Meeting and Dating Warren Worthington III
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- You met Warren after Xavier brought him back to the school. Most people stayed away from him and rightfully so; he had teamed up with a malicious god and was partially responsible for the destruction of your school.
- Youâd stayed away as well, which is what he seemed to want. He wasnât exactly putting himself out there to make friends, not with his glaring and standoffish demeanor.
- A part of you figured that he really didnât want people around him. That, no, he wasnât just being âcruellyâ ostracized by his peers; he was actively and consciously making sure people stayed away.
- But then another part of you reasoned that few people had actually attempted to get close to him, and to be fair, you hadnât liked those people either.
- Youâd contemplated going up and introducing yourself. In fact, youâd tried to, taking a deep breath and maneuvering your way across the school grounds towards him with that exact idea in mind. But the minute you came almost close enough to throw away any doubt that you were approaching him, heâd looked up at you with such cold and venomous fervor that youâd lost your nerve.
- Instead, youâd; thankfully, managed to continue on walking and coincidentally run into a younger student that youâd known, making it seem like that was your intention all along. You decided that day that Warren Worthington just hated people and you shouldnât interfere with that.
- That would have been the end of it, and at the time you wished that it was, but that wasnât the case. The moment you walked past the boy, it was like youâd painted a target on your forehead.
- Everywhere you went, Warren Worthington was there to stare at you from across the way. Heâd set his sights on you and you werenât sure which emotion was behind his gaze, though you were pretty sure it wasnât one of the good ones.
- It took a few months of this, and you wondering if he was planning on killing you, for anything to actually happen.
- Youâd been sitting in the lunchroom, reading a book when you heard the rooms chatter die down. There, at the entrance, stood Warren.
- He scanned the room, his eyes landing on you; much more passively than most other times, before moving to the nearly empty table across from yours. He made his way towards it, unfazed by the students whoâd been occupying it scrambling to leave, and soon enough he was seated a few yards away with a perfect view of you.
- You tried to ignore him, turning to the book youâd brought in hopes of just forgetting he was there. Although, it was easier said than done when you could feel his eyes on you.
- More than once, youâd glanced over and caught him watching you; albeit it a bit more casually than usual. You wondered if heâd specifically come into the room just to look at you, youâd never seen him inside before; and he wasnât eating, so you had to assume so.
- Finally, you turned back to your book and promised yourself you wouldnât look at him, no matter how much your body was screaming for you to. The monkey part of you brain told you that this was a test and that averting your eyes was the proper move to make; so you made it ...up until you could feel someone standing in front of/at your side.
âIâm Warren,â Boy were you not expecting him to be British. His voice was like honey, even though there was a twinge of; what seemed to be, discomfort to it. He seemed out of his element. âIâve seen you around. Youâre Y/n, right?â
âYeah uh, yeah, thatâs right. ...Hi.â You answered nervously. He nodded and a long moment of silence passed between the two of you before he asked if he could sit down.
- It was awkward at first but then he asked you about a band and you started a near hour long discussion about music.
- Soon enough you were talking like it was a normal thing to happen, up until you were interrupted by a peer who told you that someone wanted to see you. You excused yourself and walked away, feeling more confident now that you knew you werenât going to be murdered.
- Warren was sort of like a changed person after your first few initially awkward conversations; at least he was to you. He was still his intimidating self to everyone else but you; and in some regards Storm, seemed to be an exception.
- After a few weeks of you slowly seeing more and more of each other, he finally decided it was time to ask you out like heâd been intending all along. Well, he asked you out in his own way.
- It was late, heâd caught your attention with a âpsstâ and a flash of a bottle of liquor and motioned for you to follow him as he led the two of you outside. You soon found yourself sitting with him in the dark of the night, taking swigs from the bottle heâd snuck with you.
- You caught him watching you while you brought the bottle to your lips, taking a small gulp before moving to pass it back, only to be met with his face close to yours and his hand sliding onto your cheek. It was a matter of seconds before his lips were on yours but that short moment of anticipation had your heart racing.
- You spent the rest of the night talking and kissing and by morning you were official.
