After Henry found out you were renting an unheated room with a hole in the roof over Christmas break he drove you to the hospital and stayed at your side rather loyally. Talked with you...read to you...just watched over you while you slept. You were suffering from hypothermia and pneumonia and once you healed he wasn't too keen on letting you go back to that home you were renting out.

So you gained a temporary residency in Henry's home. Everything was cool and neat and tidy and smelled of Henry's cologne...He didn't want you alone after seeing the situation you landed yourself in away from the rest of the Greek class...

He wanted to be at your side, wanted to keep an eye on you...no matter how contradicting this was to his independent lifestyle at home away from the class.

So you stayed...and you two built nice little routines...Meals together...reading to eachother...long conversations by the fireplace. Playing cards and smoking...that sort of thing...And those cool dark eyes behind those glasses grew gentler towards you...Like some trace of hypothermia still linger in your blood and if he looked at you warm enough he could thaw it out...