How dare you question his big rubber masturbating shoes? How dare you?
Look, they're hideous. Even Wade knows they're hideous. But they're comfortable, dammit, and blood washes off them really easily! Those are the two main considerations when Wade is choosing clothing.
That said, they suck for running, and Wade watches as Krieg takes off down the path. Taylor Swift squeaks questioningly on his shoulder, and that's really all the incentive Wade needs.
"Wait up, big guy!" He kicks off his Crocs and scoops them up in one swift movement, then he's taking off down the trail after his senpai. Now that his feet are bare--and covered in the same burn scars as his exposed calves and arms--he's feeling every pebble and branch that he steps on, but the pain is only a distant consideration. It'll go away as soon as he heals up from this, which will happen almost instantly! Getting knocked over was just a fluke as far as pain was concerned; Wade doesn't feel the looming specter of death, the way he does when his cancer is alive and kicking, so he's clearly still got his powers, right? Right! He has to!
And so, completely ignoring how the soles of his feet are getting torn up, Wade catches up to Krieg easily.
"I thought Leg Day was lifting weights and grunting and sweating glisteningly in the mirror, not running! Your trainer is making you do cardio!"
Not that Wade is complaining. He's strong, but he's always been more of a Captain America type than a Hulk, and cardio doesn't bother him.
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Look, they're hideous. Even Wade knows they're hideous. But they're comfortable, dammit, and blood washes off them really easily! Those are the two main considerations when Wade is choosing clothing.
That said, they suck for running, and Wade watches as Krieg takes off down the path. Taylor Swift squeaks questioningly on his shoulder, and that's really all the incentive Wade needs.
"Wait up, big guy!" He kicks off his Crocs and scoops them up in one swift movement, then he's taking off down the trail after his senpai. Now that his feet are bare--and covered in the same burn scars as his exposed calves and arms--he's feeling every pebble and branch that he steps on, but the pain is only a distant consideration. It'll go away as soon as he heals up from this, which will happen almost instantly! Getting knocked over was just a fluke as far as pain was concerned; Wade doesn't feel the looming specter of death, the way he does when his cancer is alive and kicking, so he's clearly still got his powers, right? Right! He has to!
And so, completely ignoring how the soles of his feet are getting torn up, Wade catches up to Krieg easily.
"I thought Leg Day was lifting weights and grunting and sweating glisteningly in the mirror, not running! Your trainer is making you do cardio!"
Not that Wade is complaining. He's strong, but he's always been more of a Captain America type than a Hulk, and cardio doesn't bother him.