Imagines/oneshots Book 1

46. warren worthington iii - giving an angel junk food

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Prompt: have you ever realized how magical grocery stores are in the middle of the night?

(I found the pic in a linked Pinterest page that didn't have a credit so if you know the artist let me know and I will gladly credit them !!!)

Song: have faith in me by a day to remember
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I sat next to Warren on one of the couches in the library, he hadn't talked to a whole lot of people after the apocalypse​ thing happened. I was glad at first when he actually decided to talk to me but even after that I hadn't gotten much out of him. I wanted to show him that he belonged here and had been trying to convince him to go with me to the little 24 hour grocery store down the street. So far he wasn't budging, the little bit I could get him to talk to me.

"Come on, please? There's just something magical about grocery stores late at night."

He looked at me and rolled his eyes. I just slumped into the couch and crossed my arms over my chest in defeat. He sighed.

"If I was..... to humor you, why would I want to go somewhere where the people would just make fun of me?"

I piped up and grabbed his hand in both of mine.

"That's the thing! Because it's so late you only have to deal with the cashier's. And half the time theyre so done with their jobs they don't even care!"

He studied my face for a second before standing and pulling me off the couch with him.

"Alright, I guess I'll humor you."

I jumped up and clapped before hugging him quickly and pulling him out the door and down the hall. We were gonna do this right.

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I parked my truck in the almost barren parking lot. When I looked at Warren he just looked kind of worried, but I had a goal to change that.

"Come on, i wanna walk around with you and we have to get hostess cakes while we're here."

He just looked at me like I had three heads. I waved it off and got out of the truck and made my way inside, Warren following not far behind. Once in the store I stood behind a metal cart and waited for Warren to come through the doors. He slipped his wings passed the sliding metal and followed me through the fruit and vegetable section. I watched him look around as we walked and was just glad that there was only a few young people walking about who payed no attention to the two of us. We stepped slowly past the bakery, stopping to pick a few doughnuts, and I was glad to see him smile as he talked to me.

We kept moving forward after dropping a few things here and there into the cart. It seemed as though he had never spent a good amount of time just wandering around a grocery store, which he probably hadn't. I hadn't gotten much out of him but he seemed far to off about food shopping than he should have been. As we got closer to the end aisles, before the frozen food, I was getting antsy. I had been dreaming about snack cakes since before our last x mission and was finally getting some. I turned one final corner and was met with a wall of brand name junk food. Warren's eyes went wide at the sight.

"What? You've never seen a woman so beautiful?"

I grabbed a little Debbie box and held it up for him to look at. His eyes just shifted slowly to me and he shook his head.

"This is violently American."

"I know isn't it great?!"

I dropped the box of honey buns into the cart and pushed forward. I stopped when I didn't hear Warren's footsteps anymore. I turned around to see him holding a box of star crunch.

"Wanna try one?"

I brought the cart back over to him.

"Star crunch are one of my favorites."

He looked at me and nodded before placing them in the cart. I just sighed and looked at what we had before laughing a little.

"What?"

"It's nothing, I just realized I have no impulse control."

He looked at me and laughed a little. We made our way down the aisle and checked out. The cashier didn't look at either of us in an odd way the whole time we were there and was beyond nice. It was like they didn't care what we looked like and actually wanted to do their job which was helpful for all of us. I paid and thanked the cashier before dragging Warren back to the truck.

After loading the bed up and putting the cart in the return I climbed up and sat with my back against the rear window. I looked at Warren who just seemed unsure. I tapped the place next to me and called after him.

"Come on dude, it's not like I'm gonna kill you or anything."

He gave me a look before climbing up and sitting next to me, shifting uncomfortably.

"So, I'm up here, now what?"

I looked at him and smiled.

"We feast."

I smacked a star crunch down on his leg, followed by a honey bun and a red Solo cup. His face looked almost horrified as I poured the half gallon of prarie farms chocolate milk into his cup.

"Do you really expect me to eat this."

"Oh, yeah. That's a thing."

I laughed as I unwrapped the crunchy chocolate and caramel bar on my lap. I took a huge bite out of it, moaning in the process at how good it was. He just watched me in curiosity before opening his and taking a small bite. After that his whole demeanor changed. He was actually enjoying it which made me extremely happy. I made a point to bond with him over my love of unhealthy snack foods and he no longer seemed to have a problem with that.

We talked and laughed and ate for nearly an hour. From our front row seats we got to see store clerks take smoke breaks and switch out with other store clerks. There was no doubt there would be a morning Rush as the sun started to appear from behind the building.

"Ya know, I really didn't think this would be a good idea when you suggested it but now look where we're at."

I just laughed at him.

"I told you, it's a great experience."

He nudged me with his shoulder before swaying back to his spot.

"I mean caramel and crunchie stuff, who knew right?"

I laughed harder at his comment that time. It was true though.

"Me! Oh I knew! I told you you would like it!"

We both just fell into a fit of laughter. Toppling over each other and almost spilling his half finished cup of milk. When our laughter subsided he took it upon himself to hold my hand. It wasn't forced or uncomfortable which was nice. We both looked into each others eyes as he slowly moved closer to me. He kissed my knuckles softly and smiled.

"May I kiss you?"

A million things ran through my head at once but then they stopped and all I could think was one thing.

"Yes."

He grazed his thumb over my cheek bone and pulled me to him, planting his lips gently on mine. Unforced and almost magical. It was sweet because of the treats we had just eaten which made me want to kiss him more. He pulled back for air and huffed while placing his forehead to mine.

"Can I kiss you again?"

I nodded frantically, smiling, and pulling him to me. I kissed him needilly, letting our lips collide in unison. When we pulled apart again we both just sat back and breathed deeply.

"I wanna Thank you y/n."

I looked at him.

"What for?"

"For sharing this experience with me."

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to him, planting a kiss to my forehead.

"I would gladly do it again."