Eyes On Creel

fever

:☆: A/N; 42 reads wow heh! more cutesy scenes n all that gud stuff ♡ tysm for reading, and uh maybe smut later on in the far future lolz. Enjoy! <3
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you woke up with another pounding headache, not as bad as the last one, but a sickly one.
You also were in a cold-sweat.
You yawned weakly and opened the blinds to let sunlight into the dimly lit bedroom, the beautiful sun beaming over your ferns and flowers.
"Hi, sleepyhead." Henry said sleepily as he had just woken up, too.
"Oh goodmorning Henry."
"You don't look well."
"I'm okay I just have a headac-" he cut you off
"No."
"No?"
"You need rest y/n"
"But we need to go to school!"
"I'll be fine" you assured him
"Nooo." He argued
He pushed you onto the bed (*not like that you naughty naughty naughty.*) and fluffed your pillows and put your fuzziest blanket on you and your comforter soon after so you wouldn't be cold.
"Better?"
"Yes thank you." you smiled
"Do you have a thermometer y/n?"
"There's one in the first aid kit in the cabinet in my bathroom."
henry speed-walked to your bathroom and grabbed your thermometer to check your temperature.
"Uh, y/n."
"Is it high?"
"100.1," he stated with a worried expression.

Damn it.
Hes so nice but he needs to go to school like, now. It's already 7:21am.

"Henry?"
"Yes?"
"You need to get ready for school. Ill be fine," you assured, gesturing for him to go get ready

"I'm not leaving you sick, alone. Are you crazy?" he argued quietly

"I'm serious, I'll be fine Henry."

"No. I'm staying here, with you y/n." still not changing his mind

"ughh, fine." you said in a nauseated tone

"good." he grinned, his eyes shining, like blue orbs, because of the open blinds.

God his eyes, they're so pretty.

"Do you have chicken noodle soup?"
"Yeah," you said weakly
"Good." "Where is it?"
"Uhh- in the far right cupboard in thr kitchen." "yeah that's right- I think."
He smiled foundly, "Do you want some?" He questioned
"Please." smiling back,
"I'll bring it up to you," he said sprinting downstairs, not giving a fuck if your mom or step-dad spotted him, only caring about you getting better.
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moments later...

"Here!" he gestured
"Thank you, Henry."

"Be careful it's hot"
"Like you?" you weakly smirked, with a slight giggle
"I-uh." he said flustered.
"Henry."
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me, I'm your guest."
"So?"
"You live here."
"What?" He looked puzzled
"I don't think my parents would find out, plus even if they did they'd be too busy arguing or one of them getting drunk and the other passed out on the couch," you chuckled
"Thank you," Henry smiled, with doe eyes.

"Can you let the others know through my walkie-talkie that I can't make it to school today?"
"Please?"
"Of course, anything for you love," he said grinning

As Henry grabbed the walkie-talkie out of your backpack, your heart quite literally fluttered as his blonde hair had those few strands in his face as he kneeled down.

Your mind scattered, thinking of the sweet boy who randomly showed up in Hawkins.

butterflies. you couldn't stop thinking about him, his sweet actions, and kind words. It warmed your heart every time he smiled at you.

After Henry had let your friends know, he kneeled down by your cushioned bench. It had stuffed animals seated below it, trying to cheer you up, Henry grabbed the fuzzy tan-coloured puppy plush, going up to you smiling and kneeling by your bedside.

"What's it's name?"
"The plush puppy." He questioned
"Bluebell, why?" You asked, smiling

*In a high pitched voice*
"My names Bluebell, and I have the bestttt owner in the world, she's pretty, and nice and smells sweet."
Henry said, moving the stuffed pup around your bed, making you laugh.
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