The Greatest Christmas Gift (Henry CavillxReader One-Shot)

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*A/N: Please read the description for a background on the story. @PenneferofVennerburg I'm sorry it took a bit longer than expected. I hope you enjoy it. It definitely did help me a bit with my seasonal depression. 

Even two months without him seemed like an eternity. I know we did it to tackle issues for ourselves so that when we return to one another, we won't be afraid and will be prepared to provide for each other's needs. But that doesn't mean that it was easy. I cried myself to sleep every night for two months, praying he hadn't forgotten about me or found someone else. But everything fell apart for me in those two months. I had to return to living with my family because I hadn't had any customers in a while. Even though I adore them, they only contribute to worsening my depression.

I was taking my usual bath today to unwind when I heard someone knocking on the door and my mother speaking to someone. I assumed it was the mailman, so I didn't give it much thought and went about my regular bathing routine. But when I returned to my room and found Henry sitting on my bed, looking at our images that I still had open on my laptop screen, it caught me off guard. He immediately sprang up when he spotted me. I didn't wait around; I sprinted over to him right away. I wanted to savour every moment of it, even if I was just imagining it, even if it was just a dream. I missed his scent, the way he would hold me, and the way he would softly kiss my head. Even if I had a few moments to experience that feeling again, I wouldn't trade it for anything because I missed him so much. Since his waist was the furthest I could reach, I encircled him with my arms and buried my head in his chest while whimpering silently. He began giving me gentle kisses on top of my head while his hands were large enough to cup my entire face. Between each kiss, he kept saying how sorry he was and how much he missed me. I glanced at him with eyes full of tears. On tiptoes, I encircled his neck with my arms and kissed him as if I wouldn't see him again. Now it was his turn to wrap his arms around my waist as he picked me up. He sat us down on the bed while I was still sobbing, and then he slowly backed away so he could see my face. It felt like I'd been sitting on his lap for hours. Henry kept repeating that he made a mistake walking away as we sat there chatting about how much we missed one other. He became afraid of how quickly his feelings for me grew so strong. We were oblivious to how quickly time passed, and we soon fell asleep. I had the feeling that he would not be there when I woke up and that this was all a dream.

But I was still lying on his chest the morning I woke up. I then let out the biggest grin. Even though he was sleeping, he would not let me leave even though I tried to move to give him a full hug. He swiftly buried me in his chest by engulfing me in his enormous arms. Since I'm in his arms, the entire world could end right now, and I would still be at peace.

He made up for the time we were apart by staying with me for a few days. Also, since my family doesn't really celebrate Christmas and it was Christmas weekend, he wanted us to spend it with his family instead. But even before we started dating, I kept telling him that I wanted to visit London to see the Christmas lights because I had never had the chance. He didn't want to miss the opportunity, so when he heard that my family and I would be travelling to London for Christmas Eve, he joined us. He told me I'd look beautiful beneath the Christmas lights, so he spent every spare moment taking photos of me. He wanted to show to everyone how happy he is to have me back. Even though almost every store was closed for the holidays, I was still perusing every item you could possibly buy. Henry would always take a photo of whatever caught my attention. Even when we were in a situationship, he would buy me a lot of things, despite the fact that he claims that quality time is his primary love language.

We finally made it home at about nine o'clock in the evening after a long day in London. However, I still needed to prepare my final stuff because Henry and I would be leaving for Winchester right away. Since it would be the first time I met his family, I made an effort to hide the fact that I was quite nervous. Not to mention that I was unable to buy them any gifts due to my financial situation.