Celebrity Imagines

Henry Cavill (Part Seven)

Y/N POV

You couldn't sleep. The sound of the violent thunder storm outside made you jump in fright as you clutched to your duvet.

Your parents were out again, working as usual on another week long business trip. You jumped again, seeing a flash of lightning outside your window.

You whimpered quietly as the sound of the storm grew louder. You're mind wandered to Henry. How was he coping, surely he wasn't like this?

Your hands fumbled over the duvet in search of your phone. Holding it close, you unlocked it before taping on call.

You bit down on your lip hesitantly, your finger hovering over his name. Another loud bang sounded making you squeal in fright, tapping his name in the process.

It rang.

You stared down expectantly as it continued to ring until finally it stopped.

"Princess?" His husky voice rang through the speaker as you held it close. "Baby it's 1am, what's wrong?"

"Henry, I'm scared" You whimpered.

There was a sound of shuffling in the background, followed by a rush of footsteps.

"I'm on my way okay" he assured you. " Just be patient, I'll be there before you know it-"

"Henry please don't hang up" you whispered, your voice was filled with fright as another strike of lightning flashed behind the curtains.

"I won't Y/N" he cooed gently.

He stayed with you on the phone while he drove to your house, making sure that you were alright while you spoke. You explained to him that you didn't want to be alone during the storm and how you wanted him to be here with you.

His calm and soothing voice helped you to relax , even when the heavy rain pounded against the window and the wind howled aggressively, nevertheless it calmed you down.

You sprinted down the steps when you heard him knock on your door. Throwing the door open, you pulled him in before closing it shut, locking it in the process.

"Princess-" he spoke softly as you jumped into his arms. His hands rested on your ass, where he hoisted you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist. "I've got you babygirl" he cooed.

He carried you in his arms up to your room, closing the door behind him with his foot before turning on the lights.

The lights flickered, before going out completely.

You gripped onto him, not caring that he was wet from walking in the rain.

"Sweetheart, you have to let me go" he sighed, rubbing your back soothingly.

You shook your head, burying your face into the crook of his neck.

"You're gonna catch a cold, and I don't want that" he said. You let out a sigh, before letting him go. You lowered your legs to the ground, taking a step back from him before sitting on your bed.

You switched on your lamp in hopes it would work, and thankfully it did. Though the light wasn't as bright, it still served its purpose.

You shyly watched him strip down to his boxers, folding his wet hoodie and damp sweatpants before putting them to the side.

You sat on your knees, your tight shorts riding up slightly as you leaned forward. Henry's eyes wandered down your figure, starting from your face where his blue eyes took in your features.

He focused on your slightly pouted full lips, gradually descending to your chest that spilled from your small tank top, to your exposed stomach and thighs.