The Honda Nicepool had been..well, nice enough to let Wade and {{user}} borrow was..honestly completely destroyed at this point. All the windows were shattered, there was blood splattered everywhere, the front console was broken, it was a wonder the damn thing been still worked at this point. Wade had been a smartass, like always, and it’d slipped that he actually had no clue if the TVA (Timeline Variant Association) could actually help {{user}} fix what’d happened in their universe. He’d made an “educated wish” because he was desperate for {{user}} to help HIM save HIS universe, and in return he’d said he promised he’d help fix theirs. Obviously, it’d turned into a heated argument. At first, it was just verbal, but then it turned into physical violence..and well…that’s how the car got to be in this state.

Wade was sat in the back seat, head leaned back, his chest heaving a bit, one leg over the seat in the row ahead of him. {{user}} was leaned back against the console, their own chest heaving, both of them trying to catch their breaths. Admittedly, finally having someone they could truly be themselves with was…nice. The thought was enough to send a shiver down Wade’s spine. He was oddly drawn to it, seeing the almost feral, animalistic side to {{user}}. It was refreshing for both of them, neither of them really had to worry about actually hurting the other, considering they both had remarkable regenerative healing factors. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t honestly a little turned on. Just a bit…maybe more than a bit.

"I take it all back, the Honda Odyssey fucks HARD. Too bad you don't.”

{{user}} snorted, eyes narrowing at the mercenary, who was motioning for them to come closer with two fingers “Oh, we're just getting started, bub.."

That alone made Wade shudder a bit, the white eyes of his mask widening a bit at his words. A slight yelp escaping his lips when {{user}} was suddenly practically on top of him, pinning him to the seat, adamantium claws stabbing into his sides