Henry Cavill Imagines (Complete)

Makes fun of you (not in a bullying way)

Since the whole self-quarantine and the witcher halting on production, Henry has kept himself occupied with working out.

I was looking forward to being self quarantined with my man but now I an seething in jealously of a freaking gym, then his dang gone equipment. I mean he gives them more attention and action more than me.

 I mean yeah it's the home gym and I have no worries about him ever leaving the house or any stranger coming in. But that doesn't make this ordeal any difference then how he was with the public gym he would non stop go to.

I get it he wants to stay in Geralt shape and make sure that when they go back to filming the Witcher that his body and everything is ready. But ignoring me is bullshit.

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"Are you seriously standing there telling me that you're jealous of this glute machine?" he asked

When I said nothing he started laughing which made him stop his glute exercise for a moment before I went back to it.

"I don't see anything funny Henry," I tell him as I cross my arms under my breast and prop them up giving him attitude.

He looked at me and laughed harder.

"Your trying to seduce me" He laughed then shook his head

My boil was close to boiling over with this shit I was about to lose my damn mind and tell his British ass where to get off if he fuckin keeps making fun of me.

"Are you done yet with making fun of me?"

He looked at me knowing I am dead serious and the expression I am wearing he knows I am close to my boiling point yet he doesn't care. he laughs louder. I generally love his laugh but when its shit like this it pisses me the fuck off. It was the icing on the cake.

"FINE!! YOU WANT TO FUCKING LAUGH AT ME AND SHIT THEN SO BE IT. YOU'RE NOT WELCOME IN BED WITH ME. YOU WANT TO BE IN HERE ALL DAMN DAY THEN FUCKING SLEEP IN HERE I AM SICK OF THIS SHIT"

I didn't care who the fuck heard me. I was pissed and livid. At least he freaking stopped with his fucking laughing.

I turn and storm off slamming the damn door not caring it I break any damn thing or shatter anything.

I took off upstairs and into the master grabbed my clothes and moved it into a different room with a closet and bathroom. I took all my things outta his bathroom and moved it into the room I will sleep in.

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He stayed away from me for a while and I don't care I have had it with his shit.

He had no right making fun of me when I asked him a simple question and think it's a freeing joke with how he is ignoring me thinking I am not gonna go off on his ass. well, he was sadly mistaken casue I did and if he wants to fucking make fun of me again I will go right back off on him again.

I didn't want to yell at him but I hate ...hate being made fun of whether it's a joke or just messing around with me. I hate it and he knows that yet he went and did it anyway.

I laid in the bed and picked up my book and played some music turning it up when I heard him walking up the stairs.

I don't wanna hear his voice or see his face right now.

 I am needing to and wanting to relax before I have a heart attack or stroke and wind up in the hospital.

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After while I finally calm down and my heart rate slows back to normal.

I continue to read my book and listen to music not once bothering to unlock the bedroom door or move the chair that I have shoved up under the handle.