obscure-imagines:

“is it okay… can i…” you stuttered.

“want to touch my wings love?” Warren grinned.

you nodded, “they’re so beautiful Warren.”

he stretched one of the beautiful snow white wings out and the feathers ruffled before he extended it to you. you delicately let your fingers brush over it while Warren watched your reactions, grinning at the careful way you touched them.

Warren laughed, “they wont break you know.”