#sky high warren peace

[ivorydragoness44]

Warren Peace x Reader: Interesting

Word Count: 1,083 Warnings/Notes: Reader accidentally choking on food (they’re fine), Reader accidentally hitting their hand on a locker (the pain subsides, don’t worry), and hand holding. Summary: Part 2 to “Interest”, this continues with the Reader and Warren’s interactions, even as the Reader leaves the cafeteria early. Will emotions be explored or revealed?

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  Smiling to yourself, you nudged your knee to his twice. Though as you retracted, his knee met yours again and remained there.   This should be interesting.   Did you move? Absolutely not. At least, not from the waist down. Using and focusing as much as you could on your peripheral vision, you studied him. Sure, you almost bit your own tongue in an attempt to multitask, but at least no one noticed. The only movement that came from Warren was a simple turn of a page.   All of this over analyzing was bound to give you some sort of headache at this rate. Or, as fate would have it, you started to cough from possibly the smallest particle of food. Every set of eyes at the table were on you, immediately concerned. Before your hand could reach over your tray, Layla had opened up your water bottle for you. With a brief forced smile, you grabbed it. Within a few moments of drinking water, you were well again.

  “Well, that was thrilling,” you frowned.   “Are you okay?” Layla asked.   “Yeah.”   “That would’ve been one way to go,” Zach said, drinking his own soda.   “Dude,” Warren glared as Will and Ethan likewise chided Zach.   You rolled your eyes as they continued to bicker. “I think I’ll see myself out,” you smiled to Magenta and Layla.   With a short farewell, you picked up your tray and left the table. By the time you were out of the cafeteria and in the hallway, you felt a greater sense of relief. Maybe the collective sounds of students had become too overwhelming for you.   Making your way to your locker, the quiet halls held a strange sense of calm. You figured it was the strong contrast from its usual capacity of students.

  “Then this way,” you mumbled to yourself, completely focused on unlocking your locker. “Ah ha,” you smiled triumphantly. If you were going to be using up time before your next class, you might as well use it wisely. Exchanging one textbook for another, you missed the approaching footsteps as you zipped your backpack close.   “Hey,” the clear voice of Warren reached your ears.   A little started, you accidentally knocked your knuckles against the open locker door. Silently, you screamed into the void of metal storage. The door swung open to its full extent just as you shut both your mouth and eyes in a grimace.   “Are you okay?” He asked, sounding much closer and very concerned.   “Great,” you squeaked. “Super durability and all.” Your eyes flashed open however, as something warm gently grasped your hand. Warren. The rate at which you were looking between his hands on yours and his eyes was bound to make you dizzy at some point.   His thumb caressed over your knuckles. It was almost too warm. “It doesn’t look too bad,” he smiled at you. “Maybe don’t go around punching lockers as a hobby though.”   “I’ll try to fight the urge,” you replied without much thought.   He laughed and carefully released your hand.

  It was quiet for a moment before either of you spoke a single word.   “Warren?” You asked softer than you intended.   Matching your tone, he inclined closer to you. “Yeah?”   Hesitation overtook you. “Do you…uh,” you sighed to yourself. Did you wanna head outside for a bit? Yah know, before class?“   “Sure. Lead the way.”   As you closed up your locker, you wondered if he noticed your change in demeanor. Heck, he seemed to notice, or at least accurately interpret everything. Slinging your bag over your shoulder, your own thoughts made you nervous. What if Warren already knew that you liked him? That you were interested in him as more than a friend? If he did, he was either ignoring or—   Warren grabbed your hand in his just as you turned away from the lockers. You looked at him incredulously.   “If third time’s the charm, let’s not add to your list.”   “List?”   “Choking on your lunch in the cafeteria, hitting your locker…,” he leaned in teasingly.   You pursed your lips at him. “Maybe we should add knee-knocking to that list.”   His brows rose. “Maybe we should. That’ll make three already.”   “So I guess that means I’m in the clear,” you added, starting to walk, Warren falling in line with you.   “I guess so.”

