Henry Bowers ⁵

Christmas was approaching, but you and Henry were having a fight. You've been together for seven months; you've known each other since junior high, and your relationship never really had any problems, except for the occasional minor one due to Henry's maniacal jealousy and your possessiveness.

Leaving that aside, your relationship was very nice; you were each other's safe havens, Henry because of his abusive father, and you because of your relationship with your mother, which was going from bad to worse. You both took refuge in each other due to family issues; you understood each other better than anyone.

Right now, as I said before, you're going through a fight. You haven't spoken for days because of Henry's jealousy. He thought you were flirting with a friend, which infuriated him, and he started arguing with you in front of everyone without any shame. Going through this, you obviously made the decision to distance yourself.

The blond hated the approaching holidays; he didn't want to be alone. No, he didn't want to be without you. He needed to spend his first Christmas together as a couple, and properly, not fighting like cats and dogs.

Henry knocked and knocked on your door for days, until he finally got you to open it. Within hours, you were embracing. You couldn't be without each other, never could, in fact.

I don't know what I would have done without you... He murmured, clinging to you in a hug.

Okay, okay... I have an idea: as a way of reconciliation, we'll make Christmas cookies. I knew he hated Christmas, but I also wanted to celebrate a little.

Oh come on, really? Smiles ironically, he didn't want to do it. Deep down he knew she really wanted that, so somehow he would end up agreeing to see her smile, but she loved being begged.

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