Till life and death | Henry Creel
Henry remembered you.
He remembers everything.
From being the first project to once favorited by its own mentors. Mind you his ideologies weren’t working in his favors either. The time and effort he crafted to perfection now ruined right beneath his eyes, just as he witness your presence. A silhouette so delicate, almost too delicious not to devour in one bite. A fragrance so strong it almost made him sick to the stomach and yet it possessed him not to leave you out of his sight.
Luckily you worked part time at the laboratory and you were assigned to coordinate each patient’s medications and procedure when the time came. You definitely knew about 001. His real name however, remained another subject. With chance your shift was not aligned with his and by the time you got the hang of your position, Dr. Brenner assigned you with more patients. Almost protesting to argue to why, his only reasoning were that you were the best for the position and he had put his full trust on you and no one else.
It has been a few days since the new shift. Not truly on board with the decision, a single thought brought you joy the second you stepped foot inside the laboratory. Coffee. Only a simple yet official sip of fresh brewed coffee had brought enough exhatic and mindless thoughs before starting this hell hole of a routine. Before heading to work, a co-worker you worked with gave you the list of the new and usual patients you were going to serve today and for the rest of your life. “Good luck.” He knew your sentimental about new faces and with the smirk he gave you before leaving, you were for of a god damn ride.
Thanking the nurses with the new medication prescribed everything felt now new to you. As if you were back to square one. Noticing you were in advance doing a full run of your usual patients was probably the best decision until it reaches to the unknown. Time went relatively quick, patients grew happy when seeing your arrival others went mental and were sent to the isolation room. With a sigh of relief you were able to get most of them. Just when your finger brushes through the texture paper and saw the number. A number no one. No one not even the damn nurses were to wish upon anything to face this thing. 001.
With a sigh of unsureness the grip of your fingers as it held the tray became slightly slippery by each steps as you approached the room. You are a grown woman, it can’t be that bad. A damn fool. Telling such things to your self you were this close to think that maybe you were the one utterly insane. That everything around you was only just a dream.
“Come in.”
That voice… It caught you so sudden yet it grasped your body like a cloud into the sky. You leaned closer to the door, his back facing you, your fingers trembling by the touch. The doorknob felt cold just like his presence and the moment you opened the door, a woosh of subtle wind embraces your cheeks as if the air itself had truly interpreted onto him.
“You’re the new nurse, I suppose?”
“Yes.”
Great. First impressions failed miserably the first instinct was to leave the tray and rush to the exist soon as possible. The lesser you talked the less trouble you caused. With knowing such little information about him the chances of creating an awkwardness awareness grew more by the ticking clock within each seconds that passed by.
“You are not going to serve me?”
He turned to face you. The bright blue that shines through his eyes caughting you so off guard somehow spread a soft smile upon his delicate features. It had struck you so much that you barely noticed how ridiculous you looked when blinking a few times to return to reality and with shame and hesitation politely asked him to repeat his question.
“You are not going to serve me?”
His voice was more demanding this time. Definitely left you out of your comfort zone, however you managed to nod quietly humming a subtle yes enough for him to understand. Meaning reading through the lips almost became a second nature to him. Approaching him you noticed the cold once met prior but with luck you got used to it. “Here is your usual. I don’t have sadly the procedure on his your medication works but I am sure-”
He chuckles. Fuck. You should’ve shut your damn mouth and left things there. His eyes finally met yours, offering you a sit next to him. Uncertain about it, patients like this were rare in the laboratory. You remembered the discussion you had before getting offered the shift by Dr. Brenner.
“Oh and Y/N?”
“Yes, Dr. Brenner?”
“I’ll be assigning you a new patient by Monday. He is normally under my care but this time and with my full trust I will give it to you.”
With the incident of another nurse disappearing after a doing the opposite of Benner’s orders, no one not even its own god damn secretaries took the opportunity to be against his ideologies. So in Benner’s words you followed 001’s request and requested him to serve his medication the preferred way.
When the serving began silence corrupted the room either 001 enjoyed empty white covered window’s room or you were 100% going to prescribe yourself another medication in order to calm overlapping loop as you served him the correct measurement and water intake over and over again until none was left in the tray.
“May I say something?”
“Of course…” The shyness in your voice was for a him a sort of a amusement. Almost too laughable to not notice when the color of your cheeks turned into a slight shade of pink.
“Out of all the nurses I had in the pass, you are one of a awkward yet the most beautiful creature, I’ve seen.”
Wait a god damn minute… was that a compliment or an insult. Either way not deceiving him was probably the best option. “Um… Thank you?”
“Henry is the name.”
Henry… You mesmerized it in your head. His name felt so smooth as you murmured it softly almost too well for you own sake.
“Well… what’s yours?” He apologizes by telling you that he had been definitely lacking social skills ever since his other nurse sadly passed away.
“The name is- is Y/N. I work-”
“Yes I know you. He told me about you. He told me that you were my new… guardian angel. Although I believe it should be the other way around, what do you think?”
Pinch myself. Was all you thought when hearing such baffled words coming from your patient’s name. Almost to the point of laughing out of agony. That is of course when you had the guts to do so, but his present was so much stronger than anything other you almost started to believe him.
That is when he approaches from a few inches closer coughing you off guard as you felt his lips slightly brushing against yours but not enough to potentially be this close. The cold of his fingers almost white as snow touched your lips, ushing you to make another word. Smirking when he knew that his new prey was withing a blink of an eye right in front of him. The one he looked, craved, dreamed off every night since.
“Shhh.. Peter is the only one that matters now. You are now under his rules, power and wishes. He will protect you just as you will protect him. Till life and death.”
His words hypnotized you without even being aware of. You felt suddenly so petite around him, wanting to take him under his wings.
“Say it.”
It became more crisp. Almost as if you ever decided to run now, both of your lives were to vanish away completely. Your eyes locked within each other not leaving it out sight. You gulp out of nervousness, realizing you were to starstruck by his power, his words effortlessly blended with yours.
“Say… what?”
“Till life and death.”