Warren The Eagle x Reader (dhmis) [Hiatus]

Chapter 2: The Meal

[kinda rushed ig?]
Warren chuckled awkwardly. "I.. guess you could say that!" Warren dug into his jacket's deep pockets, pulling out multiple menus of different restaurants. He handed them to you so you could choose. You reluctantly grabbed the.. weirdly wet menus. "You sure you don't wanna chose where to eat, this is your idea after all." You mumbled, most of your attention was on the menus. "Oh no, it doesn't matter to me." He emphasized, waving one of his hands around. He was slightly bumping up and down, watching you intently. After a minute that felt like hours to Warren, you looked up at him and showed him the menu you liked the most.
It was some pizza place called Worm Pizza. Not a very appetizing name but it seemed pretty good to you. He grinned as he grabbed the menus back from you. "Good choice! I love that place, here I'll show you where it is. Come on!" He started to speed walk in the opposite direction, but before he was out of earshot, you yelled. "Wait! I don't have my wallet on me right now." You confessed. He slowly looked back at you, with some sort of weird expression that you've never seen before. His eyes were bulging out of his eye sockets again.. You uncomfortably smiled, slowly backing to the entrance of your apartment complex. "I'll just go get my wal-" "I'll pay, let's just go." He deadpanned, this guy really wanted to eat.
It was kind of scary.
You began walking with him to the location. You would have protested, saying how you could pay for yourself, but you didn't want to stall him more. You walked directly behind him as you both walked into a nearby plaza, you passed many buildings, some were selling different types of clothes, some were selling foods, and then a delicious aroma hit your nostrils. You could already feel your mouth watering. You looked around the plaza, glancing at all the people who were shopping or enjoying meals.
Warren stopped dead in his tracks, you weren't paying attention so you lightly bumped into his back. He yelped before slightly turning back towards you, one of his eyebrows slightly raised.
"Sorry.." you embarrassingly smiled, red dusting your cheeks. "I got distracted, this place is pretty cool." You explained in awe, looking around at the lights decorating the trees and buildings. Which was weird that they were on because it was 4 pm in the afternoon. He just stared at you blankly before smiling weirdly to himself. "I was gonna say.. we're here."

Walking into the establishment, you could smell the scent from earlier. Warren led you to a table that was next to the large window in the back of the little restaurant. He sat directly across from you, on a chair, while you were sitting on the booth seat.
"You know.. isn't it a bit weird how they're already putting up Christmas decorations? It's only October." You laughed, trying to strike up a conversation. Warren tapped his fingers against the cold wood table, thinking to himself. "I guess people j-just like the holidays.. a-a lot." He stuttered, he was definitely nervous about something, you could tell due to the fact that each second that went by, his fingers tapped the table even faster. Your eyebrows furrowed watching his hands. He noticed you staring, which made his face flush a bit. It's been a while since he's had this sort of attention.
Positive attention at least.
"Are you okay?" You asked, the concern was even more evident in your voice. You were concerned about him?
Oh my god..
"Um..?"
"YES I um. Yeah." He blurted out, awkwardly giggling in embarrassment. A waitress came up to your table, her shoes clacking against the tiled floor. Warren was daydreaming, so he wasn't paying attention to a single thing that the waitress was saying. He heard some dialogue but he didn't retain any of it in his brain. Meanwhile you were ordering yourself just a drink, not wanting for Warren to pay too much for you.
"And what about you sir?" The waitress looked at Warren's face, waiting for a response. He was still staring at your face, which you stared back at him, like it was some silent staring contest.

"Sir?"
Warren jolted awake from his fantasies.
"YEAH?" His face whipped around to look at the waitress. His face was extremely red at this point, definitely noticeable this time. The waitress looked between you and Warren, before mischievously smirking to herself. "Ahh I see what this is." She.. winked at Warren. You and Warren shared confused looks.
"You guys are on a date huh?" She teased.
Warren gripped the sides of the table rather.. tightly. He had a hard time finding the right words to say, he couldn't even stand to look at either of you. You blushed a bit at the thought. You had just met Warren like an hour and 30 minutes ago. That's silly, you on a date? Pshhh.. In what universe would that ever happen?
"Ah no, we are only just friends." You smiled sweetly to the waitress, who just kept smirking at the distressed man.

Friends.
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Friends..

"I'll come back in a bit, I'll give you some time to.. think about what you want to order." She yawned, walking away from your table. Warren was fixated on.. what you said. You guys were friends. That's what you said anyways. He started smiling extremely widely, you're friends with him, he's your friend..

He finally has a friend again.

And it's YOU.

That's the best part.

Time skip  -

Warren had ended up ordering just a cheese pizza and soda, he was a bit disappointed that you didn't order food for yourself. You explained to him that you didn't want to burden him. God you were so thoughtful!
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It was getting late and you needed to go home and unpack. You said goodbye to Warren and headed home. Warren watched in distraught that you were going home. He wanted to spend more time with his new friend. Then he remembered.

He had your number.
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[I was feeling it so I just decided to write the second chapter, probably has a lot of mistakes because I'm like half asleep but enjoy if u want
the start of warrens weird obsession with y/n cause y/n is his only friend 💀‼️