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Painless- Part 3

Here is the newest part of my Henry Cavill series, any feedback would be lovely I hope you all like it. There is a lot of fluff ahead.

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Summary: Henry and (Y/n) have their hands full looking after their kids, especially Toby who has a rare genetic condition where he can't feel or process pain.

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(Y/n) pushed her sunglasses up onto the top of her head as she slowly walked through the reception doors and approached the desk on her left. She couldn't count the times she had walked through these doors over the years, sometimes because Toby had a fever, other times because they suspected he had broken something. A lot of the time it was when he had a fall and the school just weren't sure what to do with him when he could have no physical symptoms so there was a fifty fifty chance he was either fine or injured.

All of those times (Y/n) had walked in here for Toby specifically, this time she was here for Levi. That was something that didn't happen very often.

"Hi, I'm here for Levi Cavill." (Y/n) could feel something swirling in her stomach when she realised it was Rachel behind the desk today. From her many visits, (Y/n) had gotten to know the staff and the teachers very well, and Rachel wasn't the nicest receptionist here.

She was snotty and crude unless it was Henry who came in to collect the boys, then she was all sugar and roses and no attitude.

"Yes, he's just waiting through here."

Hiking her bag higher up on her shoulder, (Y/n) managed a tight-lipped smile and followed the older woman down the corridor on the right and over to a small office. The smile on her face morphed into a look of surprise when (Y/n)'s sight set on both the twins, not just one. Toby was waiting for her too.

"Hey boys, how we doing?" (Y/n) let her bag slide down to the floor before she knelt down in front of the pair of them.

The room they had been placed in was relatively small, much like a cleaning cupboard with a tiny desk squashed up beneath the window at the far end and two chairs against the wall on the left. Levi was sat with his head on his knees, groaning quietly while Toby was perched next to him with an arm around his shoulders.

For all their differences, the twins were close. They were identical in their features, their lean figures and tall height they inherited from Henry and his brothers. But Levi had his brown curls trimmed short whereas Toby liked to grow them longer, like Henry. And Toby had a lot of little white scars around his lips, in the corners of his eyes and littering his arms and hands from unintentionally biting and scratching himself as a toddler.

"Levi, baby, you okay?" (Y/n) smoothed her hands up and down his sides, trying to coax him to sit up and look at her and when he did, she took a sharp breath.

His nose was turning a dark shade of rouge and purple and there was dried blood smeared down his lips and chin and a wad of tissues crumpled up on his lap that looked more like a red hankie than white tissue paper.

Nobody said he'd had a nose bleed, if they did (Y/n) would have told them to sit with him and get him a cold compress because when Levi had a nosebleed, it could last for a while. All she got told was he'd had a fall and banged his head and they thought it was best if he went home early.

"You didn't mention the nosebleed," Her hands stayed on his sides but she didn't like the look she received when she turned her head to see Rachel.

"Does it matter?"

(Y/n) shook her head and took a deep breath before she looked back at her boys to see Toby smiling gently at her and Levi jotting his eyes from side to side like he was seeing spots.

"Do you feel alright, baby?"

"Yeah, I can see now and my head isn't splitting anymore."

"What did you do?"

"He tripped on someone's bag and smacked his head into the table, he blacked out for a few seconds then had the nosebleed." Toby started to swing his legs back and forth on the chair but he felt like shrinking when he watched his mum's eyes widen and her expression turned to stone. He could see her shaking with anger and her lips curl up with venom before she got up and when she stood in front of them, it made Toby feel like she was a warrior protecting them from a threat.

"I wasn't told he'd blacked out as well. The next time you call me regarding my kids, I expect the full story and to be fully informed or me and my husband will be down here having a meeting with your principal. I'm taking my boys home now."

She knew it had to be a bad fall for the school to suggest Levi go home early, they only did that regarding Toby because they didn't want to be liable for him becoming ill after a fall. But (Y/n) needed to know the full story, what if she couldn't come down soon enough and Levi passed out while he was waiting for her and Henry? What if the school hadn't decided to call her and he got worse? (Y/n) had a right to know what happened to her children.

She hooked her bag onto her shoulder before she wrapped her arms around Levi and helped him up, relieved when he seemed steady on his feet and he had a bit more colour to his cheeks now.

"Come on."

Both her hands rested on either twin's back and with a stern look, (Y/n) guided them out of the room and past reception. There was no way (Y/n) was letting Toby go back to class for another hour. She wasn't going back home to come back and pick him up in less than an hour, it wasn't worth it and it wouldn't be fair to make him stay when Levi was going home early.

Levi grinned and leaned his head on his mum's shoulder when he heard her mumble 'stupid woman' under her breath.

"Go mum, that was great."

"Are you sure you feel alright? I have a surprise for both of you, but only if you feel up to it." (Y/n) looped her arms around their shoulders and reeled them both into her sides.

"I'm okay, nosebleed stopped, just got a headache. What's the surprise?" Levi sniffed and swiped the back of his hand beneath his nose, but his eyes were full of intrigue as he stared up at (Y/n). Neither twin could imagine what kind of surprise she had in mind. It wasn't a special day, it was Friday, sure, but it wasn't anyone's birthday or a family holiday or a trip.