- Soo much Pda. Heâs constantly touching you and trying to get you to kiss him.
- He loves when you kiss him. Surprise him with a little smooch; youâll never see anyone look more in love than he will.
- His hand in your back pocket.
- His arm wrapped around you constantly.
- Warren alternates between only calling you pet names and only calling you your name. When he is using pet names, heâll call you things like babe, birdie, and love.
- Heâs surprisingly loving considering how violent he used to be. You donât expect it at first but heâs absolutely adorable when heâs around you.
- The instant he sees you, his day gets 100x better. Even if his face just goes from glaring to neutral whenever his eyes land on you, rest assured that his bad mood goes away the minute you appear.
- Heâs always incredibly gentle whenever he puts his hands on you with innocent intent, like when heâs pushing your hair back or helping you put in an earring.
- Heâs definitely affection starved and heartclenchingly so. Youâll go to gently touch his face for one reason or another and heâll act like heâs never felt something better in his life.
- Cuddling is a bit difficult with the whole wing thing but you try your best. Sometimes youâll just lay side by side and hold hands, other times heâll cocoon the two of you while you lay on top of him, and other times heâll lay down and youâll just snuggle yourself into him the best that you can.
- Going flying. He rarely goes really high up with you in his arms, he himself is afraid heâll accidentally drop you or youâll get hurt in some other way.
- Stargazing or watching the sunset/rise on roofs of buildings.
- Sneaking out to spend time with each other away from everyone else.
- Blasting rock music as you drive through town.
- Abandoned building picnics? Abandoned building picnics. Whatâs better than being able to destroy everything around you and not being bothered by anyone.
- Nighttime walks around town. He sorta likes just wandering around the city with you.
- Helping him shop for clothes that will actually fit him, or helping him cut holes into his clothing.
- Heâs grown to love his wings over the years so he always straightens up with pride whenever you compliment or touch them.
- Constant making out. He canât get enough of you.
- Groping, blatantly too, just right in the middle of the street or hallway.
- Innuendos that make you blush.
- Youâre either treated like a queen or being harassed like youâre dating a horny teenager. There is no in between.
- Occasionally, heâll tell you stories about his fighting days. He finds it amusing to watch your face change whenever he recounts something particularly painful or malicious.
- Heâs been known to get drunk for several different reasons so youâll just have to find out which one it is while making sure he doesnât die from alcohol poisoning or any dumbass decision he may make while wasted.
- He probably has a tattoo of you or your name somewhere on his body. Heâs a reckless person; it fits the vibe.
- He loves people knowing that the two of you are together, heâs so proud.
- Sarcasm and affectionate name calling.
- He always gives you the cutest smile and a kiss on the cheek whenever you get him a gift.
- As surprising as it may be; considering the way he acts, heâs genuinely charming; and his face isnât that bad either. Heâs capable of making literally any girl swoon yet he still feels lucky to have you in his life.
- I feel like Warren just doesnât like people and probably for a number of reasons. With that being said, he prefers to keep to himself, though heâll tolerate social events; and your friends, for your sake.
- Warren is the type of boyfriend that would rather be seen than heard. Sure he loves talking with you, but he would rather listen to you talk instead of actually talking himself.
- With that being said, he can talk your ear off whenever he gets angry or jealous, wanting nothing more than to divert your attention from everything else and make you focus on only him.
- Heâs a pretty jealous guy. He hates seeing other men around you, especially if it seems like youâre really close or that the guy has a thing for you.
- Heâs definitely fought a man for flirting with or disrespecting you. The man does not play when it comes to you.
- Whenever the two of you fight, heâll turn into the biggest sarcastic asshole that you will ever see. That being said, heâll never yell at you unless youâre walking away from him and heâs calling after you in exasperation.
- If heâs in the wrong then heâll apologize; albeit slightly begrudgingly. He isnât very used to it so bear with him, heâs trying his best.
- He doesnât tell you he loves you very often but youâll definitely be able to tell that he does, especially as your relationship progresses.
- Though he may not vocally express it, he doesnât intend on giving you up any time soon so letâs hope youâre in it for the long run.