Wings and mistakes (warren worthington)

imagines-savvy:

Summary: Warren wants his jacket back REALLY BAD, and the reader is Peter’s best friend.

Warnings: A lil bit of swearing (not a lot just damn)

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“BABEEEEE!” Warren hollered, chasing you across the schoolyard. “Give me back my damn jacket!” You smirked and ran faster, see you managed to sneak his jacket when he was asleep and when he asked you if you saw it you were sitting on the grass with music playing. “Hey babe.” You greeted with a cheeky smile while pulling blades of grass from the ground.

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That leaves us to now, you frantically running around the schoolyard while Warren chases you. Getting more impatient by the second, he would’ve let you have his jacket if you asked, but since you literally broke into his room and stole it just to annoy him there was no way in hell that he was gonna let you wear it.

“Thats it!” He yells and you hear flapping from behind you, “AAAAAAHHHH SHIT!” You exclaim as his shadow hovers over you. “UBER!” There was a flash by you and you turn to see Peter. You guess he had been watching and knew you would need assistance from your best friend. You quickly jump onto his back and he starts running, half a second later and you’re on top of the roof of the school and mentally face palm.

“Nice job Uber! You realize he has wings right?!” From the honestly terrified look on his face and the shadow above you you guess he just realized that as well.

You let out a loud scream as you are scooped up bridal style and carried high up into the sky. You grab onto Warren for dear life as he takes you up even higher, the school looks like a blob at this point and you close your eyes tight.

“You ready to give me back that jacket now princess?” He asks, you could practically feel the smirk radiating off him and it pissed you off.

“1. We’re like a thousand meters in the sky so how defuq and 2. Never!” You yell with your eyes still shut.

“Fine, suit yourself.” He says, letting go of you sending you plummeting to the ground screaming your lungs out.

You feel Warren scoop you back up again and let out a heaving sigh, shivering from the fright.

“You never thought id actually let you fall did you?” He asks, you look up at him seeing a wide smirk across his face. You say nothing but bury your face in his neck and wrap your arms and legs around him so youre hugging him koala style. He wraps his arms around your waist and keeps both of you up in the air.

“You can wear my jacket.” He mumbles into your hair and you look at him, a dead expression on your face.

“Are you kidding me?”
“Nope”
“I hate you so much right now”
“Eh you’ll get over it, I’m pretty damn great.” He smirks. You chuckle and peck him on the lips.
“ Yeah, you are, even though you piss me off pretty much 24/7 you’re pretty great.”
“What if I dropped you again?” He asks mischievously.
“Dont even think about it.”