A/N: FictionLover12 asked for some Henry/Grandpa!Charming...I already had this written so I just moved it up the posting order ;)
Obsessive
"Do I have something on my face?"
Henry fell back from his perch on the end of the couch with a thump, startled from his up close inspection of David's supposed-to-be sleeping face.
The man in question stretched his arms, reaching one out to help his grandson sheepishly regain his seat. Henry's face was flushed with embarrassment, his eyes darting all around the room.
"Well, do I?" David grinned, running his hand down from his hair to his chin in emphasis.
"No…no I was just…"
"Just?" David prompted, his amusement fading at Henry's obvious reluctance.
"Just…checkingtoseeifyou'regettingolder."
The words came out in a jumbled rush, but after a second David was able to decipher their meaning. And something clicked into place. The last week or so, he'd been worried about Henry. He'd been obsessively checking any clock they'd come across, scrutinizing every person whose path he'd crossed and religiously asking after how Ella's baby was growing.
All signs pointed to one thing…and given how he'd spent the majority of his childhood, David couldn't blame him (Regina on the other hand…)
"I have a grey hair."
Henry's brow furrowed at the sudden declaration.
"It wasn't there last week and now it is," David continued, before placing his hands upon Henry's shoulders, "I am getting older…so is Ruby, so is Archie, so is Ella and and Thomas' daughter. You're not alone in this anymore Henry."
The reassurance made the anxiousness he'd seen all week slightly fade from Henry's eyes.
"Are you sure?" The question came out as a whisper and David could do nothing else but pull his grandson in for a hug.
"I'm sure kid…I'm sure."