Summary: ‘I’m not normal. You shouldn’t want to spend time with me’ ‘calm down edge lord’ with another student
A/N: (apologies for spelling and grammar) I just feel like Warren is an angsty little bb, y’know? ALSO- I’m officially moved into my dorm! I’m not as stressed now, but I don’t have a ton of time (hence why this is short)
“I’m sorry, what?” Warren asks, turning to look at you, convinced that he had heard you wrong.
You stomach plummets. You’d spent all of this time psyching yourself up so that you would finally have enough confidence to ask Warren out.
“I said, Do you want to go out sometime?” You say, repeating your question again, trying to remain calm and not exit the situation as quickly as possible.
Warren looks at you, hard, “Why would you want to do that?” He asks, feeling like you just playing a sick joke on you. Like he’s missing some kind of sick joke on you.
“Um…because I like you?” You offer, unsure of why Warren is interrogating about your intentions with him.
Warren sighs, “I’m not normal (Y/N). You shouldn’t want to be with me. I have this dark past and you don’t deserve to get wrapped up in something like me.”
“Alright, calm down edgelord. I like you just fine, regardless of whatever is in your past. Besides, you were just a kid. You can’t hold yourself accountable for that stuff.” You reply with a shrug, feeling unconvinced by Warren’s attempt of dissuading you.
“Well-”
“How does next Saturday work?” You ask, cutting him off, send him a look, daring him to say anything other than an answer.
“I-That works for me.” He says after a moment of settling on an answer.
“Good, I’ll meet you in the foyer at 6.” You say with a nod before walking out of the rec room, eager to go find Jean and tell her exactly what happened.
“Warren, they’re beautiful!” You said reaching out to touch the very edges of his wings. He had been hiding in his room for over a week and refusing to let anyone in until finally you managed to get him to open the door. When he did you were shocked. His usual metal wings were gone and his originally feathery, fluffy wings had grown back. There were bits of metal all over his floor from the wings that had cracked and shattered. You stepped over the bits of metal. He shied away from your touch. “Warren, I’m not gonna hurt you.”
“I don’t know if I can believe that, everyone else does.” he spoke quietly with an edge of anger in his voice. Instead of reaching for his wings you gently touched his face. He flinched under your touch before relaxing. Your thumb stroked his cheek running over the tattoos left on them.
“Not everyone.” you said smiling. He smiled and his wings spread out behind him showing you the full size and glory of his wings. You were so awestruck you nearly fell over. One of his hands reached up and folded over yours. “Not everyone, my Angel, not everyone.” He left a kiss on your lips as soft as his feathers.
You do, though it’s not so much overwhelmed as deeply touched, because you know Warren isn’t good at talking about his feelings or domestic life, so when he does something small and mostly inconsequential for you, you practically light up.
who flinches at sudden movements?
Warren does. His time fighting for Caliban, and then the fight with Apocalypse left him with PTSD and he instinctively shies away from roaring crowds because it reminds him of the cage.
who is most confused as to why their S.O.
is still with them?
Both of you. Warren is so attractive, and he comes off so confident and flirtatious and it’s not hard for you to think that he could easily be with someone else, someone prettier or more confident. On the other hand, Warren finds it hard to understand why someone as good and happy and kind could want to be with someone as damaged and fucked up as him.
who has to constantly check their S.O.
still loves them?
Both of you check in all the time. When you’re out together, you’ll grab his hand and bring it to your lips and whisper ‘I love you’ against it. At home, if you’re baking, he’ll steal some of the cookie dough and kiss your temple and say ‘I love you and your food’. It’s a part of your routine, and neither of you really thinks of it as out of the ordinary.
who says the other/s would be better off
with someone else?
Warren does, when he’s feeling particularly shitty about himself. ‘I’m no good for you, babygirl,’ he’ll mutter, his head in his hands. You gently tug his head up to look at you and you kiss him softly. ‘You’re everything good for me, okay? I don’t want anyone but you.’
who gets surprised when they are given
gifts?
Warren does, because he’s not used to anyone spending time on him, let alone money, and when you get him something because you saw it and thought of him, he gets so, so happy and a little emotional about it.
who is most likely to break down on the
other and how does their S.O. attempt to calm them down?
Warren is, though he bottles up his feelings so much that it rarely happens. When it does, you just let him lie with his head in your lap while you stroke his hair and his wings gently and hum softly to him till he’s calmed down.
who is most self conscious in public?
You are. Warren is so imposing and attractive and attention catching, and you can feel insignificant and unappealing next to him, but he always makes sure to shower you with affection and compliments, because he’s convinced you’re the most beautiful, breathtaking person in the world and he hates that you don’t feel the same about yourself.
who is more likely to apologize a million
time for a tiny mistake?
Neither of you really over apologizes for things, though sometimes Warren beats himself up internally over small things.
who admits they’re scared only when they
think their S.O. is asleep and how does the other react?
You do, because you don’t know how to put your fears into words and you hate being in-eloquent, so when he’s asleep, you’ll whisper how you’re scared about the future of mutants and that you’re never going to accomplish anything of any actual worth. Warren immediately pulls you into his chest, cocooning you in his wings and kissing you tenderly, whispering that you’re already so much more accomplished than he is and that he’s always going to be there to protect you.
who never thinks they’re good enough for
the other?
