☆𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬☆

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙨

"i, warren worthington the third, take you, y/n l/n, as my wi-"

"y/n.....whoo hoo y/n, is anyone there" warren waved his hand in front of my face. i quietly gasped and blinked back into reality and looked at him. "yes?"

"what's going through that little head of yours? you're completely zoned out" he chuckled putting his arm around me. "i seen a little something something" i smile at him causing his face to go a little red.

"i promise it wasn't about you" he started saying. "not like i don't think about you. i think about you all the time, but sometimes i wake up with it. guy struggles" he began to ramble making me confused. "wait wait hold on, what are you talking about?" i pointed to him. "what are you talking about..." he spoke in a slowly with curiosity raising an eyebrow at me. "i'm talking about the vision i just saw. what are you talking about?"

"oh... the same thing you're talking about. i wake up with visions too?" he replies in more of a question. "um yeah okay" i give a weird facial expression. "so what did you see?"

"what did you see?" i ask him with a teasing smile. "oh you know...stuff" he lightly laughs. "mhm sure" i say watching him try to shake off the topic. "so.." he trails off waiting for me to finish what i was talking about. "oh! yeah. you know how you proposed to me with the ring pop today?"

"yeah what about it?" he grabbed my hand looking at me waiting for a response. "did something good come out of that proposal?" he asks another question.

"maybe" i move my lips to the side and put on a thinking face which i eventually giggled about a second later. "show me" he urged. "nooo" i drag out the word causing his face to fall. "why not??" he asks his voice going higher. "because it's bad to show someone's future. you can't tell or show too much information. they have to find out themselves as life goes on and that my friend is what you're going to have to do" i bopped his nose as he didn't have an amused look on his face. he should know by now since i've been telling him about it non-stop.

"you're unfair with this stuff"

"sorry" i sarcastically apologize with an playful eye roll. "can i at least have a hint?" he had given up on trying to get the answer out of me. "it was very delicious, thank you. it's my favorite flavor"
i watched his face fall even more if that was possible. "that was it"
"yeah"
he stayed silent for a few seconds before talking again. "you just enjoyed the ring pop that was it"

i smirked and watched him face plant into the pillow. "warren?" i call seeing he wasn't responding after a few seconds. "can you breath?"

silence. "fine, i guess i'll get married to someone else" i dramatically sigh waiting to get an reaction from him, and i did. "is someone speaking?" his muffled voice said into the pillow. i get on top of his back and lean down next to his ear. "i'll tell you what i saw, if you get your face out of the pillow" i spoke softly. his head raised up getting a gasp of air, he then looked at me as i was already giving him a look. let out a laugh as i thought about how he couldn't breath. it's not a funny thing to laugh about but i couldn't help myself. "i'm sorry" i calmed down my laughter realizing he was staring me down. "tell me. i almost suffocated"

"no thanks just wanted to see your face one more time before i left" i get off of him and walked out of the room leaving a shocked and unhappy warren inside.