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somethinginthewayiam · 5 years ago

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Press tour confessions Part 1

Pairing: Henry x reader

Warnings: none, a little fluff, angst

Words: 1914

Summary: You’re part of the cast of Mission Impossible Fallout and joined your costars on the press tour in Japan. A question of an interviewer gets out a confession of you that Henry can’t seem to let go...

A/N: after seeing videos of the MI Fallout press tour in Japan, I came up with a little something. Wanted to do just a little paragraph, but I can’t keep things short, even if my live depended on it. Hope you like it!

You were part of the Mission Impossible Fallout cast and joined Tom, Simon, Henry, Vanessa and Rebecca on the press tour in Japan.

They paired you with Simon, Tom and Henry for the second part of the day when you got to play some games for a Japanese game show.

The game up next was feeling a mystery object inside a box. Everybody else could see but you. The three men had solved their boxes with ease and composure but you were always a little easy to squeal.

When it was your turn, you expected the worst. “Oh no, Y/N, you’re not gonna like this”, came from Simon somewhere close by. You had actually closed your eyes as you started to reach your hand inside the box. After hearing Simons words, you immediately pulled your hand back.

“Stop it, Simon!”, you exclaimed, pressing the hand against your chest. You saw Henry next to you out of the corner of your eye. “Hold my hand, Henry”, you said and stuck your other hand out towards him. He took it with a chuckle.

You started to put your hand inside the box again, the Japanese woman on the other side of the box doing the same. “Come on, Y/N, you got this”, you heard Tom, always the encouraging friend he is.

With shaky fingers, your hand inches forward, your eyes closed again. You reached further and further until the tip of your index finger touched something cold. Without thinking, your finger pressed even further into the thing and you felt something liquid run over your finger.

You immediately pulled your hand back with a high squeal that would make every Japanese girl proud. You even jumped back a step, landing against Henry’s chest. He wrapped his arms around you, laughing. He, of course, already knew what it was.

“What the hell was that?”, you asked out of Henry’s arms. Simon and Tom laughing hysterically. Simon went over to the box, reached inside and pulled something brown out. “It’s just a wet sponge, Y/N. I had god damn soup!”, he cackled and put the sponge on top of the box. “Ewww, that’s gross. Come on, you guys”, you exclaimed into the room. Henry let go of you so he could press his own finger into the sponge to see how wet it was.

You heard the voice translating the Japanese into English in your ear and suddenly heard your name. “Excuse me? I didn’t quite catch that”, you said and pointed at your ear.

One of the Japanese hosts turned to you and repeated what he said. A second later, you heard it in your earpiece. “Are you and Henry together? A couple?”

Your co-stars got the same translation over their earpieces and Henry’s head shot over to you as you two were still standing next to each other.

“Oh, uhm, no, we’re not together”, he cleared up. “No, no, he doesn’t want me”, you spoke almost at the same time Henry did.

“God knows I tried”, you added jokingly and made Simon and Tom laugh. Henry looked a bit irritated at you, but smiled for the cameras.

When the taping for the game show was over, press was done for the day and you were on your way back to your hotel. The four of you, assistants and your PR people headed out of the room together and into the elevator. “What was that in there?”, Henry suddenly asked you. You two were standing at the back of the elevator. “What exactly? There were a lot of strange things happening in that room just now”, you remarked. “The part where you said, you tried, when they asked if we were together”, Henry reminded you.

“Oh, this is gonna be good”, you heard Simon as he turned around to face you. Tom was talking to his assistant. “Why? What about it?”, you asked him and felt a little uncomfortable. Was the elevator getting smaller?

“Why did you say that? There wasn’t anything going on between us when we were filming”, he reminded you. “I’m aware, believe me”, you told him and felt your cheeks blushing. “Dude, she was totally in love with you, everybody knew”, Simon stepped in. “Woah, hey, I wouldn’t say in love, alright?”, you put your hands up in defense towards Simon. “It was more like a crush”, you added towards Henry, barely able to look at him. He only looked back at you in total surprise.

“I thought you knew? Like Simon said, everybody knew”, you told Henry. “I clearly didn’t”, he replied. “Well, now you do”, Simon grinned. “Well, don’t worry about it. I knew I was bad at flirting”, you waved it off. “Not so bad that someone wouldn’t even notice, but bad enough”, you added mumbling but both, Simon and Henry, heard you.