Usually a surprise was going out to see their grandparents or aunts and uncles or going out for a family meal. Sometimes they had the big surprises, but (Y/n) always kept those a tight-lipped secret. Like when their dad was filming away and they got a surprise trip to go visit him, none of them knew until (Y/n) packed their bags and said they were leaving right then and there. That had been a great surprise.

"It's dad! He's in the car!" Toby clapped his hands when he saw (Y/n)'s car up ahead and immediately noticed the unmistakeable figure sitting in the passenger seat. Henry was home, he had been gone for the past three days doing a mixture of training and small shoots, they weren't expecting him home until Sunday night.

"Well, your dad's just a bonus, you'll find out the real surprise soon."

Both twins ran ahead of (Y/n) to reach the car and they wasted no time in ripping open the front door to see Henry. It was a small struggle for both of them to squeeze through and clamber part-way inside so they could launch themselves onto Henry and hug him.

"Hey! Did you miss me?" Henry coiled an arm around each of them, trying not to wheeze when Levi laid half over his lap to hug him and Toby leaned on his chest with his arms around his neck. He kissed the top of their heads when a round of 'yes!' and 'of course' got muttered into his skin like prayers.

"I had a nosebleed," Levi tilted his head up enough for Henry to move his hand and cup his chin, narrowing his eyes with a frown when he saw the streaked blood on his face and his battered nose that was certainly going to swell up soon.

"Jesus, Levi, what did you do? You're gonna have a black eye you know." Henry busied himself finding the pack of wipes in the glove box and cleaned the blood away. They couldn't go out with him looking like someone had boxed him in the face.

"Fell into the table, Mr James made everyone wait outside when he thought I passed out." As horrid as he felt at the time and how awful it had been when his vision went black and his head started to spin, it had been a whirlwind. He heard everyone get evacuated out into the hallway- everyone except Toby, and Mr James had tried to sit him up and nearly choked when Levi started to speak and his vision came back to him. He almost thought an ambulance might be coming to assess him.

"The receptionist didn't tell me that," (Y/n) muttered quietly when she climbed into the driver's seat and leaned across to kiss Henry's cheek.

"Mum was great, she told her off."

"I'll bet she did," Henry quipped a smirk and glanced across at his wife before he looked back at the boys. "Right, come on get in so we can go." He patted them on the back and nudged them carefully so they could climb out and he could shut the door.

They had already picked Birdie up from nursery on the way down so they could go straight to the surprise. Levi climbed into the middle and wedged himself next to Birdie's car seat before Toby climbed in next to him and they buckled in.

"Where are we going?"

"I told you, it's a surprise, you'll have to wait and see."

"Where are we?" Both boys spoke in union as they climbed out the car and waited patiently for Henry to unbuckle Birdie and hold her in his arms. He knew she was tired and it didn't seem worth it to try and put the strap backpack on her just to walk across the car park and head inside when he could just carry her.

"You'll see when we get inside, come on." Henry kissed Birdie's head and sat her on his hip, smiling when she curled up into his chest and tucked her face into the crook of his neck. She didn't care where they were, she was tired and about ready for a nap but he knew when they got inside, she would soon wake up. He held Toby's hand with his free one and they followed after (Y/n) and Levi who lead the way inside.

"Are we at a pub?" Levi leaned his head on (Y/n)'s arm when they walked through the doors. It looked like they were going out for dinner, maybe they were meeting up with family and that was the big reveal. Whatever it was, he could feel himself bubbling up with excitement at all the prospects of what they were doing and if they were meeting anyone.

Staying quiet, (Y/n) ruffled his short hair and pointed towards some doors at the back of the pub past the bar and the tables. They were coming out for dinner, but there was another reason why she had Henry had chosen to bring the kids here.

"Yes! A play area!"

Henry was quite relieved when they walked through and saw that no one else apart from the staff behind the bar were in the play area. It made things a lot easier when no one would be stood around gawking at them and no one could listen in on their conversations, especially around Toby.

The play area was a large indoor dome that had seating on the left and a large climbing area on the right. There was a ball pit, a lot of levels to climb up, some slides dotted around and foam wheels to climb through and robes to swing from and jump about in. And in the far corner, there was a softer play for toddlers like Birdie. It had a lot of foam shapes to climb on, a very small slide and ball pit and mats to crawl around on.

(Y/n) found a table near to the entrance of the play pen and sat down with all her boys following suit and Henry perched Birdie on his lap. She was tired but she was already starting to perk up when she looked around and realised what she could do here.

"You're in luck boys, no one else is here yet. Me and your dad will grab some drinks, so shoes off and go have fun."

"Wh- I can go in too?"

(Y/n) could have cried at the look of pure confusion on Toby's face but when he reached out to grab Henry's hand, she felt her chest tightening. He had been in soft play areas like this before. He had played on climbing frames in other pubs as long as someone in the family was watching over him.

