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WARNING! The following story contains slash as in male/male relationships, at one point male/male/male. You no like, you no read. I did warn you. Oh and it's a teensy bit angsty…
Lone AngelChapter 2, Photo's.
It was when he was flying that he felt free and at ease so he was really quite happy to fly for Bobby, he wasn't quite so happy about the tight tank top and leg hugging trousers he had to wear but he was quite a way up so anyone watching probably couldn't see them.
Flying gave him time to think about stuff, like how he wanted to get at least one kiss in his life. Due to being hidden away from age seven he'd never met any children his own age or had friends. As a result he didn't know how to make friends, at all. He did seem to be making progress at the institute, people talked to him and helped him but still no one had openly called him their friend.
He looked down at the patio and saw Bobby snapping away with his camera, Peter standing next to him and having a deep conversation with the camera happy boy. Gosh they were fit. Oh yes that was another thing Warren often thought about when flying. Not only was he a mutant with angel's wings sprouting out his back but he was gay too. Yet another factor that stopped him from getting his first kiss.
"Thanks Warren that's enough!" Bobby shouted with a large smile on his face, reaching almost to his eyes. Warren waved at him to acknowledge that he'd heard and continued to fly around the cool sky, he'd probably stay out till it was time for dinner or until he ran out of things to think about.
"I got some amazing shots of Warren, I never realised how good his body looks," Bobby said to Peter with another smile as he put his camera away carefully.
"I'd noticed," Peter grinned, "Saw him without a shirt on once, fabulously toned body but rather pale skin."
"Let's go and get these developed," Bobby suggested. His personal preference was that of bisexuality, currently was dating Rogue, had dated John for a few months and had dated Peter for nearly a year back when they both first came to mansion and first realised the way that they were inclined. Peter was simply gay.
"How come all the cute guys are either gay or bisexual?" Kitty had asked once when they'd been talking, a question which had made them both and John who had been there smile. They went to the schools reasonably small darkroom and together set about developing the photo's, chatting happily as they did so.
"Warren is cute isn't he?" Bobby asked as he hung a photo up.
"Very. Swear he doesn't know it though. He's really innocent to everything isn't he?" Peter asked while admiring one of the close-ups done courtesy of the zoom.
"He does seem a little wide eyes at times doesn't he?" Bobby asked with a chuckle, pleased at how the photo's had turned out, some of them were going to male brilliant paintings.
"Hey Bobby? Can I use a couple of these? I'm doing friends as mine, a mural of all the people I know and like and I would love to do something with some of these, you're a great photographer you know?" Peter asked, turning in the small confines of the room to face Bobby.
"Hmmm. Yes, on one condition," Bobby said with a growing smile, "Give me a kiss like you used to when we were dabbling fourteen year olds." Peter's grin grew as he gently took Bobby's face in his hands.
"That I can do," he smiled and then pressed his lips to Bobby's. "That I can definitely do."
"No strings though, I'm still with Rogue," Bobby smiled and looped his arms up around Peter's neck.
"No strings. This brings back good memories." After that neither boy could really say much due to familiar kisses.
A/N Don't let this fool you, it will be Warren/Peter but for those of you who asked it does give you a clue as to who the third will be at one point.