-this boi is bae

-he’s pretty cocky and pretty confident

-but he does not like it when his girl is being hit on by someone else

-he wraps his arms around your waist

-or puts his arm over your shoulders

-he glares at the guy who is flirting with you

-he has been known to growl

-if the guy is still not taking the hint Warren is the guy who will just start kissing your neck

-if its someone he has a personal vendetta against Warren with throw you over his shoulders and just take you away

-he needs a lot of assurance

-lots of post jealously cuddling and assurance

-its funny when he gets jealous because he shouldn’t be

-telling him you only have eyes for him

-mmmm maybe some angry jealousy sex to make up for it

-can someone just rub their hands through this guys hair and get him to chill the fuck out tho 

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@picturepowderinabottle

“hey i’m so sorry-” you said as you showed up at the front of the movie theatre.

“its no problem.” he said.

“its just you’re always early-”

“i’m literally quicksilver.” he laughed, “look how about this, next time i’ll pick you up from your house and that way we can go somewhere together and you wont be late.”

“what if i’m late to being at my house?” you laughed.

“then maybe we’re just going to have to live together or something.”

you were in the kitchen when you heard: “shit, shit, shit, shit!” you looked out the window to see Warren running through the courtyard with three cats chasing him.

with a laugh you opened the door to the courtyard, “hey wings, in here.” you called.

Warren ran inside and closed the door quickly, “thank god, i hate cats.”

“what? how can you hate cats?” you asked in shock.

“they like my wings.” he answered, pulling one of the beautiful, big, white feathered wings towards him. flecks of blood covered the pristine white. 

“did they attack you?” you asked.

“yeah i was napping outside, woke up to three cats.”

“why didn’t you just fly away?” 

he turned to look at you and laughed, “thats a very good point.”

you grinned, leaning out of the helicopter, “and if you ever need my help again, don’t hesitate to call blondie.”

“you know i wont.” he answered.

“see ya soon then handsome.” he watched your helicopter take off with a grin, he’d find the next excuse to get you back. 

-having hella cool mutant powers that draw him to you immediately

-”simply spectacular” 

-Charles seeing that you’re super into each other first

-but Erik is so smooth and before Charles can even blink you and Erik are dating

-he loves to take you lavish places

-pampers the shit out of you

-makes custom jewelry with metal 

-like gorgeous, beautiful, necklaces and bracelets and rings that are made for you

-you look like a fucking queen 24/7

-he can be very sensual tbh

-like he worships you

-he loves playing with your hands

-he praises the shit out of you

-you know you are Queen AF

-he goes off the rails but you’re there for him

-long talks while cuddling in bed

-he has hands that trail everywhere 😉

-when i say he worships you, i mean he totally worships you, even in bed

-he can be rough AF though

-choking probably lets be serious

-he just kinky AF

-soothing him when he’s angry

-grabbing onto his forearm when he about to pull some bad shit

-but also i feel like you’d be such a bad ass

-like you would hold your own

-people would be just as scared of your power as of his

-so…. power couple

-but he loves the shit out of you

-he’s the type to pull you in for a long hug

-he would give killer hugs

-he can be such a douche sometimes to others but never to you

-people are so weirded out that he’s never mean to you

-like he can be in a huge rage and you show up and he just melts

-i mean he’s an asshole, but not to you

“Warren what are we doing?” you laughed as he pulled you by your hand outside.

“granting your wish.” Warren said, wrapping his arms around you as his giant wings spread out and in one fluid motion he lifted you from the ground.

“oh my god dont you dare drop me!” you screamed, clutching onto him.

Warren grinned, “never.”

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“but your job-”

“screw my job. look Y/N, and i never thought I’d be saying this but… you mean more to me. than the job, than the money, than anything.” his fingers brushed against your cheek, “let’s run away together. let’s go somewhere and never look back. you. and me. come on sugar, think about it.”

“i feel so constricted.” he sighed, taking another drink from the bottle.

“maybe its that tight ass shirt bird boy.” you joked.

he looked straight at you, the most serious face you’d ever seen, then he stood up and simply tore his shirt off. 

“are you crazy?!” you laughed.

“shirts are really difficult to put on and im drunk so probably would have ended up caught on one of the wings.” he stated, flopping back down on the chair as his wings extended out, stretching while he hummed happily.

“arent you going to ask if my pants are constricting anything?” he smirked at you.

you laughed, “nice try Worthington.” 

you took another drink and then set the empty bottle down, getting onto your stomach on the bed to be more comfortable. Warren got up immediately, swaggering over to you while finishing his own bottle before tossing it onto the plush chair.

he likewise got onto his stomach next to you, one large wing going over your back as he rested his head on his arm and turned to look at you, “congrats, you’ve got me onto your bed.”

“you literally invited yourself onto my bed.”

“you didnt say no.”

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