But recently he hadn't been to anywhere like this. At school he couldn't do athletics or go on the climbing frame and he couldn't play football or rounders for obvious reasons. He sat and watched Levi play and it made him jealous as well as bored and restless and argumentative and both parents understood completely. They knew he deserved some fun and to be able to let off some steam and feel like a kid instead of someone who needed extra care and attention.

"It's padded foam, bud, if you fall you aren't gonna break anything." Henry pointed over to make Toby look around.

Each surface was padded with foam and colourful plastic and there were rope walkways he could climb on if he was careful. He wouldn't break something unless he had a very bad harsh fall which was unlikely. As long as he was careful not to get friction burns on the slides and didn't go too fast and bang his head on any of the plastic around the tunnels, he would be fine to let loose here.

"I can go on everything?"

"Yep. The only catch is you just have to come back out every so often for a break. If Levi starts to get hot and sweaty, you both have a drink and a sit down so you don't overheat. Other than that, get going."

Toby couldn't sweat or flush therefore he couldn't regulate his temperature and if he exercised too much without a break he could overheat his system and get a fever. As long as he took a lot of rest every ten or twenty minutes, he would be fine because otherwise he would just keep playing and playing until he was so tired that he dropped.

They used Levi as a mirror, when he started to go red and sweat or get run down then Toby knew it was time for him to have a break as well.

No more needed to be said for the twins to kick off their shoes and scramble to get into the play area and run rampid.

"Do you wanna go play, Birdie?"

"You come with me daddy?" She was already fumbling to throw her red and blue shoes on the floor before she looked up at him with big doe eyes.

"Course I will,"

"Um, will you fit in there?" (Y/n) twisted around to look behind her at the toddler section. If he was going in there he would have to crouch down to get through the small gate and then he wouldn't be able to stand up in there. He might have to crawl on his knees and there was no way Henry would fit on the small platform that led over to the slide.

"Don't I always?" He was up and following Birdie with his tongue between his teeth and a catfish grin on his face that caused (Y/n) to flush. He knew that wasn't what she meant.

(Y/n) got up and got a tray of drinks from the bar, she knew the boys would want coke, Birdie would have a fruit shoot and Henry would have a beer since (Y/n) was driving today. When the drinks were all out on the table, (Y/n) kicked off her shoes and wandered over to the toddler section with a grin on her face.

Birdie was crawling along the small platform towards the slide and Henry had somehow managed to squeeze himself through into the ball pit at the bottom of the slide, waiting patiently to catch her. Grabbing her phone from her pocket, (Y/n) pressed record and watched Birdie squeal and go down the slide on her stomach. She was relieved she put a vest on the little girl this morning or she would have friction burn on her tummy.

"There's my babygirl!"

"Again, again!"

(Y/n) crawled over to the edge to be out the way when Birdie scrambled from the ballpit to go round and do it again.

"Mum, can you come in here?"

She tilted her head back to look up and saw Levi pressed up against the mesh wire edging, his purple nose poking through the square gap and a wide grin on his face. He was near the foam beams that rolled over so kids could climb under and over them like a car wash.

"Alright," She wasn't so sure it was a good idea but she found herself crawling out and trying to find the nearest entrance to the bigger play area. The last time she had gone into a big play centre with the boys she had been pregnant with Birdie and got braxton hicks in the ball pit. It wasn't fun to have to get Henry and his brother to squeeze in and hoist her up to help her out when she was stuck on her knees like she was praying.

She weaved around a pole and found a set of stairs to climb up but when she got close to Levi, he grinned cheekily before he bolted, expecting and hoping her to chase him.

He led her around a corner, through a deep red tunnel that (Y/n) had to scuffle through, thankful that it was wide enough for her but it certainly wouldn't hold Henry with his new workout regime. Then Levi grabbed a rope and swung across a small drop that had a safety net a few feet down in case any kids couldn't swing over.

"Oh, this isn't fair." (Y/n) placed her hands on her hips and took a deep breath but just as she was about to go for it, something caught her eye.

Henry.

He was stood at the bottom with Birdie on his shoulders, his hands on her sides and a wicked grin on his face waiting for her to jump across.

"Go on babe!"

"Go mummy." Birdie clapped her hands and the pair of them watched (Y/n) grab the middle rope, take a step back and then leap forward. It had been years since she had done anything like this but (Y/n) couldn't deny how good it felt to be playing with the kids instead of worrying about them all the time. Or fearing that she was being too strict on Toby and therefore limiting Levi as well to try and even things out or get them to play fair with each other.

She reached the other side without falling on her arse or landing on her knees but she did wobble into the side and push back off the net to regain momentum and balance.

When she got to Levi, she reached out and hit his bum, shouting 'you're it' before bypassing him and trying to make a break for it.

"Mum," Toby jumped down from the climbing levels he was on when he saw her skid round the corner next to him. He didn't realise she had decided to come in and play with them but it made him smile brightly all the same.

