IceBearLuver
Blind Henry AU
The plan was simple: set it off in the backyard, freak Mum out, and prove he could be just as wild as Henry. He had pictured her screeching in fright and dropping her baking dish, maybe grounding him for a week, but he would grin through, knowing he had finally left a new mark on his name.
Peter had lit the fuse, heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. But the firework didn't shoot up like it was supposed to. It hissed and sparked, and before he could react, it exploded into a burst of light and heat, right there on the ground. He froze, the world slowing as the blast roared in his ears. He didn't even see Henry move, but suddenly his brother was there, shoving him hard to the ground. He hit the grass, momentarily winded, as another crack slit in the air.
Henry screamed, a sound Peter had never heard from him before, raw and jagged. When Peter scrambled up, Henry was on his knees, hands clawing at his face, blood seeping between his fingers. Peter had shouted his name, trying to pull his hands away, but it was no use. Everything after that was a blur; paramedics, flashing lights, Mum sobbing in the ambulance while Peter sat silent, numbly staring at the blood on his hands.
Henry's blood.
Trigger warnings in intro!