The Warriors - Swan X Reader | Love Is A Fire (Sequel)

Swan X Reader - Part 14 (Fourth Warrior Down)

Back Over To The Warriors At The Station.

The bathroom battle between The Punks and The Warriors was now over with The Warriors coming out as victorious. Punks were wasted on the ground with smashed tiles, through bathroom stalls and under the sinks. Everyone came away with some cuts and bruises, but no one was wasted, that's all that mattered.

"Is everyone ok?" Vermin spat as his lower lip bled. "Seems it. Where's (Y-N)?" Cowboy stretched and picked up the only baseball bat that was left in one piece. "I sent her scouting. She should be waiting for us back at Coney or on the platform." Swan answered and wiped the blood from his cheek. "Alright, let's go." Cowboy nodded and nudged a groaning Punk with his foot.

Swan escorted the gang out of the men's restroom and back over to the platform where they would be hoping to meet you and catch the train back home. Everyone was moving together in silence, except for Rembrant who held the gang back for a second.

"Hey, Little Man, what you doin'?" Cochise asked and noticed that Rembrandt had come to a stop. "There's a man on the floor." Rembrandt pointed out. "We don't have time to see if he's ok, we gotta go." Swan sighed and stepped up to Rembrant trying to drag him along. "No, look." Rembrandt pointed demanding that Swan paid attention.

Swan's face turned at the sight of the man lying out on the ground. The Rouge was laid on his side with his back to The Warriors, showing the Rouge's logo on his vest.

"The fuck?" Swan furrowed his brows. "That's a Rouge." Vermin spoke and walked over to the body with Rembrandt. "A dead one too." Snow scurried over and kicked the body on its back. "Yeah...You think (Y-N) got him?" Rembrandt questioned and kneeled down, checking The Rouge for a pulse. "It's likey. She must have been in a rush for something." Cochise commented and found something a few feet away on the floor. "Why?" Vermin asked turning to his friend. "Why else would she leave this behind?" Cochise answered and passed the familiar weapon to Swan. "Ohh shit, look. They've definitely been here." Cowboy located and got everyone to pay their attention to The Rouges' tag mark on the wall. "Fuck. Rembrandt tag over that." Swan clenched his teeth under his breath. "I bet they've been following us all night and we haven't even noticed." Vermin commented his guess.

"We need to see if she's at the platform waiting for us. If not, something could have happened to her." Swan quickly spoke, turned back around and jogged over to the platform.

Swan and The Warriors left the body where it was found and made a quick run back to the platform after Rembrandt replaced the Rouges' tag with a Warriors tag. Swan put your gun in one of the pockets inside his vest and couldn't help but worry about what happened. Swan was under pressure ever since Cleon went missing in The Bronx, even though that wasn't his fault, it still concerned him. Swan just knew that Cleon would have made sure that Fox didn't have a brutal death and would have stopped Ajax from walking into a trap at the park.

Then there was you, The Warrior that mattered the most to Swan. You were nowhere to be seen and the platform was empty. There was no sign of you, no graffiti, no note, nothing. Swan sent you out to scout, hoping that he was helping you, hoping that you had dodged another fight that you were too tired to fight. Instead, he sent you out to scout and have no clue about your presence by the end. If there was no dead body or any sign of your belongings being left behind, then Swan wouldn't be so secretly worked up. With your gun being left a few feet away from a guy who is running with your worst enemy, Swan had every right to be concerned.

"Try to chill out, Man. She might have got away. You did say she'll meet us here or back at home after all." Cowboy suggested hoping to make Swan feel better. "I love her." Swan mumbled under his breath. "Well duh, you've had the hots for her, for ages. Everyone can tell that you're crazy about her." Cowboy joked and playfully nudged Swan's arm. "She doesn't know it." Swan quietly spoke. "Wait... You haven't told her?" Cowboy quired as he stood directly in front of Swan.

Swan didn't say a word and shook his head.

"Why? You share a bed and do almost everything with each other, as well as each other." Cowboy shrugged his shoulders not understanding why Swan had confessed his feelings to you. "You wanna know the worst part?" Swan rhetorically mumbled. "I don't know." Cowboy clenched his jaw being unsure about hearing the rest of Swan's statement. "She basically confessed to me and I just stuttered. I got a bit defensive too. " Swan explained and stepped onto the train. "Fffuck... Well... It could have been worse." Cowboy shrugged his arms out not being too sure on what to say.

Swan sighed at Cowboy's remark and gave him the miserable side eye. Cowboy tried to make Swan feel better, but it didn't work. Swan knew he could have handled the situation better and he hesitated to; his nerves got the better of him and it made him a deer in headlights.

Back when you called him "Lover Boy" it felt like no big deal, but now, now things were different. Swan knew that he had a soft spot for you, since day one. It wasn't love at first sight, it was far from that. The love Swan had for you developed over time and it made him bonkers for you. It was just that mellow part in his heart that Swan had for you. It was like an emotional throbbing pain and Swan just wanted to fix it.

Swan was a guy to never express his emotions around people, even those who were nearest to him. You, Cleon, Vermin and Cowboy knew Swan the best and the four of you knew that he wasn't the expressing type, especially around others. Cowboy and Vermin could tell that you were wondering in Swan's mind for the full journey back to Coney. Swan was still, quiet and in a constant daydream for the full ride home. He didn't try to catch some sleep like Cowboy or Rembrandt. He didn't speak a word to anyone or get a conversation going like Snow and Cochise. His mind was set on you, all he could think of was "What the fuck happened to you?"