"Levi's it, start running baby." (Y/n) let him take her hand and guide her down a different direction and they hurried over a little rope bridge that wobbled left and right as they walked. "Can I get down that?" (Y/n) eyed the blue slide warily when Toby pointed at it with a smile.

It was a curved slide and then a straight drop down into the large ballpit at the bottom, it didn't bend too much so (Y/n) wouldn't get stuck around each corner, but the slide itself looked small.

"Yeah you will, dad wouldn't though, he's massive." He buffed out his shoulders and took a deep breath to try and imitate Henry but he was too skinny to pretend he had much muscle.

"It's called muscle, baby. Alright quick before I change my mind."

Toby sat down first and (Y/n) sat behind him, coiling her legs around him and giving them a push to get them down.

Levi wasn't far behind them, by the time they landed in the ball pit and tried to scramble out the way, he was shooting down like a bullet and wrapped his arms around (Y/n)'s waist, binding himself to her back with a laugh almost identical to Henry's.

"Boys, time to take a break, come grab a drink." Henry waited near the exit to the ball pit, drifting his eyes from the boys over to Birdie to check she was actually still sat down at the table where he left her five feet away. He knew what she was like, she would run off to try and find him in a blind panic if she couldn't see him. He reached his arm out when the boys clambered out and he patted their backs, holding onto Toby's shoulder when he stuck to his side like glue.

"Henry grab her!" (Y/n) tripped trying to reach the small oval gap in the mesh to get out but she frantically pointed over to the table at Birdie.

The four year old had both hands clasped around Henry's beer bottle that was dangerously close to her lips. If she tried to drink that she would make herself sick, the one time Levi had done that as a child he threw up at least three times from the taste and bubbles.

"Birdie no, no put it down!"

Henry let go of Toby and bolted back over to the table just as Birdie took a small gulp and his raised voice sent shivers down her spine. Her eyes bulged in their sockets and she coughed, spilling a bit of beer down her top as a lot of it dribbled past her lips. He never used his authorative voice with her, she wasn't used to hearing him be so loud and stern.

When he reached her he snatched the bottle back and held it high up so she couldn't try and prize it away from him and with his other arm he hooked it around her waist and picked her up, sitting her back on his hip.

"You can't drink that babygirl, you'll be sick, that's daddy's drink."

He swirled the glass a little to check how much she had but she barely had a full mouthful and some of it was dribbled down onto her top so he knew she would be fine.

His eyes narrowed and his lips pressed into a thin line when she started to whimper and reach her tiny hands out, whining to try and get it back even though he could tell by her expression that she hadn't liked the taste. She wanted it simply because Henry had it.

"Daddy…"

When he could see tears in her eyes, Henry tipped his head back and started to drink the beer, not stopping until he drained the full bottle in one go. He could feel the boys staring at him and Birdie reached her hands out and pawed at his neck and chest like a cat.

"Nope, all gone now babygirl, it's empty." He set the bottle back down on the table before he sat down with her on his lap and handed her the fruit shoot instead. Rolling his eyes when she huffed in disappointment. "Fine, I'll drink this too,"

"No daddy!" She almost screamed when Henry raised the small purple bottle to his lips and this time he let her snatch it back from him and start to guzzle the juice.

He leaned back in his chair, raising a brow at his little girl when she snuggled down into his chest and torso, drinking her juice like she was still a baby nursing a bottle. And when he cast his eyes over at the boys, they were looking around the play area with smiles, clearly plotting what they were going to do next.

It always set something off in Henry's chest when he looked at the differences between his boys. Levi was flushed red which mingled with his slowly bruising nose, but his cheeks were a good shade of pink, sweat was glistening on his forehead and his chest was rising and falling rapidly. Toby was just panting lightly, he wasn't sweating, he wasn't flushed and the hairs on his arms weren't moving to release heat. He could spike a fever at any moment and they wouldn't know at all.

He gave no outward signs that he might be ill and that upset Henry, it was why he and (Y/n) were so careful with him, they had to be. Toby's condition was rare, there were less than a thousand recorded cases of CIPA and half of those were adults who developed it, not people who were born with it. Some kids died from this condition with undiagnosed illnesses or burns gone bad or infections.

And it always occurred to Henry as strange that Levi didn't get the same condition. They were identical twins, they shared the same DNA yet there was just one little thing different in Toby's DNA that set him apart and gave him this condition. It was like a fatal flaw he couldn't help nor get rid of.

Henry remembered when they were expecting the twins and (Y/n) was worried about telling them apart. She thought if they were identical they would get them mixed up, she fretted about finding ways to know which infant was which until they got older. It didn't take long for Toby's condition to be discovered and from that moment onwards, there was no way of getting them mixed up.

"Mum, will you go on that slide with us?" Toby pointed up to the black slide looming high at the back of the play area. It was the tallest one with a long slope and a quick curve just before the bottom.

"Uh, I don't think so baby. But your dad might fit on that one," (Y/n) glanced across at Henry and watched him furrow his brow and look between the kids and the slide they were pointing at.

