Imagines of Ben Hardy and his portrayals of Roger Taylor and Warren Worthington. I am doing request so messages me anytime if you want a imagine.
All formats are going to be in "y/n" even if you do request, I will not put personal names for the re...
"y/n..." warren shook her shoulder, leaning over a little to try and look at her face that was covered by the blankets. "y/n...wake up" he shook her again earning a tired groan. "what?" she whined covering herself more and holding on to them tightly as warren tried to pull them away from her.
"we're late for training" he informed her finally getting the covers away from her. "i'm skipping today" she mumbled curling herself into a ball as she eyes were still closed. warren let out a sigh as he thought of something that could wake her up. he raised his wings up and started flapping them blowing cold air in the room but she didn't flinch not once. he looked at the bottle of water on her desk picking it up and taking the cap off before pouring it all over her.
"i hate you" she said as she raised up from the now wet pillow and sheets she was laying on. "wouldn't have happened if you just got up" he shrugged his shoulders.
she mocked him as she got out of bed going to her bathroom to brush her teeth. "fifteen minutes" he said heading out of her room. "okay!" she muffled irritated and still in her tired state. warren laughed and sat on the bed waiting for her.
"okay i'm ready" she left out of the bathroom. "pajamas" he pointed out. she groaned and turned around cursing herself.
"make sure to stretch every muscle in your body before we begin" mystique says stepping off to the side. "i already got the covered for you don't i?" warren teased looking over at his girlfriend. "no, not really" she popped her bubble gum as she walked past him to her partner leaving him to watch her walk away.
"warren," mystique called getting his attention away from y/n. "why don't you lead training today" she offered. "gladly" he cracked his knuckles looking at y/n, who stuck her tongue out at him.
warren went with the boys first before the girls. scott, peter, then kirk. after those ended, he was with jean, who wasn't letting down a fight. he saved y/n last.
"i'll go easy, like jean" he shook out his muscles. "please" she challenged smiling at him when she seen a taken back face expression on his face. "alright sweetheart" after those words, he swung a right hook but she dodged it quickly along with the left hook.
warren always loves how y/n fought. she never gave up. even if she was beaten to failure, she didn't let it get to her head. it made him prouder towards her than he already was.
he reached to grab her but she vanished into thin air. he looked around cautiously not know where she going to come from. after a few seconds, she landed into his arms with a smile on her face. she gave him a quick kiss and got off of him, exiting out of the training room.
"nice move" jean complimented, obviously adoring their moment. "sorry but she's all mine for today" warren caught up to them, and pulled y/n away from jane. y/n told her she'll see her later with little giggles escaping her mouth. they went inside their room.
"cuddle with me" warren begged. "i need to get four of my suit"
"forget it" he laid there with his eyes closed and made a grabby-hands motion, reaching out for her. she gave in to his cuteness and laid down with him. "nerve pour water in my bed again" she mumbled in his chest getting closer and closer to her sleeping state.
"shhhh" he rubbed her head trying to make her forget about this morning's events. "warren i'm ser-"
"shhh" he repeated. "it's relaxing time" he whispered. "i hate you" she joked smiling a little.
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