  The two of you continued walking hand in hand. Even as you made your way out of the building, neither of you loosened your hold. Sure, friends could hold hands, absolutely, but this felt entirely different. And as you both stepped down toward his favorite spot, your heart began to race. You had to ask him, or say something! So, when he dropped his bag down on the half-wall, you took a confident stance, if only to keep yourself steady.   “Warren, can I tell you something without freaking out?”   He turned to you with genuine soft curiosity.   You sputtered. “Without you freaking out,” you clarified.   “Yeah,” he said, tightening his hold on your hand in the slightest.   “I like you,” you said a little too fast, “is that weird?” No sooner the question left your mouth, you regretted it. But before you cold cringe into yourself and fold over like a beach-chair, he spoke.   “No. It’s not weird,” he swung your hands for a short moment and you swore you short circuited.   “Not weird?”   Warren took a step toward you, the tips of your shoes touching. “Not weird.”   “Oh, okay,” you finally took a breath.   “Would it be weird if I liked you too?” He asked, causing your eyebrows to shoot up to your hairline.   “What? No. No. Not weird.”   “Good,” he smiled brightly, “because I really like you too.”   “You do?”   “Yeah.” He looked down bashfully for a moment. “I guess I was being too subtle, but… I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.”   You gazed at him. “That’s really thoughtful,” you complimented.   “Heh, thanks.”   “And I said that out loud,” you shut your eyes. “What is going on with me today?”   “Let’s just blame it on the school today,” he suggested, his voice close enough to feel on your skin.   You opened your eyes in time to see his chin. His chin? A pair of lips softly pressed against your forehead.   When Warren leaned away, he smiled at your expression.   “Well, I can’t possibly focus in any class for the rest of the day.”   “Not a single one?”   “Not when I know that you’re interested now.”   Warren chuckled.

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Thank you for reading!

If you want to check out my other fanfics, be sure to look at the pinned post on my blog: My Masterlist of Masterlists.

[winterswake]

STEVEN STRAIT as Warren Peace in Sky High (2005)

[givingairtomymouth]

The "I was better for her, but the hero must get the girl" squad

[n3rdx]

Warren Peace and Layla Williams from Sky high🌿🔥

I always wanted these two to end up together when I was little so here they are 💕

[turvi]

Hmm I wonder why I'm in love with Severus

My childhood crush:

I swear this movie is some kind of Harry Potter multiverse

[paperized]

Sky high!!! I was rewatching it recently and had to draw some fanart of the best disney channel movie

[punkeropercyjackson]

This genre of male character

Yeah idk how to describe them but they are my favorite guy(a few of them are also women to me-Not as a joke but as in bigenderisms)

[queenimmadolla]

not all Warren Peace fans are Eddie Munson fans, but all Eddie Munson fans are Warren Peace fans

[texaschainsawmascara]

Steven Strait

[ivorydragoness44]

Baron Battle Poll Results

Option 2 has won!

"He killed to get rid of a worse evil (person/plan) that may or may not have been known. Maybe he was tired of always saving and got to the root of the problem."

And it somehow fits that Option 1 can be the "worse evil" that Baron Battle destroys 😆

"He destroyed a secret villain lair disguised as a civilian factory. They likely were creating mass-produced weapons for other villains etc. This resulted in a huge fire in their super hero city."

So...everybody wins!? 😄 Except for Baron Battle...👀

Thank you for voting and helping me put together this series!

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Also, as per a reblog of the poll... What about Miss Peace???

[petitreve]

We need more Warren Peace stuff here. We’re severely lacking. He’s SO FINE so we’ve got no excuse. I’m about to start writing for him too, this isn’t a want. This is more than a want. More than a desire. This is a NEED.

[garden-of-carnations]

sometimes I wonder if I have a type and then I remember these are my childhood crushes

[emmieart]

yall remember sky high?

(commissions open on ko-fi)

[givingairtomymouth]

I hope we are all aware that Barron Battle is in fact played by Steven Strait himself... who in the exact same year was starring in a movie called "Undiscovered" and looked like this ✨

[everrgrreeen]

me, wide awake late at night, knowing that had sky high (2005) gotten the sequel it was supposed to layla and warren would have been endgame:

[porcelana-r0ta]

Watching Sky High with my roommate and Will's dad talks about how Warren's dad stole the lead part in Oklahoma!, meaning that Sky High School has a theater department. I'm now obsessed with the idea that there are superpowered kids in Sky High who are are theater kids