a/n: from a request from the lovely @mooney-blake for warren and ‘you’re so whipped!’. @shayara & @rax-writes, take this how you will. i actually cannot believe how fast i wrote this. requests are open!!
warnings: it’s short? and probably swearing? mainly dialogue? peter maximoff & scott summers in the same room (oh god)? honestly, i don’t know?
“Dude, you are so whipped!”
“Am not!”
A new voice joins the debate.
“Hi, I was walking past and I heard Scott say you were whipped and I’d like to agree.”
“Fuck off, Peter.”
“See, if she was around you wouldn’t say that.”
“Sure I-”
Warren’s retort is cut off by your entrance into the room, and immediately the difference in Warren’s behaviour is palpable. His eyes grow softer and he has this stupid grin on his face as he watches you move between the bookshelves, singing to yourself and unaware of his presence. His wings are flapping a little, working to keep him upright and his heart feels like it’s working overtime and how is he supposed to not touch you when you look so warm and soft and goddamn beautiful.
As you exit the room, Peter immediately shoves his face up to Warren’s.
“Dude, you almost have actual hearts in your eyes. You’re whipped. Admit it!”
Scott chimes in,
“Everyone can see it, Warren. Erik probably knows, and he’s on the other side of the world.”
“Fine. I’m whipped. But now,” Warren says, with a smirk on his face, turning to Scott,
“Let’s talk about you and Jean.”
When Scott nearly throws himself out of the window about three seconds later, you don’t even attempt to understand what hell is going on, simply pressing your lips against Warren’s and laughing as Charles tells Scott that if he’s going to jump out the window, ‘can he at least do it quietly?’.
Denial
Published
Toad's Cave 