omg pleaseeee make 1 and 5 for warren ❤ btw love your blog! thankyouuuuu have a nice day!”
1: “Come over here and make me.”
5: “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”
Warnings: I guess some flirting, kinda suggestive?
A/N: So… apparently (spoilers) Barb did die in Stranger Things??? Ugh I loved her so much #BarbDeservedBetter2k16 omg
You had your homework balanced on your knees, your pencil out and ready to work through some math problems. Your boyfriend, Warren, was lounging next to you, lazily spinning a basketball on his finger as you worked.
“Hey, do you know the answer to problem 12?” you asked, sighing frustratedly as you got the wrong answer again.
Warren chuckled, letting the ball fall into his hands. “I am not good at math. I have no idea.”
“Maybe Jean would know,” you murmured, twisting your pencil between your fingers in thought.
“Trouble with math?”
You looked up to see Peter standing over your shoulder, his usual cocky grin on his face.
“Maybe. I just don’t understand how to solve this problem. Do you know?” you gave Peter a hopeful look. Peter shrugged.
“I got out of school a long time ago. I forgot all about math as soon as I left, sweetheart,” Peter quipped, grinning. You heard a huff from Warren at the nickname, rolling your eyes at the young blonde mutant.
“Very helpful, Peter,” you said, blowing out a frustrated breath. You wrote down the beginning of the problem for the like hundredth time, but no matter how you looked at it, it just didn’t make sense.
“I swear to God,” you muttered, erasing the problem viciously.
“Hey, you’ll get it,” Peter said. “You’re smart.”
You quirked up an eyebrow at him. “Am I?”
“Yes. And rather beautiful, may I add.”
You shook your head at his antics, Peter running off in a silver streak soon after.
“I can’t believe him,” Warren muttered.
“What?” you spun around to face him, biting your lip at the scowl on Warren’s face.
“Wait a minute, are you jealous?” you asked incredulously.
“No,” Warren said, refusing to meet your eyes.
“Come on… You know I wouldn’t leave you for Peter, right? He’s like ten years older than me, it’d be weird,” you said. Warren shrugged, his wings ruffling at your words.
“You can tell me,” you said, resting your chin in your hand. “Are you jealous he was flirting with me?”
Warren didn’t answer, but a blush slowly crept up his cheeks, betraying him.
“You know you are,” you grinned, noticing his red cheeks. “Just tell me.”
“Come over here and make me,” Warren said, his voice growing rougher as he spoke, sending a thrill of tingles down your spine.
“If I must.” You got up, walking over to your boyfriend with slow, deliberate steps. You put your hands on the arms of his chair, leaning in close. Your nose bumped his, his breaths becoming uneven as you looked him right in the eye.
“Are you jealous?” you asked again. Warren sighed. “Maybe. He always flirts with you, I don’t know…”
“That’s just Peter. He flirts with everybody.” You leaned in, letting your lips brush his lightly. “I only flirt with you.”
“Really?” Warren gave you a quick kiss, you pulling away quickly. Warren pulled a disgruntled face as you did.
“I’ve gotta finish my math,” you apologized.
“Well, hurry up. I’ll be in my room,” Warren said, flashing you his trademark smirk. You felt your cheeks heat up. God, did you love him.
You turned back to your homework, that one problem staring right at you menacingly. And man, did math suck.
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