"I think I'd have to lie down to fit in that slide, boys." The slides were supposed to be big enough for adults to go down them with their kids, but Henry was over six foot tall and he was broad, it might be a bit of a squeeze. But when he looked at the boys, he didn't know how to say no. "I suppose I can give it a try, let's pray I don't get stuck."

"Yes!"

"Me and Birdie will get a video for you." (Y/n) got to her feet and held her hand out for her little girl who clung to her with a broad smile.

The boys went one way with Henry stooped over behind them and (Y/n) guided Birdie round the side and towards the back where the crash mat was stuck down at the bottom of the slide. She stood far enough back so the boys wouldn't knock her over and Birdie stood at the side, holding onto the large rim of the slide and peered over, waiting impatiently for the boys to come down so she could surprise them.

It took a few minutes before the girls finally heard the excited screeches and yells from the boys thundering down the slide and (Y/n) crouched down with her phone out in front of her.

But she rolled her lips together tightly to stop herself from laughing when they all came down.

Toby was first, bumping onto the crash mat like a stone skipping on water before he rolled onto his side in fits of laughter. Half a second behind him with his legs still around Toby's hips, Levi came shooting out holding his head and cradling his nose to stop the dizziness and in case he spurted another nosebleed out of nowhere.

And a few seconds behind them, Henry's legs came into view.

"Oh fuck,"

(Y/n) cut the video before she laughed or got scolded and knelt down along with the boys as all three of them peered up into the slide. Henry almost made it out, they could see his feet and his trousers before his hands banged down on the plastic slide causing a thunderous noise to vibrate through. He wasn't exactly stuck, but he didn't quite get to the end of the slide either. He was left shuffling out of the tube with a flushed face and raised brows, just daring any of them to laugh.

"Are you stuck daddy?" Birdie chirped happily as she leaned around the slide and slowly crawled into the end.

"No I am not stuck," He gruffed but his face softened when his girl crawled across and took his hand before she started toddling back out the slide, pulling him with her as if she had the strength and momentum to actually drag him out all by herself. "Thank you princess," His voice mellowed and he rolled onto his knees so he could stand up and he smiled when Birdie took his hand again and stood by his side.

"Sweetheart, I did-"

"Don't you dare," Henry pointed his finger at (Y/n) and she held her hands up, swallowing her laugh as she nodded. Telling him I told you so was only going to make him feel embarrassed.

"Too much muscle, dad." Toby whispered quietly with a nod of his head before he turned to face his mum, unable to contain his laughter any longer.

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megalony · 8 months

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Painless- Part 2

This is a new Henry Cavill series I am going to be working on, any feedback would be amazing. I hope you all like it.

Series Taglist: @angelcavill66 @coldmooninthedark

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Summary: Henry and (Y/n) have their hands full looking after their kids, especially Toby who has a rare genetic condition where he can't feel or process pain.

Enjoy.

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"Boys, come on we're leaving." (Y/n) tapped her fingers against the banister as she tilted her head back, supressing a groan. They were going to be late if none of them got a move on and (Y/n) didn't like being late for anything.

"I'm ready, mummy," Birdie tilted her head back to look up at her mum and (Y/n) smiled sweetly down at her girl leaning up against her leg.

"I know you are, baby. At least one of you listens to me."

"Pushchair?" With big eyes, Birdie glanced her eyes around the hallway, looking for her prized purple pushchair that she usually went out in.

Birdie was big enough and old enough to walk by herself now but she preferred her pushchair. She was too panicked to walk when they went out in public in case there were lots of people around and she couldn't keep up with her family or she got lost. Last time they went out to the park and she walked, Henry ended up carrying her around when she started to scream when a stranger got too close.

It didn't help that the paparazzi often flocked around and took pictures, they only made her more nervous and Henry had fought them off many times, telling them to leave his family alone.

"Not today baby, you can try walking with us, okay?"

(Y/n) hated the look of shock and terror that dwelled in her daughter's eyes and for a moment she looked like she was debating whether to scream or cry. With a deep breath, (Y/n) crouched down in front of her and gently held her sides, pulling her closer.

"We're going to use this," Reaching out to the banister, (Y/n) grabbed the small backpack and held it out to show her.

She slipped the straps over Birdie's arms and buckled it up at the front before grabbing the long strap attached to the back to show her. It was essentially a harness with a lead that (Y/n) or Henry could hold so if Birdie went wandering and actually walked today, she couldn't stray too far and they could pull her back if need be. They were hoping that it would make her feel safe enough to walk with them instead of being carried or pushed everywhere. It also meant she could play with her cousins too.

"Daddy, I want-"

Walking towards his girls, Henry crouched near Birdie with a wide smile on his lips that stopped her in her tracks and took her by surprise as she gawped at him, wondering what this smile was for.

"Wow, don't you look like a big brave girl today? Are you gonna walk with daddy today, hm?" He took the strap from (Y/n) and looped it safely around his wrist which he held out to Birdie to show that he wouldn't let go and he would have control and safety over her. He knew if he gave her some confidence and showed that she was safe, she might just agree.