“Hey, Tom, when I say to you, what was the one thing on set about Y/N everyone knew about, what am I talking about?”, Simon turned over to his friend. “That she had a crush on Henry”, Tom answered without skipping a beat. “He didn’t know”, Simon added and pointed behind him towards Henry. “Hey, even I knew and I had a broken ankle to worry about”, Tom laughed and turned back to his assistant.

“Could you please stop talking like we’re not here?”, Henry said over everybody’s head as he was the tallest in the little room.

“When is this elevator ride finally over? Good god!”, you exhaled loudly, staring at the ceiling of the metal box you were in. You had enough of it when you were the joke on set, you didn’t need seconds on that embarrassment.

The doors finally opened and you were able to get out and get some literal space between you and Henry. “We’re gonna talk about this”, Henry said before you parted ways as you rode in separate cars. Tom, Simon and Henry had another thing to go to, you would drive back to the hotel with Vanessa and Rebecca.

“But there is nothing to talk about. Henry!”, you called out as he already got into his car and left you standing there. You grunted in frustration before you got in your own car. “Do we want to know what just happened?”, Vanessa asked as you put your seatbelt on. “I’m sure Simon will be more than happy to tell you at dinner”, you pouted as the car started driving, referring to the cast dinner that night before the big premier tomorrow.

You’d think that Henry would have forgotten all about it during his next appointment with Tom and Simon and that’s why it caught you by surprise when he knocked on your hotel room door a few hours later. You were in the middle of getting ready for dinner, when you heard the knocks and quickly put on the hotel robe before you opened the door.

“Henry? What’s up? Am I late for dinner?”, you asked with furrowed brows. “No, I wanted to talk about what happened today at that game show taping”, he reminded you. “Wow, you really can’t let this go, can you?”, you asked almost a bit annoyed. You were finally starting to get over him, although, doing the press tour with him got in the way of your plans of getting over your crush.

“Let’s go downstairs and get a drink at the bar”, he offered. “Henry, this conversation wouldn’t even last long enough for us to order”, you sighed. He looked at you with an indecisive expression on his face.

“Listen, Henry. I don’t really get what you want from me here? Yes, I had a crush on you, yes, I flirted with you and you obviously didn’t notice either. End of story”, you concluded. For the fact that you were talking so openly to your crush about your crush on him, you were weirdly calm.

“Can we not discuss this out here? May I come in, please?”, he asked. “Again, not knowing what’s here to discuss, but, yeah, come in”, you said with a shrug and stepped aside for Henry to enter your hotel room. You closed the door behind him and followed him into the little suite.

“Why is this riling you up so much, Henry? You must be used to people crushing on you all the time”, you told him. You walked over to the couch, standing behind the backrest, leaning against it with your hips. Henry stood across the room next to the tv.

“But you’re not just people”, he said and you had trouble, interpreting what that could mean. So, you decided to just let it slide.

“You didn’t know about it until a few hours ago and lived your life happily. And I moved on too. This happens to me constantly, believe me”, you told him, trying to ease the mood and somehow get him to back off.

“You moved on? Are you seeing someone?”, he asked. “Oh, what, me? No!”, you had to hold back a laugh as he wouldn’t understand how absurd that sounded to you. “No, I…just seem to have…let’s call it a pattern. I work with someone, I think he’s cute and I develop a crush. I flirt or at least try to and it never pans out. And in the end, I somehow get over it one way or another”, you told him. You didn’t know why you were so open with him all of a sudden.

You became friends while filming, but due to your crush, you always were a little inhibited around him.

“I’m sure you have a girlfriend back home”, you said to put the focus on him for a change. “Not really, no. I’m mean, I’m seeing someone, kind of”, he said to you. “Kind of?”, you raised an eyebrow at him. “Yeah, just a few dates, nothing serious. I don’t even know if I want to go any further”, he told you.

“But see? There you go. And although I probably don’t know her, I already know she’s better at getting your attention then I am”, you joked. Too soon?

