OUAT IMAGINES (COMPLETED)

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Imagine that you were in Hyperion Heights on a business trip, and you seemed to be having trouble opening the door to your hotel room. Henry Mills just so happened to walk by, noticing your struggle.

"You need some help with that?" He asks, which causes your head to shoot up.

You didn't know anyone was nearby, so you blush.

"Oh, um....I t-think I can get it..." You say, but you knew it was only a lie. The key just would not turn right.

Looking up again, the handsome man was standing about a foot away from you. He had slick back brown hair, brown eyes, and some scruff along his jawline.

"You're obviously struggling, G/B. Please, allow me.." He says, and you give up. You drop the key into the man's hand, suddenly getting butterflies in your stomach, which was weird considering you met him just a few seconds ago.

"The trick is to turn it all the way to the right, then to the middle, and pull." He explains his actions, and the door opens with a small clicking noise.

Slightly embarrassed with yourself, you look down at your luggage and start to pick some of it up.

He hands the key back to you, and he flashes you a smile.

"Thank you..." You trail off, not knowing his name. It makes you feel even more awkward.

"Henry. Henry Mills. And you are most certainly welcome." He holds out his hand for you to shake, but you already had your hands full.

You see him blush, and he drops his hand.

"What's your name?" He asks, still looking at you intently.

"Y/N." You say softly, but loud enough for him to hear.

"Well, Y/N, at least let me help you with your bags, then I will be on my way."

Not complaining, you let him grab the rest of your things and the two of you retreat to your designated room.