When she nodded her head and smiled shyly, Henry grinned and pressed a sloppy kiss to her forehead before he stood up and she clung to his leg as if to make sure he wasn't going to leave her.

"Are we going then?" Henry shrugged on his jacket and stuffed his phone and keys into his back pocket.

He leaned forward to kiss the back of (Y/n)'s head, swooping his arm around her waist but he frowned when he couldn't see the twins ready and rearing to go. They were meeting Henry's brother and kids at the park and then going out for dinner before Henry had to head to the gym for evening training. They weren't leaving themselves much time before they were going to be late.

"The boys aren't listening to me," (Y/n) gave him a certain look and tried to refrain from smiling when Henry's hands found her hips and he slowly weaved behind her to get to the stairs, passing the backpack strap over to (Y/n) for a moment.

She watched him stomp the heel of his boot down on the bottom step and brace his hands on the wall and banister while he looked up at the top of the stairs.

"Get your arses downstairs, we're leaving. Don't make me come up there." Henry leaned back up and held his hands out with a broad smile when the unmistakeable sounds of doors shutting flooded downstairs and the twins could be heard scuttling around on the landing.

"I'm here," Levi ducked under Henry's outstretched arm, smiling when he felt his dad pat him on the back before he hurried to get his trainers on.

"What are you wearing?" Henry's hands found his sides and he cocked a hip out when he looked Toby over. He had on a pair of shorts, a black and blue gaming shirt and no socks on his feet or jumper over his head. He wasn't going out like that.

"What?"

"Baby I told you we're going out to the park, go put something warmer on." (Y/n) shook her head while she grabbed Levi's jacket and handed it over to him. It wasn't exactly summer weather outside like Toby was dressed for, he couldn't go out wearing that he would make himself sick.

"I'm fine."

"Listen to your mum, go change."

"I live in neutral, I won't get cold," Toby went to walk down the last three steps until his dad grabbed the edge of the banister and his arm blocked him off like a barrier.

Neutral was how they usually described Toby because he didn't feel hot or cold, he didn't shiver, he didn't sweat and his skin didn't get pale or turn red depending on the weather. He was physically unchanged by it and he didn't react, but that didn't mean he wouldn't get affected by the weather and Toby didn't understand that.

He thought that because he couldn't feel the cold weather, it wouldn't affect him. He couldn't grasp that weather he felt or reacted to the temperature didn't matter because it would still make him ill. Being too hot could give him a fever and make him sick or dehydrated and being too cold could bring down his body temperature and make him hypothermic. He wasn't immune to anything just because he couldn't feel them.

"You won't feel the cold but you'll certainly get one and be sick. Go throw on some trousers and socks and a hoodie or don't come out with us, we don't have time for you to argue. Move it or lose it."

Toby groaned when Henry held his shoulders and turned him around before giving him a gentle push up the stairs.

"We're gonna be late," (Y/n) whispered with a roll of her eyes. Levi was already out the front door, kicking a football against the wall to entertain himself until they left. And Birdie was chatting away to her teddy like she was reprimanding it for something.

"We've been late for worse reasons than this, least we have a polite excuse this time." Henry binded his arms around her waist and tucked his face into the crook of her neck, smiling into her skin.

He was right, the amount of times they had been late because they had been too busy in the bedroom. Now they didn't have to think of an excuse, they were late because of Toby, not their shenanigans.

"Right, go, go go." Henry ushered them all out the door when Toby barelled back down the stairs in appropriate clothing and Henry wrapped Birdie's strap around his wrist again. He rested his hand on the back of her head for reassurance as they all headed out the drive. He knew if things went wrong with Birdie he would just carry her back home, but they had to experiment and try new things to get her to cope. She couldn't stay in her pushchair forever, no matter how endearing she was and how badly Henry wanted her to stay his little baby girl forever.

(Y/n) leaned her head back on Henry's shoulder, watching the twins jog a few paces in front of them, passing the football between them. Her eyes kept flitting back down to Birdie every now and then and she smiled when the four year old slowly worked up some courage when they rounded the corner. She took a daring step in front of Henry and walked one short pace in front of him but it was enough to make her parents smile.

"Here, catch it Birdie." Levi rolled the ball towards her, slow enough that it wouldn't knock her over or fly past her.

She stared at it for a few seconds, rather unsure of what to do before she picked it up and bounced it against the floor, giggling madly when it bounced high and went back towards Levi.

They continued passing the ball between the three of them for a while as they crossed the street and rounded the corner. It was almost a twenty minute walk to the park but none of them minded. (Y/n) was always pleased that the kids would walk- or in Birdie's case, be pushed- anywhere, no matter the distance and they didn't squabble or complain once. They all loved to be outside.

"Come walk with us Birdie, I'll hold you." Levi reached out towards the strap Henry was holding and smiled.

He liked looking after her, she was a little shadow when they were at home and she clung to Levi more than Toby who always got frustrated with her because she was younger.

"No!" Birdie practically screamed before she backed up and curled her arms around Henry's leg, digging her short nails through his trousers and smothering her face into his leg until her hot breaths could be felt on his skin.

