[The sudden physical contact is a shock for sure. Simon's initial reaction is to panic like a skittish animal, at first struggling in Wade's grasp, his hands and arms writhing against the other's chest, but as the empathy bond begins to take hold, his motions grow slower and slower, and he stops moving.
Simon is small because he has lived a life never really having enough to eat. Sure, it was enough to survive, but living on a combination of preserved food and a few stale granola bars here and there isn't really the recipe to become the biggest and broadest man that's out there, is it?
This is not the first hug he's felt in a while, as he and Grace shared an embrace not long before he wound up in this infernal shithole, and yet Simon's breathing is erratic at the start. He is confused by Wade's mix of emotions. What is that guilt for, what did he do? What is he going to do? Oh no, oh no there's pain involved, is Wade just going to crush him here without so much as a moment's notice-]
Huh?
[The last emotion that Simon experiences from Wade is the strongest and by far the most inexplicable. He blinks through wet, blond lashes while he just sits there, absorbing what's within the older man's heart like a sponge.
An intense desire to protect. Protect what, Simon himself?
His first instinct is anger. How dare the other assume he was just helpless, even though it was a part of Simon's whole ploy to get a place to stay-]
You got even right?
[An inhale, then an exhale.
For as long as he can fight it, Simon does not wish to give in to how comfortable he currently feels in Wade's arms. To do so would be foolish, weak.
But, god damn? The Merc with a Mouth might also win the title of the Multiverse's Best Hugger.]
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Simon is small because he has lived a life never really having enough to eat. Sure, it was enough to survive, but living on a combination of preserved food and a few stale granola bars here and there isn't really the recipe to become the biggest and broadest man that's out there, is it?
This is not the first hug he's felt in a while, as he and Grace shared an embrace not long before he wound up in this infernal shithole, and yet Simon's breathing is erratic at the start. He is confused by Wade's mix of emotions. What is that guilt for, what did he do? What is he going to do? Oh no, oh no there's pain involved, is Wade just going to crush him here without so much as a moment's notice-]
Huh?
[The last emotion that Simon experiences from Wade is the strongest and by far the most inexplicable. He blinks through wet, blond lashes while he just sits there, absorbing what's within the older man's heart like a sponge.
An intense desire to protect. Protect what, Simon himself?
His first instinct is anger. How dare the other assume he was just helpless, even though it was a part of Simon's whole ploy to get a place to stay-]
You got even right?
[An inhale, then an exhale.
For as long as he can fight it, Simon does not wish to give in to how comfortable he currently feels in Wade's arms. To do so would be foolish, weak.
But, god damn? The Merc with a Mouth might also win the title of the Multiverse's Best Hugger.]
Answer me.