Maybe You Can Be My Medicine [William Afton x Henry Emily]

Present Day

[William]
I laid next to Henry, who was still asleep. His bed was so comfortable and I almost slept for too long. He noticed how terrible my house was and told me that I had to move out.
And the only place I could live in now would be in Henry's. But hey, I'm not complaining in any way. He took my pets along with him and made sure they were actually fine, in which they were.
I thought back to the day of the "incident." How terrible it was. All that blood, the sweat, the anxiety... the guilt. It's like a nightmare. Seeing those bloody remains of the children. And then I had that great idea of shoving them in those suits. I wish they did put me in prison. I don't want to harm anyone else.
I rolled over to look at Henry and feel his face. I never knew he'd come back for me. He knew it was me. I told him. I told him what I did to those kids, and his own kids. After I had told him, he grabbed my face and held it close to his own.
"Will, calm down." He said. And then he looked hurt. "Why would you do that?"
I was trying not to cry.
"I snapped, Henry. I'm a crazy man. You should have left me there, blinded on that floor." Was what I said back. He looked away.
"Give me a bit, William." He said as he walked away. He returned after a while, his eyes red and puffy, his breath heavy. I couldn't look at him, I felt terrible. He stared at me for what felt life forever before speaking again.
"William." He spoke strongly, though he was crying a few minutes ago. I forced myself to look at him.
"Y-yeah, Henry?" I asked. He made a hand motion to follow him. And so I did. He led me into his basement. Never a good sign.
What I saw down there caused me to faint. It was Charlie. Looked exactly like Charlie.
I woke up in Henry's room after that. It was late morning, around 10:00.
I yawned and continued to stare at him. He still has such a pretty face, which makes me glad to know that he's been doing well since he left.
He opened his eyes and looked right at me. He gave me a tired smirk.
"You're looking at me like a creep." He mused. I snorted.
"I've been told." I replied, resting my head on his chest. He gave me a small peck on the lips, which made me smile.
"So, Will, what's on the agenda for today?" He asked as he picked up his phone.
"I have no idea what day or month it is." I said with a small giggle.
"It's Saturday, Willy." He replied.
"Oh. Huh. Yknow, I usually just go to work every day, even though I have the weekends off."
"Well, as the manager, you need to go to work every day. So that means you're late for work."
I nearly jumped to the sun as I hastily got ready for work.
"Ugh, I cant believe I'm late. I'm never late!" I grumbled as I ran out the door.
Henry chuckled as he watched me leave and went back upstairs to bed.