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The weather was warm, laughter and excitement filled the surrounding areas. Kids going in and out the house, dragging in whatever they could.
The breeze was just right, to Henry it was like Heaven on earth. To William, it was a safety hazard. Weather being warm, hot, anything that’s not cold enough - Alarmed him. He hated it, the feeling of sweat sticking to his skin, not being able to cool yourself down unless you have a variety of supplies on you.
The radio in the kitchen got turned up and turned down various of times. Henry sat his glass of fruit punch down, turning up the radio once more. Before Williams hand instantly met the toggles, turning it down immediately
“ William. “
“ Henry. “
Henry narrowed his eyes before letting out a long sigh. William, however; his expression did not change in the slightest, it never did. Henry rubbed the back of his neck, itching to turn the radio back up again.
It’s not like William would lash out on him in any way, he would instead just.. challenge Henry’s mental. With this in mind, he went in for it. Placing his hand on the radio and turning it back up.
The taller man got up from his seat, smacking Henry’s hand away before turning it back down.
“ It’s too hot for this nonsense, Henry. “ William finally said, hand not leaving the radio.
Henry stared at William in pure confusion, “ I’m sorry Americas not like the UK, with your grey skies, cold weather, and beans or whatever.. “ He muttered something about British people, most certainly insulting them.
William scoffed, raising an eyebrow, adjusting his posture before responding. “ Please don’t act like America is anywhere near to being superior. “
“ Toughen up, big guy. “ Henry replied, turning the radio back up.
William had ultimately determined that what he thought was Heaven in a man, is Satan reincarnated. He shook his head, opening his mouth to protest before hearing a scream.
A scream from one of their kids.
“ Your turn, hun. “ Henry said immediately, taking his glass and walking over to the couch.
William exhaled, rubbing his temples. He now has to go outside and open his arms to a screaming kid. He got up from his chair, walking to the sliding doors to step out. Meeting with his distraught children - Surrounding a dead cat.
William scoffed out a laugh, looking at his kids. “ What did you guys do? “
He nudged the dead cat with his foot, it was funny to him. They had quite literally gotten this cat maybe a month ago, and it was already dead.
At this point, Charlie was already crying, Liz was barely making out words. And William had to witness it all.
William stepped forward, groaning as the hot air hit him.
Elizabeth uncovered her face, finally saying something sensible. “ What if he’s just sleeping? “
She asked, face red. Tears were falling down her cheeks - And this was absolutely absurd to William. Having an emotional attachment to an animal was just baffling to him.
“ Elizabeth, “ William knelt down, meeting her height. Before coldly adding onto his sentence. “ Grumps is dead. “
Silence. And then more screaming and crying. He stood back up, looking down at his kids retreating to his legs, hugging them.
He looked away, not really knowing what to do. He pat their heads, not really in a comforting way but it was the best thing he thought of. “ It’s ok. He was bad anyways. “
He said, causing the situation to spiral even more than it his. His daughters continued to cry more, digging their nails into his pants.
The back door slid opened, causing William to turn his head back. Seeing Henry, who’s already shocked from the scene.
“ What the hell happened to Mr. Grumps? “
William smiled, looking back down at the cat. “ Curiosity killed it. “
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Henry sighed, setting his glass down. The couple was in the dining room, Henry was straddled on William’s lap. Specifically his knee.
It was late in the night, the girls had already gone to bed. Hopefully forgetting about the incident. But Henry’s mind wandered.. as it always did.
Henry took a breath, “ Seriously, what happened to the cat? “ He asked, nudging his glass forward.
William blinked, processing Henry’s question. “ Hell If I know. “
Henry shifted, feeling Williams jaw rest on his shoulder. Slightly leaning into him. “ Maybe we should get a dog this time, “
William scoffed, hands wrapping fully around Henry’s torso. Bringing him closer to his body. “ Have you gone mad? “
The shorter one let out a laugh, before ending it off with a sigh. He brought his glass forward just to push it away again, and then again.
“ I don’t know, I kinda want a dog, Will. “
William rolled his eyes, “ I’ll get you a dog then, yeah? “
Henry hummed, still fidgeting with his glass. He then took Williams hand off from his torso, bringing it up to the counter. Starting to fidget his ring.
The ring that binds them together. William didn’t get anything special but a gold band, However; For Henry, he gave him the most beautiful orange-sapphire ring he could find.
“ I don’t know how that would work, “ Henry replied, hand not leaving his.
William inhaled, squeezing Henry gently with his other hand. “ I’ll make it work, love. “