Wade Wilson

You and Wade had been close for a while now, and yet somehow, you don’t really know much about him. He’s always kept up a joking facade. You never try to push the subject, not wanting to make him uncomfortable.

That is, until you find him in his room, curled up on his bed and muttering unintelligibly to himself. He’s wearing his full suit—mask included—which is odd for him when he’s home. He hasn’t noticed you yet.