“But you must be seeing someone, come on”, he said after a few moments of silence and it sounded like he was insisting on it. “No, I’m not”, you shook your head. “Come on, you can tell me”, he said like he wanted a confession from you. You almost told him that if you were seeing someone, you’d make sure that everyone knew that someone finally wanted you, but pushed that joke back down.

“I’m not! Really. I’m never seeing anybody”, you said and wished it was just a joke. “Why?”, he asked. “BECAUSE NO ONE SEES ME!”, you blurted out in frustration. You felt a lump forming in your throat and tears were burning in the corners of your eyes.

Henry looked at you a bit shocked. You slowly realized what you’d just said and how you’d said it and felt your cheeks burning.

“Alright, I think I have embarrassed myself enough for one day. Also, I have to get ready for dinner”, you told him, although you weren’t hungry anymore.

“Y/N, I didn’t mean to offend you”, Henry apologized. “I don’t get offended that easily, Henry, so keep your apologies”, your voice was a mix of sadness and defeat. “I’ll see you downstairs”, you said and walked back into the bathroom, closing the door behind you. You assumed that Henry would find his way out.

A/N: Did you like it? Would you want to read more? I kinda think it has potential for a sequel, but I’m not sure... Let me know what you think!

UPDATE: I continued the story due to popular demand. You can find Part 2 here!

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viking-raider · 5 years ago

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Nick-Names *Henry FIC*

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day, You and Henry, who are secretly dating, are doing a Jimmy Kimmel interview for the first season of the Witcher. Jimmy asks if you’re dating anyone, and if you have nicknames for each other.

Pairing: Henry Cavill/Reader

Word Count: 1,358

Rating: PG-13 - Fluff, Nicknames, teasing

Inspiration: I don’t know!

Author’s Note: I know I’m WAY late to the Valentine’s day party, but better late than never!

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This was the first interview you and Henry had done as a couple.

The two of you had met during the filming of Sand Castle back in 2015, and became great friends. But, it wasn't until you were hired to not only act, but also do stunt work, for Mission Impossible: Fallout, where Henry was playing the antagonist, that the two of you realized you had deeper feelings for each other and started dating. You had managed to get through the press tour and promoting of MI:6 without any hiccups or the relationship getting outed, it also helped that the interviewers never asked anyone about that aspect of their personal lives. But, you sat on the Jimmy Kimmel couch, beside Henry, promoting the Witcher together, when Jimmy managed to squeeze the question into the interview.

“So, Henry, are you dating anyone?” He asked, looking Henry in the eye.

Henry turned bright pink, and you had to pinch the inside of your thigh to keep from turning the same color yourself. “Um..”

“Oh, that's definitely a yes.” Jimmy laughed, picking up on it. “Are you going to tell us who it is?”

“Um,” He took a deep breath, trying to calm the blush going on with his face. “No.” He shook head, adamantly.

“Come on, it's Valentine's Day.” Jimmy prodded Henry. “Don't you think it be romantic to proclaim your love for her, on national tv.”

You pinched yourself harder.

“She knows, how much I love her.” Henry answered, making the audience awe at him.

“What do you think, y/n?” He asked you, as you took a sip of your drink.

“What?” You replied, looking up from your cup, feigning ignorance and making the audience laugh.

Jimmy laughed, but turned his attention back to Henry. “Do you have a nickname for each other?” He asked, and you had to take another gulp of your drink, to hide a smile.

Henry scoffed, realizing Jimmy wasn't going to let up until he got a bit of what he was looking for. “We do.” He nodded, trying to repress the smile wanting to take center stage on his face. “I call her, Nugget.”

You choked slightly on your coffee, but thankfully everyone had their attention on Henry.

“What's she call you?”

“I'm not saying..”

“I double dog dare you!” You finally chimed in, grinning at him and making him blush even harder.

“Are you trying to get me in trouble?” Henry asked, rubbing at his flushed cheek.

“I'm living for it, at this point.” You told him, licking your lips.

“I'm with y/n.” Jimmy added in, laughing.

Henry rolled his jaw and narrowed his eyes at you. “She calls me,...Puppy.” He admitted, shyly.

“Puppy?” Jimmy echoed, grinning and chuckling. “Why does she call you that?”

“I honestly don't know.” Henry lied, biting the inside of his lip and feeling like he was going to melt into the couch.

