#thread: hrhenryfox01

[immortalmuses]

@hrhenryfox sent: "Alex?" Henry wasn't expecting to see the First Son here, never mind completely soaked from it raining outside. Something had to be wrong. Coming down the stairs, the prince rushed over and looked on worried. "What's wrong? What happened?"

ㅤㅤㅤAlex knows what it looks like, him showing up at Kensington like this. Especially considering the last time he'd appeared on Henry's doorstep in the pouring rain. The American had borne quite a different greeting then than he does now, at least, hastening forward to meet his boyfriend half way, disregarding how his sodden sneakers squelch on the polished tile.

ㅤㅤㅤ"Henry, hey--" Catching the other man's hands in his own, Alex immediately brings them to his lips, kissing Hen's knuckles reassuringly. "It's fine, I'm fine."

ㅤㅤㅤOk, maybe he should explain. "..I, uh... I know I look like something out of your Jane Austen novels right now." The American winces, forever haunted by the image of a soggy Mr Darcy being rejected by Kiera Knightly, "--But baby, I swear it's not as bad as it looks. I just... uh..."

ㅤㅤㅤAlex shrugs up one shoulder, curls dripping chilled rainwater under the collar of his leather jacket. Despite being cold, his face heats up with embarrassment, "...I may have been chased by Paparazzi? Ok, I might have almost punched a paparazzo and then, y'know.... had to Run. In the Rain."

ㅤㅤㅤㅤZahra is going to kill him.