Prompt: Bobby sometimes picks Scott up and ice slides off with him. He picked this up from Warren.
Pairing: Bobby x Scott into Bobby x Scott x Warren
Bobby watched as Scott fell from the rooftop.
Time seemed to go in slow motion as a bunch of them on the ground began to run toward the spot where they all knew Scott was going to land. None of them could go fast enough and Bobby felt like his heart was going to explode. Scott wasn't even flailing as he fell, unconscious from whatever blow on the roof sent him falling. He reached out a hand to start making an ice bridge, hoping that would speed him up enough to stop Scott's ultimate demise.
Suddenly, the light from the sun was blotted out and Warren was racing past all of them, his wings of fire creating a frantic heat on all of their faces, melting the small bit of a bridge Bobby had made. Before Bobby could breathe in again, Warren had caught Scott and was turning around. Bobby slowed his running, time seeming to catch up, his heart pounding at a steady- albeit fast- pace. Warren touched down on the ground, Scott groaning as he reached up to touch his head.
That was the first time Warren had literally swept Bobby's boyfriend off his feet.
The second time, they were all fighting a group of Hydra soldiers. Bobby had just created an ice shield, hindering the paths of enough bullets to give Warren a chance to swoop down and scoop up Scott, smiling, cracking a joke, making Scott laugh as they flew off. Bobby's heart squeezed in jealousy as he strengthened his shield and made a path of ice for him to race off after them.
It was after the third time, when Scott literally jumped into Warren's arms that Bobby decided it was best to just let Warren have Scott.
Now, all three of them were lying in bed together, a movie playing on the television screen, but none of them paying as much mind to it as they normally would. It was late and Bobby could feel sleep creeping in at the edges of his vision. He yawned, rolling over and shoving his cold hands up under Warren's shirt who made an indignant sound of offense and tried to pull away.
Scott laughed and slung an arm over Bobby's waist, pulling him away from Warren who seemed like he was about to fall out of the bed, his wings spread awkwardly behind him. They settled in for the night, Scott and Bobby tangled in each other's limbs, Warren's left wing covering them and his arm slung over Bobby's back, hand resting on Scott's arm.
It was snowing, Bobby was outside making a snow angel while Scott and Warren were tossing snowballs at each other and the other students, even Laura, who- despite her strong efforts to scowl and swear at every waking moment- seemed to be laughing and enjoying herself. Sometimes it was easy to forget that all of them were nothing but teenagers, some of them hardly even that.
Bobby stood up, watching the other's battle out their dominance of the two spots claimed as the team's territories. Bobby hadn't joined, claiming it wasn't fair for him to throw what he could create. He'd become a never ending snowball generator, forced to live out his days creating snowballs for his team, throwing them at unsuspecting friends turned enemies through a child's game. He saw Warren aiming for Scott, who was aiming for Hank.
Bobby grinned to himself, deciding to take Warren's place as Scott's saviour. He ran toward Scott, creating an ice bridge as he scooped Scott off his feet and slide away, dodging the snowballs Warren had just thrown. Scott laughed and shoved at Bobby who only leaned in for a cold kiss, their breath warm against each other's faces.
The next time Bobby slide away on ice with Scott, they had been taking a walk through the forest, the three of them. Bobby spotted a clearing in front of them and ran behind Scott and Warren. They turned in confusion when he ran away, but soon were trying to dodge him. Scott was swept up, Bobby's heart thudding in excitement. He slide them high up into the air, calling out for Warren to follow if he could keep up. The clearing was beneath them, untouched by feet, untouched by them. Warren stayed on the forest floor and watched them. Scott clutched Bobby's shoulders, which pulsed under the pressure. Bobby stopped when they were above the middle of the clearing, Scott in his arms like a bride.
They kissed.