"I would have done the same thing, taken the cure, if I had your power."
(that one power that has the worst downside of them all)
He was one of many new (new that as rest saw me as a traitor, all but this strange boy before me) and he had the best mutation of them all, something I would have traded mine for in a heartbeat.
He was the wings that grew out his back, was a living and breathing angel.
"Thanks, Warren."
And for then on he was my friend (the only one beside Logan, who I gave up crushing on AGES ago) and maybe someday something more?
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This stranger (that he was slowly not becoming that over the months that he continued being the only one that cared) was nice to me more, even more so then my own freaking boyfriend, then all the rest of them.
And this boy, with wings that wasn't afraid of spreading wide and flying (which he did really well, and maybe someday I might join him, maybe) high, was the only person I need to help me along in my tough spots.
(and trust me, it's me and I have a whole lot of tough spots in my life, but thanks to him they now always seemed to end on a good note)
"Happy birthday."
"You're the only one that cared to remember, I almost forgot myself (which is so very sad)."
"Well, you'll remember this one birthday forever, Rogue. It was after all the first day you flew."
Before I could protest (say 'now, Warren you don't even like me that much, just like the rest of them, with their judging eyes') I was soaring, I kid you not I was flying through the clouds.
He had me in his arms (every part of me holding on for dear life, the only time in my life I could fully touch anyone) like I was the most precious thing he had ever carried and under no circumstances was he going to drop me.
(now that would have put a downer on the whole birthday right there)