RW&RB oneshots (firstprince)

Sick Day (part two)

Hiiii! I figured bc I gave you guys false hope that a new chapter is coming by posting that A/N before, I should actually post another chapter too, so I did. I know I've only done like two different oneshots, but these were the two ideas I had coming into this so if you guys have anything you want done put it in the comments. I'll probably be able to do whatever you want, but the one thing that's a definite no is smut- no smut! Everything else is probably fine, but I'll have to think about it :) tell me in the comments as well if you'd like  a part 3 of this or maybe a sick day with Henry sick or smtg like that! I hope you enjoy this!! Please tell me if you're liking this stuff or if you'd prefer different, I'm open to suggestions :)

Henry pov

My phone rings in the middle of the meeting and Pez glares at me. I look at him, pleading for him to let me take the call. "It's Alex." I say urgently. "He's sick today, he needs me." At these words his face melts into a soft smile.

"Go help your man." He says and I do not hesitate, I run out of the room and pick up the phone on the way.

"Henry." Alex states quietly and before he can say anything more I interrupt him.

"I'm coming home babe, it's okay. You don't have to feel bad." I know he won't like it, but I need to be home with him, I need to know that he's okay with my own two eyes. I rush outside and unlock the car door. I'm sure I broke about a thousand laws getting home, but I made it.

I run up the stairs to our apartment and unlock the door. The first thing I see is Alex laying on the couch asleep. I sigh in relief, he's okay. I walk over and kiss his forehead. I should move him to our bed, shouldn't I?

I pick up his slight frame and transport him to the bed in our room. I gaze down at his frail body and cover him with a blanket. I sigh and walk out of the room. It hurts me to look at him in this state, I love him so much. Instead of hovering over him, I choose to make him soup.

I head to the kitchen and open the cupboards. Sadly my cooking skills and the food we currently have means it's not possible to make soup from scratch so I grab a carton of tomato soup from the cabinet and open it up. I warm up the stove and put a pot on it. I pour the soup in when it's warm and the kitchen is filled with the scent of tomato, basil, and garlic.

After 10 minutes the soup is warm and I take it off and pour some into Alex's favorite mug. I've never understood the use of mugs for soup, mugs are for tea and tea only, but if it makes Alex happy I'm okay doing anything. I open the door to our room and see Alex blinking rapidly.

"Are you okay Alex?" I ask as I walk closer to him. His face is five shades paler than normal and yet he manages to still look stunning as always. When he shakes his head yes I continue. "Here's some soup, in a mug like you like it."

"I thought you thought it's a travesty to have soup in a mug?" He says with a smirk.

"I do, but today I suspend judgement because you're sick. I'll do anything for you, you know that, right?"

"Of course babe. I love you too."

I lay down next to him and put my head on his chest. "I love you." I whisper into his shirt. I really do. I love him more than anyone will ever be able to comprehend. I close my eyes and feel his chest rise and fall with every breath. Alex starts to rub my back in small circles and my eyes feel even heavier, I didn't realize I was this tired. Alex's hands put me into a dreamless sleep.

Alex pov

He looks so tired, I feel awful for putting him through this. He doesn't deserve all this stress. This is just a bug, I'm not going to die and I know he knows this, but he can't help from worrying. If I were in his place I'd be worrying too. He's so beautiful, I love him so much.

I keep rubbing his back after he falls asleep. I don't want him to have nightmares and I know my touch comforts him. I'm already feeling better after having slept for most of the morning. I shouldn't have called him during his meeting, but I'm more comfortable having him at home. If anything would have happened to me while he was there and I didn't call him, he would feel so bad.

I put my head back against the pillow and take a deep breath. I'm so lucky to have this man as my boyfriend. This man is amazing. I don't deserve him. No one does, he's that amazing.

I close my eyes and think about Henry as I fall asleep, his presence comforting me. I'm able to fall asleep much faster while with him.

I love Henry.

Word count: 909

Published: 10/4/20