My geeky superpower is that I once wrote a paper for my uni analysing why American superhero movies subconsciously projected a public opinion propaganda during the war on terror and actually got an A+ for talking about Batman and Iron Man's unhinged slightly gay obsession with Superman and Captain America
Request: Hey, sorry for being so direct but would you be open to write a very fluffy Henry fic?
Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader
Warnings: angst, sad reader, comforting, fluff, soft Henry
Divider by @writeyourmindaway
On days like these, you believe nothing works out for you. On days like these, you would like to crawl back onto your bed and hide underneath your sheets.
It started with little things like almost slipping in the shower, followed by ruining your favorite blouse by pouring coffee over the fabric.
Anyone would say you had just bad luck – you would disagree.
After changing into fresh clothes, grabbing your purse, and keys you rushed toward your car to drive to work. Needless to say, your car broke down in the middle of the road, leaving you no other choice but to call the breakdown service.
When you finally arrived at work, two hours too late, your boss yelled at you, insisting you must work after hours to catch up with your work. Again, you had no choice, and just went with the flow, worked hard to finish all your tasks in no time.
On your way back home, you tried to reach Henry to tell him about your day, but luck wasn’t on your side today. Sad you tossed your phone into your purse and to hail a cab.
“No, not you too,” fighting with the lock you are close to tears. Somehow the key won’t fit and you lean your head against the door, groaning in frustration.
“Baby girl?” The door suddenly opens and you end up in Henry’s chest, looking up at your boyfriend. “What’s wrong, Y/N?”
“I…I had an awful day, Henry,” you swallow your frustration and tears, forcing a smile on your lips when he wraps one arm around you.
“How about you come inside and tell me everything? I got the whole weekend off, and we can do whatever you want to do.” Henry pecks your forehead, just holding you for a moment and you relax, taking a deep breath.
“I almost slipped in the showers, ruined my blouse, you know the one you like so much. My car broke down, that is the reason I was late for work. I had to work after hours and then I couldn’t reach you,” you look up at Henry, sighing deeply. “Sorry, I didn’t want to ruin your day off.”
“You could never ruin my day, baby,” you smile, this time it is a genuine one. “Let’s see what I can do to make you feel better.”
Henry has you against his chest, his chin resting on the crown of your head whilst he gently runs his fingertips up and down your spine. “Tell me what you need, Y/N.”
Sleepily you just sigh anytime he runs his fingers along your skin, waking goosebumps on his way. “Nothing but you, Hen.”
“I mean it, baby girl. Anything you need, you will get. How about we order your favorite food and watch that movie you like so much,” Henry grins, watching you lift your head to meet his eyes.
“The one with you?” You mirror his grin, and he nods, pecking your forehead softly. “How about we watch it and you can tell me how much more you like me than that actress?”
“Baby, I would’ve done that scene with you anytime,” giggling you hide your face in his neck, loving the way he makes you feel. “I mean, we did, more than once.”
“You know, I feel much better now,” you peck Henry’s neck, gently stroking his chest. “Thank you.”
“Anytime, Y/N. How about I prepare a nice bath with those rose petals you like so much. You will wait here until I can carry you into the bathroom. Later we will watch the movie and I tell you about all the little things I love about you.”
“I love you too, Henry.”
“I know,” pressing his lips to yours, not wanting to let go Henry sighs. “I’ve missed my girl. On days like these, I am glad I can come home to you…”