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William’s hand trembles as reaches out for the doorknob of Henry’s study, gently turning the knob as he sobs. Peeking his head in through the crack of the door, “D-Dr. Millerr..” William said hesitantly, his eyes jolting around the room in search of the older magenta man.
Henry notices the young boy making his way in, it's way past the time he’s usually asleep. “What?” He said with an annoyed grunt, looking up from a paper he was working on. “What, Willy?” He repeats as William shivers in fear not knowing how to reply.
William sobs, “Ii..i- I had a nightmare..” He whines, his words broken up with quiet yet noticeable sobs. Henry sighs, “C’mere..” He smiles, spinning his chair around widely opening his arms.
The young boy nods, waddling his way over to the doctor’s lap.. Henry picks him up into his arms, gently and warmly wrapping them around the boy..
Henry gently stroked William’s back, trying to be as gentle as possible as the boy cries in his chest. “It’s alright, I’m here..” He sighs once more, embarrassedly planting a kiss on his forehead in an attempt to comfort him.
William looks up at him, removing his face from the burrow he’s made in the man’s chest. In confusion, and shock, but also slightly- very flustered. His face noticeably grows red as he stares at the older man.
His tears begin to dry up as the older man cradles him in his arms, feeling so safe in his arms, unlike the usual tense fear he feels. “It’s alright, I..I’m here.. don’t cry.” Henry feels so cheesy..and embarrassed, squeezing the 11-year-old boy. Sighing half in contentment - happily cradling William, the other half in annoyance… if you could call it that. More of disbelief that he’s doing this.
William, finally stopped his stream of tears. Lovingly and affectionately nuzzling Dr. Miller’s chest.. Very clearly red. Henry is slightly more reddish than usual, but not that noticeable. He’d smile, placing a gentle kiss on William’s lips. Almost immediately pulling away, stroking his back trying to pretend he didn’t just do that.
William’s eyes widen, becoming, even more, redder than before… more of a pink tone than anything. “Uhmm..” William mutters embarrassed “Cann you.. kiss me, againn..?” He asks, clearly very embarrassed. Staring down at Henry’s chest in a attempt to hide his embarrassment.
“Say please.” Henry chuckles, “Plleeeasseee…?” William says as Henry frowns, “Fine.” His hand is put onto his chin, raising his head to look at the magenta man. Kissing him the lips, not letting go.
William tries his best to reciprocate the kiss, very inexperienced. This being the first kiss he’s had without a tongue being forced into his mouth… Henry was holding his chin still, trying to help guide the boy.
The boy enjoying the help greatly, Henry stroking his back sent shivers down his spine. Henry pulled away from the kiss and lets go of his chin. “Will that do, Willy?” Henry questions, William nods as the older man embraces him.
“D..did I do good..?” William embarrassedly asked, embracing him back as he lays his head on his chest. “Mmhm.. You did great.” Henry replies, stroking the boys back.
“Ii.. I love you.” William says, stuffing his face in Henry’s chest in hopes he didn’t hear. “I love you too, Willy.” Henry sighs, smiling.
“William, I think its time you get back to sleep.. its late.” Henry says, letting go of William. William just sniffles… “I’m scarredd..” William whines, “Why?” Henry grunts, annoyed. “What if there’s a-a monster..”
Henry sighs, “There’s.. not going to be a monster.” Henry says, stroking his back at the small boy sits in his lap. “Cc..cann I sleep with you?” William asks, kinda afraid to ask.
Henry stares, “Sure..” he groans. Picking up the purple skinned boy, his head laying on his chest as he makes his way to his bedroom. William just squeezes him, happy to spend time with the older man..
Henry walks into his room, shutting the door behind himself. Laying William down on his mattress, shuffling through one of his drawers pulling out a book and turning on his lamp placed on the bedside table.. Laying down next to the boy.
William’s head laying on Henry’s chest, using it as a pillow with the older man’s arms wrapped around him flipping through the pages of some boring book.
“I love you..” William mumbles, nuzzling Henry’s ches. Half awake. “I love you too, Willy.” Henry says, petting the boy's head.
William smiles, giggling, kissing Henry’s cheek. Henry goes red, again.. trying to hide that he’s kinda embarrassed from everything that’s happened tonight.
William has his arms wrapped around Henry’s body, trying to cuddle him. Henry wraps his arms around him back, no longer really paying attention to the book. Holding the boy close to himself.
William falls asleep in Henry’s arms.
Henry shuts his book, turning off his lamp, planting a kiss on the boy’s forehead. “Goodnight, Willy..”