A/N: I’m a sucker fro soft! Warren and that is all.
A lot can
happen in ten seconds.
It took you
ten seconds to smile at the new guy with the puffy white wings and go introduce
yourself to him. It took him ten seconds to be charmed and feel something he
never has when you looked into his azure eyes as though you saw his soul as you
shook his hand. You would have said it was because you’re an empath, but Warren
knows that ten seconds was all it took to trust you when he swore he wouldn’t
trust anyone.
All it took
was ten seconds for Warren to realize he had fallen hopelessly for you when he
woke up and your head was resting on his chest. He knew you were to good for
him and that all he would do is hurt you, but there you were, eyes closed and
steady breaths, and you looked so peaceful laying on him that maybe you could
be together without him ruining the only good thing in his life.
Now, Warren
Worthington the Third has a shady past, and a messy present, but he wants you
to be his future it and that gives him hope. As he watches you dance around the
living room with Jubilee and Kurt at one minute till midnight, certain phrase plays in his head.
10 seconds of courage.
That’s all
he needs. What he needed was an opportunity and he has that, so now all he
needs is 10 seconds of insane courage.
10 seconds,
and you’ve stopped dancing, telling Jubilee and Kurt to keep going without you
because you just need a little break.
10 seconds,
and you’ve miraculously found a water bottle that quick and you spend the next
10 seconds drinking from it.
10 seconds,
and your eyes have locked with Warren’s from across the room and the smile you
give him is enough for him to build up his courage.
10 seconds
of reckless bravery is what follows as he covers the room in quick strides, each
step having a purpose.
10 seconds
of pure, unadulterated intentions. Those last 10 seconds are a blur and might
not actually be ten seconds as his lips meet yours because your eyes flutter
closed when the countdown begins, and when they open again he’s smiling down at
you, his forehead resting against yours and fingers laced in your hair, and the
New Year has already begun.
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