Burning Pile

aw hell, here we go again

im back on my bullshit
tw for panic attacks/anxiety attacks and minor mention of blood lol
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Henry is a stable man. Perfectly normal, stable, and fine.
At least, that's what he'd think if he weren't having a panic attack while surrounded by flames.
He didn't want this. All he wanted was to burn something. It wasn't supposed to get this bad. Sure, he loved fire and if this were any other situation he would've loved seeing the flames erupt, bright and flickering and colourful. But not this time. This time, it was Henry's fault. He wanted to burn a little box he found, with some wood, but it got out of hand. He didn't quiet mind at first, but it caught a building on fire. He quickly ran in, trying to warn anyone who could possibly be in the building. No one. He got out, frantically trying to call someone, anyone, whatever number would dial.

William.

William could help him. Henry wasn't sure how, but he felt comfort seeing the others name in his contact list. He let the phone ring, still crying.

One ring..

Two rings..

Three...

"Hello?" A groggy and irritated voice rang through Henrys ears.

"William! William I fucked up, I fucked up, I fucked up so bad!" Henry sobbed through the phone, his panic sinking in.

"Wha- Henry, breathe. Where are you?"

"Th-" He sobbed once again. "The old hospital! The abandoned one!"

"Henry, stay on the phone and tell me what happened. I'm coming."

Silence. Henry regretted it so much, and was afraid of Williams reaction. Would he be angry? Afraid? Would he hang up? God, Henry hated this.

"Henry? Henry!"

"I-I caught a building on fire! I was burning stuff for no reason, and I let the fire spread, and it's burning! I fucked up!"

"Henry. Breathe. It's abandoned. It won't hurt anything." William sighed. What had his friend gotten himself into..

"It's gonna spread! I know how fire works, I'm not stupid, it's gonna end up burning the neighborhood across the street!"

Henry shook and sobbed, regretting it so much. William almost felt pity for the blonde, hell, anyone with any empathy left would. The pathetic sobs and wails played through Williams phone, like a desperate cry for help.

William ran to the old hospital, hearing sirens and smelling smoke. Fuck, he had to get there first. They'd arrest Henry for arson, and god knows how he'd react to that. He got closer, the sirens louder, and finally he could see Henry.

"Henry? Henry! I see you, stay there!"

Henry didn't respond. William was confused, until he saw the state Henry was in.

He was shaking and sobbing on the ground, blood dripping from his arms and face. Broken glass and flames surrounded the man, who seemed completely unaware.

"Henry!? Henry! We need to go, now!"

William picked him up, Henry clinging onto William like his life depended on it. They ran from the sirens, from the smoke, from the glass and everything. Henry was safe. He sobbed into Williams chest, who was currently unlocking the room to his apartment.

"Henry, it's alright, I got you."

William sat Henry on the couch, leaving for a moment to return with bandages and disinfectent. He pulled Henry into a tight hug, his sobs slowly replaced by whimpers and babbles that resembled apologies.

"Henry, it's alright love. Breathe, you're safe."

"I'm sorry..."

"Love, it's alright. Sit down, I'll take care of you."

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William laid on the bed. He decided it would be better for Henry to stay the night with William after his episode, and Henry obliged. He didn't want to be left alone after that, either. Henry was beside him, staring at the ceiling.

"You alright, Love?"

"I just- feel bad. Can't sleep."

"Here." William grabbed the other man and held him close, Henry gladly accepting the affection.

"You don't have anything to feel bad for, it was an accident."

"But I'm the one that let it spread-"

"No buts Henry. Just go to sleep." William cut him off.

"Alright."

They held each other close, letting warmth and darkness envelope them. Maybe this wouldn't be that bad after all.