"Just keep playing with her bud but I'll hold it. I've got it babygirl, I won't let go I promise. Come on." He smoothed down her hair and kissed her forehead before gently uncurling her from his leg, encouraging her to keep walking. She wouldn't feel safe unless one of her parent's was holding the strap and were still in control.

"Good girl,"

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"Alright bud, how we doing?" Henry peeked his head around the bedroom door and smiled at Toby who was sat on his bed watching a movie.

He hadn't long come home from training and with Birdie already settled down in bed, Henry always made it a point to check in on the boys and spend a bit of time with them before they went to sleep too.

He walked over towards the bed and went to sit down on the edge but he barely managed to sit before Toby was suddenly in his arms. He latched his arms around Henry's neck and pushed into his chest like he was trying to merge them together.

"I haven't been that long, bud." Henry chuckled and started to rub his hand up and down Toby's back. He had only been a few hours, usually he got this kind of response when he'd been gone a few days. It was the worst when he had to relocate for filming, being apart from the kids was never something Henry could cope well with. But he loved coming home to them and falling to the floor with all three of them in his arms.

He opened his mouth to say something else but stopped himself when his eyes narrowed on something on Toby's bedside table.

Burn cream.

That was something they had to have a lot of with Toby since he couldn’t feel anything hot or cold, he simply felt a neutral temperature no matter how cold or warm it was outside or the temperature of the water.

As a toddler, he was always burning the roof of his mouth which had scarred beyond belief. He had burned his hands a few times trying to run a bath before Henry made a rule that he couldn't do it himself anymore, if he wanted a bath either Henry or (Y/n) had to run it and check it. But Toby could get a shower without help since it had a temperature dial. He wasn't allowed to turn it above number seven as it would be too hot or below number four as that would be too cold.

Gently patting Toby's back, Henry pulled back enough to look down at his son and moved his hands to rub up and down his arms soothingly.

“Did you burn yourself today?” His tone was soft and he watched Toby look away for a moment, unable to make eye contact before he rested his chin on Henry's chest so he could look up at him.

Toby shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips that started to disappear when his dad raised a brow and pursed his lips.

“What’s the cream for then?” Henry tilted his head in the direction of the table holding the nearly empty tube of burn cream.

“It’s nothing… I wanted to make some tea.” Toby spoke quietly, part of him wishing Henry wouldn’t ask so he wouldn’t get mad at him but the other part of him wanted Henry to ask. He wanted Henry to fuss because right now it was just the pair of them, no siblings to steal Henry away from him and Toby could never get enough of these moments of just the pair of them.

Henry leaned his head to the side as a small sigh escaped his lips that Toby knew well. It showed he wasn’t angry with Toby but he was feeling a bit perplexed because Toby had broken a rule.

“Buddy, you know you aren’t allowed to use the kettle.” Henry tried not to whine but they had rules for reasons just like this.

Toby couldn’t run a bath, either Henry or (Y/n) had to do that so he didn’t run it too hot or freezing cold. He couldn’t use the kettle because that was steaming water that he could spill and badly scold himself with and he couldn’t use the oven or stove for any reason. There were more rules that they had and Toby usually stuck to them because he didn’t want to get hurt even if he wouldn’t feel the pain. He always got upset or worried when he had broken a bone or cut or burnt himself, just because he didn’t feel pain didn’t mean he liked the feeling.

“I know, but mum was busy. I thought I could do it.” Toby hadn’t wanted to bother (Y/n) when he thought it was a task that he could do himself. The kettle had already been full, all he had to do was switch it on and slowly pour the water into the cup with the teabag. It seemed so easy but he still managed to burn himself.

“It’s not a case of can you do it, it’s a case of we don’t want you to because it’s more dangerous for you. Please don’t go near the kettle buddy.” They hadn’t set the rule because they thought Toby was too young or incompetent to be able to pour a cup of tea. It was there because hot water with someone who couldn’t feel pain was a bad combination and they didn’t want any accidents. “What did you do, touch the kettle or spill the water?”

Toby had been informed if he ever for any reason had to touch the kettle or move it, he had to hold the handle and nothing else. When it boiled the kettle itself was scolding so it was only safe to hold the handle and if someone boiled it and Toby didn't realise, he would blister his hand.

“I spilt the water onto my hand.” He whispered the words quietly before he buried his face in his dad's chest when he felt Henry take hold of his arms from around his neck.

He held both Toby's arms out in front of him to see the damage and took a deep breath when he looked at his right hand. It had a small rash creeping up his fingers like wine had been spilt on a canvas and there were red and white blisters popping up on the back of his hand. It didn't look as bad as Henry had seen in the past, but it still wasn't good.

“Touch the kettle again and there will be trouble.” Toby nodded, knowing it wasn't a threat or an angry statement, it was a precaution. Leaning over, Henry grabbed the burn cream and pulled open the top drawer of the side table to get a bandage roll. The top drawer contained a thermometer, antiseptic wipes, plasters, different creams, bandages, an old sling for emergencies and some tablets. It was like a small medical kit for when Toby got hurt.

