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#HenryWeek - Villain!Reader

Dt: PureAwesomeness001 Fairytale_Daydreams

Prompt: "I'm getting really tired of pretending I'm not evil."

Word count: 9,027

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Henry couldn't see a thing. Hands tugged at his shirt and pushed him back. There was a scream and then Henry was falling; hitting the ground with the back of his head. Everything was blurry, but when he could see again he felt that he would be next to scream.

Henry woke up with a jolt. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he clutched his chest. He tried to steady his breathing, but he collapsed into tears. Everything around him was breaking and so was he. His mind always brought him back to that moment.

Before he started having the nightmares, before the moment ever happened, his nights consisted of phone calls. He loves hearing her voice through the speaker; muffled and close. It was like she was there with him, except she was home. And he was home. So they called each other.

"Honestly thought I was done for." You laughed.

Henry chuckles and holds the phone closer to his ear. He can picture your smile.

"You worry too much."

"Me? Says saviour's boy."

"Oi."

"Come on, you know I'm joking."

You laugh together through the phone until Henry stops.

"Mom."

"Do you know what time it is?" Regina asks, hands on her hips, standing in Henry's doorway.

"Sorry, I didn't realize." Henry says.

"Now you're done for." You whisper into the line.

Henry tries to stifle a laugh.

"Bed. Now." Regina says, walking out of his room.

"I've got to go." Henry sighs.

"I understand." You say, "We'll talk tomorrow."

"Looking forward to it."

"Goodnight, Henry."

"Bye, (Y/n)."

Henry falls asleep with a smile on his face and so do you. In the morning you rush to get ready for school so that you can both meet up at the bus station before anyone else gets there.

"Cookie?" You ask, hand in front of Henry's face as you stand behind him.

Henry laughs, takes the cookie, and turns around to hug you.

"Now, our conversation." He smiles.

You smile back and delve into what the two of you were talking about last night, but didn't get to finish. There's never a time between you both where it's silent. Either you're talking or he is. It drove some people mad, but you were mad with happiness around him.

Henry has always been there for you. You've known him since you first arrived in Storybrooke and you have never regretted it. Because of how close the two of you are, it's impossible for people to separate you. Even when in different classrooms, you'd still text under the tables until you could see each other again.

You believe that you and Henry are the loudest at lunch. It didn't matter where you sat, just as long as you could sit together. It was fun. Henry was fun. You only ever had fun when you were with him.