Post X3. No spoilers, besides that Warren goes to the institute. No own. Review!
She felt his gaze. He always watched her. Always came to her window, and gazed upon her sleeping figure.
However, he didn't know that she was rarely sleeping.
In fact, she always waited for him. He came every night like clockwork, landing smoothly on her window sill, to look upon his angel.
She listened to his soft, gentle breathing, and felt suddenly soothed. She felt calm, and happy.
But it'd never be more. After all, he was an angel, and she was nothing to compare.
She was a girl, and untouchable outcast.
But still, he came, and still, she waited for him.