"What?! A gun? A gun!? NO! We need to go to the administration right now." Pez said, eyes wide as Henry finally recounted the events of a few nights before. He was wearing a bright pink camo shirt over a sheer top and kilt because it was Saturday.
"I-" Henry took a breath, "not yet"
"Not yet! It's a gun."
"I don't think he means any harm."
"I don't think he means any harm??? Why else would hE HaVE a gUN?!" Pez shouted about an inch from Henry's face.
"Shh" Henry cast a worried glance at the door and Pez looked like he was going to murder him before Alex did, "I need to see it again."
"Bloody hell Henry, I know he's hot but-"
"This has nothing to do with that!" Henry said, extremely offended,
"Really, that upsets you and not THE GUN?"
"I just need more information before I decide,"
Pez threw up his hands and turned away, talking to the wall, "I thought this was going to be like enemies to lovers, 10,000 words, angst with a happy ending. But inSTEAD, WE ARE GOING TO DIE."
"If I can see the gun, I can look up its registration number and make sure it's legal at least," Henry said, calmly. Pez turned to him looking exasperated.
"Only police have access to the UK gun registration database and-"
"Police and M15," Henry cut him off, pulling out the Director of M15's business card.
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Inescapable History, Inescapable Fates
FanfictionRed, White, and Royal Blue AU, written for the following Instagram prompts "Straight guy worries he's being homophobic to gay roommate, realizes he's fallen in love with him. Plot twist: it turns out I don't have any problem with Henry kissing guys...
