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Would you write Henry Stein x Child Reader in a familial way? I have no other way to phrase this, I'm sorry. I just want to read more of Henry acting like a dad to other characters.
A Creative Compromise: Henry Stein + Child! Reader (familial dynamic)
Summary: Joey Drew’s kid won’t stop bothering Henry, so he decided to compromise.
Character(s): Henry Stein - Bendy and the Ink Machine franchise
Warnings: None :)
Genre: Fluff!
Author's Note: Thanks for the request! I watched a gameplay of BATIM a couple days after you submitted your request, and I totally see him being such a great father figure, lol! Hope you enjoy!
Word Count: 373 words (sorry it’s so short! T^T)
“Uncle Henry,” they pouted, tugging at his pant leg as he tried to work. “I’m bored… You gotta play with me.”
Henry sighed, taking a moment to close his eyes. Joey’s kid had been hanging around the studio a lot during work hours now that school was out for the summer. Despite the kid only being in kindergarten, they could be pretty rowdy.
“Look, kiddo,” he began, rubbing his eyes, “your pops is my boss, and while I’d love to run rampant around the studio with you and give Sammy a headache, I really can’t.”
He paused, taking a closer look at them. “And I can tell that you’re sleepy.”
“No…,” they whined, rubbing their eyelids, “no, Uncle Henry, I’m not sleepy… I just wanna play…”
Henry sighed. Stubbornness was a quality they’d obviously inherited from their father.
“Alright, kiddo,” he began, turning his chair around to face them, “how about this—you can sit in my lap and watch me draw, and we can chat, but I can’t get up and play with you. How about that?”
“Um…,” they hummed, “okay.”
“Alright, c’mere.” Henry reached down, lifting the kid up into his arms and setting them on his lap before turning back to his work and picking up his pen.
“Bendy,” the kid said, pointing to the little ink demon on the paper.
“Mhm. Yeah, that’s Bendy. Is he your favorite?” Henry asked them.
“No,” they shook their head.
“Oh? Then who is?” He asked them.
“Boris. He looks like my dog,” they replied.
“Ohhh, okay,” Henry smiled, continuing to draw. “I like Boris, too.”
Time went on, and about thirty minutes passed before Henry looked down to realize that Joey’s kid had fallen asleep in his lap.
“Huh, looks like you got them tuckered out. Just in time, too, I’ve gotta be headin’ home,” Joey smiled, his hands on his hips.
“Oh!” Henry looked up at his boss. “Hey! Sorry, uhh, here’s your kid.”
Henry lifted them up, and Joey took them into his arms. “Nah, it’s fine. I know how much they like you, anyways. I’m surprised you were able to get them to fall asleep, though! How’d you do it?”
“Oh, you know,” Henry chuckled, “just a lil creative compromise.”
Would you write Henry Stein x Child Reader in a familial way? I have no other way to phrase this, I'm sorry. I just want to read more of Henry acting like a dad to other characters.
A Creative Compromise: Henry Stein + Child! Reader (familial dynamic)
Summary: Joey Drew’s kid won’t stop bothering Henry, so he decided to compromise.
Character(s): Henry Stein - Bendy and the Ink Machine franchise
Warnings: None :)
Genre: Fluff!
Author's Note: Thanks for the request! I watched a gameplay of BATIM a couple days after you submitted your request, and I totally see him being such a great father figure, lol! Hope you enjoy!
Word Count: 373 words (sorry it’s so short! T^T)
“Uncle Henry,” they pouted, tugging at his pant leg as he tried to work. “I’m bored… You gotta play with me.”
Henry sighed, taking a moment to close his eyes. Joey’s kid had been hanging around the studio a lot during work hours now that school was out for the summer. Despite the kid only being in kindergarten, they could be pretty rowdy.
“Look, kiddo,” he began, rubbing his eyes, “your pops is my boss, and while I’d love to run rampant around the studio with you and give Sammy a headache, I really can’t.”
He paused, taking a closer look at them. “And I can tell that you’re sleepy.”
“No…,” they whined, rubbing their eyelids, “no, Uncle Henry, I’m not sleepy… I just wanna play…”
Henry sighed. Stubbornness was a quality they’d obviously inherited from their father.
“Alright, kiddo,” he began, turning his chair around to face them, “how about this—you can sit in my lap and watch me draw, and we can chat, but I can’t get up and play with you. How about that?”
“Um…,” they hummed, “okay.”
“Alright, c’mere.” Henry reached down, lifting the kid up into his arms and setting them on his lap before turning back to his work and picking up his pen.
“Bendy,” the kid said, pointing to the little ink demon on the paper.
“Mhm. Yeah, that’s Bendy. Is he your favorite?” Henry asked them.
“No,” they shook their head.
“Oh? Then who is?” He asked them.
“Boris. He looks like my dog,” they replied.
“Ohhh, okay,” Henry smiled, continuing to draw. “I like Boris, too.”
Time went on, and about thirty minutes passed before Henry looked down to realize that Joey’s kid had fallen asleep in his lap.
“Huh, looks like you got them tuckered out. Just in time, too, I’ve gotta be headin’ home,” Joey smiled, his hands on his hips.
“Oh!” Henry looked up at his boss. “Hey! Sorry, uhh, here’s your kid.”
Henry lifted them up, and Joey took them into his arms. “Nah, it’s fine. I know how much they like you, anyways. I’m surprised you were able to get them to fall asleep, though! How’d you do it?”
“Oh, you know,” Henry chuckled, “just a lil creative compromise.”