Toby scooted back a little on the bed before holding his hand out to Henry, watching silently as Henry gently rubbed the cream on the back of his hand before he started to wind the bandage around. He didn't want Toby to catch or rip the blisters on anything and make them worse or scratch them open like he had done in the past.

When he finished, Henry kissed the back of his hand before he shuffled round and laid down beside him on the bed, smiling when Toby snuggled up to his side under his arm.

Toby silently hoped Henry would stay with him for the night, or at least until he went to sleep. Henry always used to stay with Toby until he went to sleep when he was little or Toby would sleep with him and (Y/n) on the nights he was afraid he would fall out of bed and hurt himself. Recently Henry was training late or spending time with all of them, he couldn't dedicate a lot of time to just Toby but he would always pop in and out of his room.

Toby wanted him to stay, to have Henry to himself just for a while longer.

"Will you watch the rest of the movie with me?" He didn't dare look up at his dad in case the answer was no and he wouldn't be able to stop his expression from falling.

"Sure," Henry turned off the lamp, basking the room in darkness and the illuminating light from the tv at the end of the bed that was playing The Goonies.

Henry rubbed his hand up and down Toby's back but he couldn't stop himself from smiling widely when Toby kept shuffling closer and closer into his side. After a few minutes, Henry felt like he was five years younger with his toddler laid on his chest when Toby flopped onto his chest and loosely wrapped his arms around his dad's broad chest. The twins would always lay on top of him or bear hug him like this growing up but they were twelve now and the long hugs were getting shorter.

It made room for Birdie who clung to Henry's every move, but it always sparked something in his heart when the boys huddled round him and cuddled close to him like this.

Toby closed his eyes after a while and nuzzled the side of his face into Henry's bare chest while Henry wrapped one arm around his back and hooked the other behind his head.

After a while, Henry glanced down at Toby and moved the hand that was resting on his back so he could hook his thumb on Toby's lip and pull it away from his teeth. He didn't want him to suddenly bite down harder without realising. Toby had already bitten through his lower lip when he was younger and Henry didn't want it happening again.

“Shh, don’t do that buddy.” Henry whispered, lowering Toby’s hand when he started scratching at his nose right near the corner of his eye. Henry wasn’t sure if Toby was absentmindedly doing this or if he was awake or asleep but either way, he couldn’t have him scratching, that was not a good combination with feeling nothing. He would scratch and scratch until he made his skin bleed and he could scratch his retina without realising.

When Toby rubbed his bandaged hand against his nose and cheek, Henry took his hand and interlocked their fingers to get Toby to stop. His other hand rubbing up and down Toby’s back as he felt his son’s breaths evening out against his own showing he was falling asleep.

Henry waited a while, focusing on the movie as Toby shifted again, snuggling more against Henry as he kicked his legs out, pushing the covers towards the end of the bed. With Toby’s condition, he couldn’t feel the heat or the cold, he didn’t even sweat or start shivering in different temperatures or weather conditions.

Every so often when it was cold outside (Y/n) and Henry would come into his room during the night and pull the covers back over him so his muscles didn't tense up since he couldn't technically feel the cold. Or they would remove the covers from him if it was too warm so he didn't overheat and get a fever.

Moving his hand, Henry pulled the covers back over them since it was a rather cold night. Gently turning to his left, Henry eased Toby back onto the bed instead of him being on Henry’s chest. He watched the twelve-year-old fondly as he rolled onto his side, their hands parting as Toby curled up and pressed his back into Henry's side as if checking he was still there.

Henry stayed for a while longer, watching the ending of the movie as Toby laid his head on Henry’s left arm, his back pressed to his dad’s chest. When the movie ended, Henry turned the tv off, sighing when he saw Toby was back to rubbing and scratching at his nose with his burnt hand. Slowly easing himself from the bed without Toby knowing, Henry went to the chest of drawers and rummaged around until he found a pair of socks and the fluffy black gloves with grey spots like stars in the midnight sky.

When Toby was a baby they bought onesies with no gaps for the hands so his nails couldn’t scratch him. When he was too old for those they got him mittens and then gloves so when he went to bed he wore them. (Y/n) noticed a few months ago that Toby would no longer wear them to bed so she and Henry waited until he went to sleep and slipped them onto his hands if he was scratching without realising or caring.

Henry sat back down behind Toby and moved the covers so he could put the bed socks on his feet in case he rubbed his feet against his legs and started to scratch his legs. Then he slowly put the fluffy gloves onto his hands. The good thing about Toby not feeling hot or cold was they could put the gloves on and his hands wouldn’t overheat and make him realise he was wearing them. Waiting for a moment, Henry watched Toby rub at his nose, too far gone to realise or react to the fluff brushing against his nose rather than his hand.

Leaning over, Henry gently kissed Toby’s temple before pulling the covers back over him and tucking him in. He would be back to check on him every hour or so anyway until Henry retired for bed himself.

“Goodnight bud.”

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