MazM: Jekyll And Hyde Oneshots And Imagines (ON HIATUS)

[💖] Modern! Hyde X Enfield [❤️]

(Semi-Nsfw? Swearing)

(Richard pov)

I said my quick goodbyes to Lucy as the school day ended. I was gonna go check up on Edward, he hasn't been to school in 2 weeks because he has been sick and I've been bringing him the work he had been missing and basically teaching him at his place.

My uncle Utterson and Edward's older brother Henry were best friends, and we LITERALLY lived right across from each other. It's like we live at each other's houses. Though, Edward seems to come to my place more often. Him and Mr.Jekyll weren't at the best terms, and Edward always took an opportunity to get away from him. Uncle Utterson is a little skeptical about Edward, him being the troublemaker most of the time, but he knows he's my best friend and tolerates him.

I walked down our street, and I saw our houses, and crossed onto the other sidewalk and walked up onto his doorstep. I rang the doorbell, and I saw the familiar face of Mr.Jekyll. "Hello again, Richard!" He greeted me in a joyful tone. I smiled. "Hello! How is he doing today?" "Oh, he's feeling much better! He should be back in no time." "That's great! I'm glad it's Friday, then we can both relax after doing so much work together!" Henry chucked as he watched me respectively take off my shoes and go up the stairs to Edward's room.

I knocked on his door, and just opened it without waiting for a response. He wasn't in bed, so that was a major improvement. He was sitting in his window seat, wearing a slightly torn black t-shirt, and his usual ripped black jeans. He looked rather concerned, or alarmed. His hair was tied up this time, that was also an improvement. He looked cleaner as well. His head jerked towards me as he saw me enter. "Hey, I got our work for today." I set my backpack next to his bed and the papers on his nightstand. "Are you ready to start?"

"Uh..yeah, in a minute. " His gaze went back out the window. What was going on with him? I walked towards him and sat down in front of him. "Eddie, are you alright? I thought you were feeling better." He shifted his position and I saw his hands grip the cushion. I saw he had been picking at his nail polish. "I don't know how I feel." He certainly sounded unsure. "Are you not feeling any different? Has your headache gone away at all?" "They don't feel like headaches...I feel light headed, but it feels mixed with a migraine..." He groaned, covering his face in frustration on trying to describe it.

"I just don't feel like myself...I feel like I'm never gonna feel okay again..? I feel so weird, and uncomfortable in my head. I feel different. I wanna feel like myself again.." I looked at his face, and he had genuine concern and fear plastered on it. I saw a single tear run down his cheek, and he quickly swiped it away and looked out the window again.

"I don't know what caused this, I have no idea..Maybe its the tea I've been drinking? The cough drops? I don't know..." He's afraid of not feeling better....Eddie, you're so innocent under that tough shield you put on everyday. "You do stay up every night and run on 4 hours of sleep and energy drinks." I implemented. "That could be it...I just feel so uncertain of myself...and its weird.." He tried to sound a little humorous at the end, but I could see what was going on.

"Eddie, you got to have a positive outlook on this. Be confident in feeling better again! I can help you, I know you can! You seriously need to fix your sleeping schedule." He smiled a little, but was still looking unsure. "You're making this more serious than it is...im just being a little dramatic, it's nothing." "No im not. Your emotions matter too." "It sounds so sappy and weird when I talk about anything related to my 'feelings.'" He did air quotations.

"Listen, its just us, you can express yourself however you want. What exactly do you want?" Edward brought his knees to his chest, and sighed. "I just want someone to tell me ill be okay, or something.." My expression softened. All he wanted was comfort.