Charles x Henry One Shots!

Safety

(Henry isn't as much of a selective mute in this one, he speaks quite a lot.)

Charles POV:

            This was bad, this was very bad. Henry had been surrounded by Toppats while on a mission. Though I had already requested an extraction, it would be risky to attempt the rescue without distracting the gang members first.

             So, I came up with a plan, one that would distract the men long enough for some fellow soldiers to save Henry. After all, this could be a life or death situation.

            Clamping my eyes shut, I pointed my helicopter down, going full speed towards the ground near the Toppats. Just as I hoped, the gang spread into all different directions, leaving Henry alone.

           Suddenly, everything was blurry, I hurt everywhere, heat all around my body. All I could hear was a high pitched ringing, along with muffled voices yelling around me.

"Charles?! Charles!"

             I heard a voice scream out, getting closer to me. The edges of my vision began to darken, Henry coming up into my field of view. He began to frantically try to pick me up from underneath the debris. Though my vision was blurred, I could hear and see that he was crying.

"Henry..no. Please get to safety..."

           Was all I could get out before the remainder of my vision went black. The last thing I remember hearing was Henry screaming at the top of his lungs for help, sounding like his soul was being ripped from him.

Henry's POV:

             By the time anyone came to help me save Charles from the burning helicopter, my voice had already halfway given out. Seeing him so weakened and covered in his own blood sparked the worst emotion I've ever felt in my life.

             Why?! Why would he risk his life for mine? It didn't make sense to me. I was supposed to be the one to shield him, I was supposed to keep him alive and out of harms way.

           Thankfully, with multiple peoples help, we were able to remove Charles from the debris, immediately taking him to a hospital.

           Once everything sank in, on what had just happened, I dropped to my knees, feeling tears rapidly stream down my face.

           This is all my fault. If I had just been more careful, I wouldn't have been surrounded. If I wouldn't have been surrounded, Charles wouldn't be injured right now. Oh god...he could be dead.

                         Charles could be dead,
                             All because of me.

Third Person POV:

            It was a full week after the incident, Charles being cleared to go home. Luckily, his injuries weren't incredibly severe. He had a concussion, a laceration on his forehead which would heal without a scar, and a couple broken ribs.

           Though Henry would be taking care of him, the first ten or so minutes of them being together was painfully quiet.

           Henry was the first to speak, not making eye contact with the pilot as he did. He still felt like everything was his fault, guilt eating away at him.

"Why'd you do it?"

            The ex-convict questioned, wanting the answer to the thought he had tumbling in his mind for a week now. Charles immediately responded, almost as if he knew Henry would ask him this.

"Because it was a life or death situation. I couldn't just sit back and not do anything while they surrounded you. They could've killed you, Henry. And I wasn't about to just let that happen."

            Suddenly, Henry exploded, multiple emotions flooding out. He stood up as he now looked Charles straight in the eye, tears pooling in his own eyes.

"YOU could have died! You almost died because of me and...and my own STUPIDITY! Your life is precious, you've got so much ahead of you. All I am is a criminal! You almost gave up everything for a damn criminal, Charles! For what?! Why?!"

            Charles flinched back at the sudden outburst, clenching his fists as his response spilled out.

"Because, I LOVE YOU, HENRY!"

              The pilot screamed out, feeling a pain in his ribs which he ignored for the time being, continuing on as tears now spilled from his green eyes.

"I love you! My life is nothing without you in it! You're my everything! You're my best friend, my mission partner, my reason for being so positive. You're not just a criminal, Henry. At least not in my eyes."

             With that, Charles ran off, locking himself in his room. Henry stood there, holding his breath in complete shock. Charles loved him? Though Henry loved him back, he hated that this is how it was all confessed.

             Once he regained his composure, the ex-con went to the pilots door, gently knocking on it. There was no response, yet there was faint crying and sniffling coming from inside the room.

            Feeling his heart shatter, Henry placed both of his hands against the door, his tone now more calm and apologetic.

"Charles, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for yelling at you. I just had so many emotions built up from what happened. I'm sorry. Please, let me in."

            After a couple of seconds, Henry heard the door click, signifying that it had been unlocked. Slowly, he opened the door, finding his best friend sitting on the bed and crying.

            Feeling horrible about what just occurred, Henry sat down, carefully taking the brunette into his arms. Of course, Charles wrapped his arms around the man, muttering quietly.

"I understand if you don't feel the same way towards me. I'm sorry that this is how you had to find out."

           Pulling away from the hug a little bit, Henry softly smiled at the pilot, bringing one hand up to cup his face.

"Of course I feel the same way towards you. I've loved you since the first day we met."

           Charles felt a genuine smile crawl onto his face, leaning forward to capture Henry's lips in his. It was a soft, little peck. Both men could've sworn they felt a spark when their lips touched, pulling back briefly before reconnecting. The second kiss was passionate and needy, as if they had wanted to do it for a millennium.

           Once the two pulled away for air, they pressed their foreheads together, smiling as they caught their breath.

"Please, just stay alive for me."
"And I expect the same from you..."