… false in the sound of his voice, like it isn’t really him speaking: ]

Evening.

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[A... LOT... REMEMBER HE HAS IDENTITY ISSUES WADE. But he just... smiles and... laughs, though it doesn't actually make any sound]

[And then he reaches into his pants pocket and offers him a little worn key! YOU SHOULD UNLOCK THAT LOCK WADE]

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[LOOKS AT DA KEY...LOOKS TO CHARLIE... Then he takes the key!!!]


[He puts his hand on the box]

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[QUICK NODDING! And a little wave. Go go go]

[And he'll just... start to shift around this table here, though he waits for him to use the key before getting too far]

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[He watches Q for another second then shrugs. If this is some sort of mind trap or whatever he'll just deal with it. So he'll be unlocking that box now!!!!]

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[Another one of those weird silent laughs! YOU'RE SO SILLY DEADPOOL]

[But the moment he unlocks it... well two things happen. First, the box splits itself open, just a bare hint of this impossibly impossibly warm light starting spilling through the crack. And second, Charlie slips around the table and up to him, slips his hands around Wade's face and pulls him towards him. His voice is only a very very faint whisper, but it is gentle and warm and honest: ]

I love you too.

[...the moment he says it though he starts fading, falling away to smoke and dust. HAVE FUN]

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[That... That was nothing Deadpool was expecting. He was expecting an explosion or something dramatic. Well, more dramatic. What he wasn't expecting was that he'd get those insecurities that had been quietly poking him in the back of the head just completely destroyed.]

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[He'd love to bro, but he's done what he needs to do so he can't stay. Just... brushes Wade's cheek with one wispy thumb, smiles his desperately fond smile and comes apart, blue-grey smoke fading into the walls and the floors]

[The box is still glowing in his hands though!]

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[EXCUSE HIM HIS BRAIN IS BROKEN

JUST.

SO BROKEN.

So he'll just stare at the happy glowing box for now!!!]

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[W E L P the glow from the box gets brighter and brighter and eventually there are little whispers of memories slipping through. All of them are about Wade, about them. Nothing specific - it's nowhere near opened enough for that - so everything is reduced down to pure sense and emotion]

[The way his voice makes him feel safe. The way the sight of him is calming even when it's irritating as fuck. The feel of kissing him, or the way his fingers catching on his scars makes him... rather curious what the rest of him feels like. And on and on, little bursts of memory coming in waves through the cracks]

[SERIOUSLY DUDE, YOUR INSECURITIES SHOULD NOT EVEN EXIST FOR HOW REAL THIS IS TO HIM )8]

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[OH MY GOD.. Just.... This is new. This is totally new to anything he's experienced. It's one thing to hear that Q loves him. It's something completely different to FEEL it. His mind is still trying to fully process this, but one thought he decides he needs to act on right now is pretty simple: He needs to find the real Q. Right now.

So he gently shuts the box and stumbles back into the lobby.]

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[AND THE NUN IS THERE. Scowling deeply, this time more in... disapproval then the generic irritation of before. Guess how much this Catholic nun really doesn't like her charge's boyfriend!]

[SPOILERS: IT'S A LOT]

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[Deadpool blinks at her for a second, the shock starting to wear a bit. And wow does he hate her why is she in his bro's head ahhhhhh]


[Yeah HE'S GONNA FLIP HER OFF. BECAUSE FUCK YOUR DISAPPROVAL]

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Rude young man.

[THE SNOOTIEST MOST SUPERIOR HUFF IN THE WORLD, and she crosses her arm over her chest. Bitch, you can't stop this disapproval. IT IS PERVASIVE, filling the room up with little hints of Charlie's Catholic guilt and old stupid anger at himself for this. It's minor though, compared to what was in the box]

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[GONNA FLIP HER OFF WITH HIS OTHER HAND TOO because Deadpool is classy]


[And then he'll drop it and walk his way out of there, whistling. BITCH YOU CAN'T BRING HIM DOWN]

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[The disapproval follows him until that first huge door shuts, then the little grey hallway and the first door. The greeter!Charlie is still standing at his desk, just as two-dimensional as before...]

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[Poor greeter!Charlie you kinda freak Deadpool out. But he'll blow a kiss on his way outside because you were at least nice to him :) ]

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[lkjsdf he'd appreciate it if he was alive at the moment. But illusion's broken and all that, so he just stays where he is without reacting]

[AND ONCE HE LEAVES, the real and actual Q is still curled up against the wall, dozing...]

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[Oh well hello real!Q. You can enjoy a little more sleep. Just long enough for Deadpool to take off his mask and gloves and shove them in a pouch somewhere on his costume he doesn't care right now.

And then Deadpool is going to crouch down, grab him by the shirt, and kiss him. GOOD MORNING]

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[Oh jesus christ lkjasdf Startled out of sleep, jerking away and trying to push him off... at least until he realizes who it is!]

[Then he's... definitely confused, but kisses back anyway. TIRED KISS. He hasn't been sleeping all that well after all]

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[Grabbed his shirt tighter when he tried to push him away but oh, all it right in the world now. :) STAY RIGHT HERE FOREVER BB]

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[HE CAN'T MAN. HE IS TOO CONFUSED ABOUT WHAT IS HAPPENING. But he does keep the kiss up for quite some time, letting a hand circle around his neck and pull him closer]

[But eventually the curiosity becomes a little too much and starts to try to extract himself, tapping on Wade's chest with his free hand]

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[What why do you want to stop what's wrong with yoooooou. He'll pull back but stay close]

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[Smiles just faintly, a bare fraction of the other Charlie's fondness]

What are you doing?

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[POUTPOUTPOUT]

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But why? [LKJSDF] I mean... not that I'm objecting, but... I think I was asleep.

[Glances at his door. Glances at Wade... DID YOU ACTUALLY GO IN THERE...]