“Look at that face.” You teased him, gently pinching his warm cheek. “I'd call you Puppy, if I was your girlfriend. Wouldn't you?” You looked at the audience, who agreed.

“Are you dating anyone, y/n?” Jimmy asked you, seeing Henry needed a moment to collect himself.

“I am.” You nodded, proudly. “And he's probably going to kill me, after seeing this, when I get home.” You added in, laughing and dancing around the question.

“He's going to be jealous of the Witcher.” Jimmy grinned, amusingly oblivious with the rest of the audience.

“He might be. But, I also know how much he loves me, so maybe that'll help redeem me.” You giggled, watching Henry press his lips together as he moved to take a gulp of his own coffee. “It is Valentine's day and all. Love and forgiveness, all that jazz.”

“I'll have to call your boyfriend and tell him not to give you any of the presents, he might have gotten you.” Henry said, putting his mug down and leveling an eyebrow at you.

“Ouch!” You laughed, throwing your head back.

“Sounds like the Witcher is jealous, of your boyfriend, y/n.” Jimmy smiled, loving the banter between the pair of you.

“As he should be.” You agreed. “Luckily, I doubt Henry's girlfriend will be jealous of me calling him, Puppy, on live tv.” You grinned, mischievously. “Would she, Puppy?”

“I'll make sure she is, when I get home.” Henry countered, his eyes sparkling.

“Sounds like a bunch of jealous significant others on Valentine's Day.” Jimmy laughed.

The show was over, and you and Henry finally found privacy together, in the car on the way home to the house Henry had in the hills. The first few minutes of the car ride was quiet, not because either of you were annoyed at each other, but because it was almost one in the morning and both of you had been awake since five am.

“You mad at me?” You asked, turning your body to face Henry as he drove.

“No, I'm not.” Henry sighed, glancing at you. “I was worried about us getting outed like that.” He admitted, looking back to the road.

“If we haven't been caught by now, Puppy, it'll take a bit more than that, to do it.” You giggled, watching that blush creep back into his cheeks.

“You are asking for it, Nugget.” He chuckled back, shaking his head.

“I'll ask for anything you give me, Puppy.” You smiled at him, rubbing his thigh.

“Fuck.” Henry panted, pulling into the driveway of the house.

Henry leaned over, popped your seat belt free and pulled you into his lap, pushing his hips up to unbuckle his belt and shove his pants and underwear down enough to pull his cock free. Your eyes fared as you pulled up your dress and Henry's hand disappeared between your legs.

“You're not wearing any underwear.” He stated, finding your pussy unobstructed by the garment.

“It's Valentine's Day, why would I wear underwear?” You asked, gripping the top of Henry's shoulders. “I planned on the lingerie, when we got into the house.” You panted, rolling your hips to his working fingers.

“It can wait.” Henry rasped, playing with your wetness. “I want you, now.”

“In the car,” You moaned, softly. “Let's hope the neighbors don't see us. Our relationship getting outed by car sex, would be a rave for years.” You giggled.

“I don't care, at the moment.” Henry said, gruffly, removing his fingers from your pussy and gripping your hips, easing the length of his cock into you, until you sat flush in his lap. “Christ, it never matters where in the world we are together, when I get my cock buried into you, I feel like I'm at home again.”

Your eye rolled open, huge, as you grinned at him. “You are a hopeless romantic, Henry Cavill.” You teased him, your hips rolling against his short, but deep, thrusts.

“Only for you, Nugget.” He grinned, hugging his arms around your waist.

“God, I love you, Puppy.” You whimpered, a perfectly timed thrust hitting your g-spot.

“I love you.” Henry whispered back, kissing you softly.

You rested against Henry after you both came, feeling extra tired now. But found the last little bit of energy to sit up, letting Henry's soft cock slip free of you, so he could make himself decent again, before pushing the driver side door open.

“Watch that ass, Nugget.” Henry teased as you moved to get out of the car. “Don't want you waking the neighbors with the horn.”

“You little!” You bark, punching him in the shoulder and blushing.

Henry laughed, picking you up over his shoulder and carrying you into the house, up the stairs and laid you down on the bed, standing above you. “You looked very beautiful today.” He told you, rubbing his palms over your thighs. “I just hope next Valentine's Day, we get to spend it together, and not doing interviews or shoots.”

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