Warren does, because he’s convinced that he’s several thousand kinds of fucked up, and he’s done so many awful things in his past, and you’re so good and light and full of happiness and kindness and he knows he doesn’t deserve you but he’s a selfish man so he’ll take what he gets without protesting.
who takes a bullet for the other
Warren would take a bullet for you in a second if the situation arose.
Promt : Really fluffy warren x reader for Valentines? Maybe Playing off the whole cupid joke with warren.
Warnings: none
The metal winged creature had a beautiful valentine’s day planned for his beloved (y/n). He had stayed up for weeks on end planning this in advanced. First he was gonna make her breakfast in bed, then he was going to take her out to see Beauty and the Beast the play, and finally snuggle up to her favorite movie (y/f/m), after eating dinner of course.Warren was excited to say the least so he set his alarm and awaited tomorrow, but what he didnt know was that (y/n) had planned out a day for him too.
Warren woke up with a smile on his face, ‘Time to head to the kitchen and whip up my favorite girl some pancakes, fruit salad, lemonade, and a chocolate heart to top it off.’
He walks into the kitchen and starts on his cooking, he smiles, as he get out the ingredients for the chocolate chip pancakes,and thinking of the wonderful day they are going to have together. Once he finishes cooking he puts everything on a serving tray and walks to (y/n)’s room. Slowly he goes to knock on the door after a minute of waiting he decides to go in so he opens the door and flips on the lights only to see no one in the bed.
‘The seems odd normally (y/n) is sleeping til ten it’s only seven in the morning, Maybe she is in the restroom?’ Warren sets the food on her dresser and knocks on the bathroom door to find no answer so he opens the door to no avail, no one is in there.
‘Where could she be?’ He runs down the hall looks in the living room, he looks for a good ten minutes before giving up and going back to his room, ‘so much for breakfast in bed.’
Warren walks into his bedroom to see his bed made with fast food and his girlfriend (y/n) sitting on it waiting patiently.
“So this is where you were hiding, my love?” Warren says as he wraps his arms around he waist and puts his head in the crook of her neck.
“Yeah I brought you breakfast.” (y/n) says smiling feeling the proud sensation that she actually got up early to buy this from mcdonalds for It is a well known fact that she cannot cook to save her life and she doesn’t really feel like poisoning her boyfriend with he cooking skills.”
Well.. I guess we eat but um before anything else I got you..” Warren holds up two tickets to the play. (Y/n)s face fell. Warren took a notice to the change in her reaction, his own face falling as well.
“What’s the matter is this not the play you have been begging me to see with you?” He says as he grabs her hands and looks into her eyes with the most pleeding of faces.
“NO no no no, they are its just I kinda bought tickets for that MMA turnament you wanted to go see.. Which is also tonight.” (y/n) says looking down feeling even more stupid then ever. Warren hugs her knowing it is just the thing she needed.
“Love its the thought that counts how bout we give tickets to peter knowing him he doesn’t have a date.” Warren suggests.
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.
“C’mon Warren! let’s make some snow angels!” You smiled up at him, Admiring how his nose scrunched up when snowflakes hit it. He looked so adorable when he was cold.
“There’s already so much fucking snow in my boots, i don’t need anymore.” He huffed, His warm breathe creating a puff seen air. Crossing his arms, He prepared to go back inside, But you weren’t having that.
“Well if you aren’t going I’ll just have to make you!” You swiftly tackled Warren to the snow covered ground, promptly straddling him.
“This is so much better than snow angels.”
A smirk appeared of his face, Laughing a bit as he looked up at you. you rolled your eyes in response, getting off of his lap.
Warren was good at fighting.
And that was the only thing he believed he was good at.
When he joined the school, he thought it was a waste of time. There couldn’t be anything he could amount to. He was, in a way, a fallen angel.
So how was it that he was able to catch the eye of you. The most perfect thing in the whole of the universe?
Here he was, laid on his bed, with you on his arm. You were smiling at some cheesy movie that was playing on the VHS that he had no interest in. His eyes were on you, and only you. The most vital person to him.
“I love you, you know that?” he blurted out. You looked up in shock. You two had only been dating for about a month or so now. And from the way Warren has acted, it was difficult for him to ever really open up to anyone about anything.
Warren was scared. He just realized what he had said. And he regretted it. Yet, at the same time, he didn’t. He spoke his mind. But, what if he had just ruined your relationship. You wouldn’t want someone so torn. You couldn’t possibly want to pick up a broken man. You wouldn’t want to be w-
And all of those thoughts came to a crashing stop when you kissed him. Lips pressed gently together. At first, not doing anything. But as soon as Warren realized what was going on, he moved in sync.
But as quick as it happened, it had stopped, much to Warren’s dismay.
“I love you too, my Angel.”
He was your fallen Angel. And you were his Guardian Angel.
Imagine: Peter and Scott teasing Warren about ‘going soft’ because he has been a lot sweeter since he started dating you. [x] [x] [x]
Warren: *sighs* *smiles* Scott: What are you thinking about, angel boy? Peter: Like you need to ask that question. *laughs* He’s day dreaming of Y/N. Again. Warren: *blushes* I wasn’t- I wasn’t day dreaming. Scott: Just admit, Warren, you’re going soft.
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