#arcangle

El Arcangel Miguel en su forma mas que conocida, con un estilo diferente simulando entre vitral con salpicaduras de color

The St Michael Arcangel in his more known form, with a different style simulating stained glass with splashes of color.

Request: Warren Worthington x Reader 

Content: Fluff, lots of fluff, a little action too 

Warnings: None 

(P.S. So my phone is being a little bitch rn and I typed this out on it. It's not complete, I'll be adding a part 3 and please excuse and mistakes! I'll correct them once my computer starts working. Thank you! And enjoy) 

*The next day* 

       You were waiting for quite a while for this Warren character to show up, it seemed to you as if he was taking his own sweet time. At one point you began to think that he just wasn’t going to show but as you moved to go back inside to go read, there was a rush of wind and a woosh and the sound of something hitting the ground behind you. Turning around, you saw this gorgeous man standing there and you couldn’t help but admire him, he had the blue-est eyes you had ever seen and his hair was a soft honey gold color and shined in the sunlight and his body, oh his body was amazingly toned in all the right places. 

      The sound of someone cleaning their throat was what bought you out of your little admiration circle of this adonis in front of you. You looked up and met his stare. He had a slight smirk on his face and was openly checking you out too. 

     ‘Like what you see beautiful?’ He said, full on smirking now.

     ‘Maybe I do’ you said, smirking back at him. He seemed a little taken aback by your forwardness but immediately shrugged it off. 

     ‘My name’s Warren, I’m guessing you’re Y/N. I know your name because of the tabloids, they had quite a fit when you confirmed the rumours about being a mutant. The professor said there would be someone waiting for me when I got here I just didn’t think he would send someone so beautiful.’ He winked at you after saying that and you tried your hardest not to blush but your body seemed to be betraying you.

      ‘Yeah, I’m Y/N. The professor assigned me to show you around so shall we get going then?’

 *time skip* 

      A month had gone by since the new recruit or as he liked to call himself 'Angle’ got here and just like the professor said we got along great, considering we had similar backgrounds only my parents didn’t try to have my mutation removed, they simply disowned me and pretended that I didn’t exist. 

      It had been a very uneventful month for the team so Warren and myself had decided to have another movie night up in my room. This had become a usual custom for us now ever since he got here. 

      On his second night here you had found out that he suffered from very bad nightmares so you’ll started this routine where every third night if you’ll didn’t get sent out on a mission, you’ll would have a selection of movies picked out to watch while you’ll pigged out on popcorn and candies and today was one of those day and you couldn’t wait. 

      You see, over the course of the month you realized that you had started to develop some feelings for Warren. At first you shrugged them of and told yourself that he was only a friend to you but eventually you came to accept them as they are. You, Y/N Y/L/N had developed feelings for Warren Worthington, he had somehow managed to fly away with your heart.

     A knock on your door shook you out of your thoughts. 

     'Come in.’ You said, loud enough for the person on the other side to hear although you knew it was Warren. You had told him after the first few times that he didn’t have to knock and that he could just come right in but he continued to do so, like a good little gentleman, you couldn’t help but smile at that just as the person came in, and surprise surprise it was Warren. He smiled at you before fully entering your room and making himself comfortable on the bed.

       'So what movie are we watching first?’ He asked, unbeknownst to your flushed face at having him sit this close to you. It wasn’t unusual for him to sit extremely close to you, at some point you had grown use to it, but ever since you realized you really did like him the close proximity had begun to fluster you to new heights. 

       'Umm… I was thinking, maybe we could watch the new Maze Runner movie?’ You said, clearing your throat and hoping he didn’t realize how flustered you were. 

       'Sure, that’s fine.’ He said, reaching out to select that movie from the pile of DVDs at the end of the bed, just as you reached to do the same. Your hands touched and you felt tingles run up your arm and you saw him shiver slightly from the contact.

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(PART 1^^^^)

http://yes-nightingale13.tumblr.com/post/145262232395/saving-grace-part-3

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