~ Henry ~

Henry coughed again as you entered the room with the soup in your hands. "Damn... I hate being sick."

He lay down on the bed. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at you and the soup in your hands, tilting his head slightly.

Fuck... Did she have to be this beautiful today? he thought. "I thought you were bad at cooking" He scoffed. He is very irritable when he was sick.

You and Henry have been friends since you were 4 years old, now you are 25, he works as a Chef in a very famous restaurant in New York, he is known for being very Arrogant and Cold