204. A taste

Henry's POV

I carried Kenny inside one of the rooms on the third floor; all of the doors had been opened as if welcoming us to choose.

After entering the biggest and nearest, I closed the door with my foot.

Inside the adjoining bathroom, I found a walk-in rain shower. I let Kenny down, holding only his upper body against me while I checked the water temperature.

When it was neither too cold nor hot, I carried him inside and let the water wash away all the filth on us. After I grabbed shampoo and shower gel from the rack inside the shower, I slid down the wall with Kenny and positioned him between my legs, with his back against my chest, to make sure he wasn't choking on the water.

"Kenny, you are home. You fought and won." I murmured, burying my face in his neck while hugging him.

"You can do everything, and you did everything..." I squeezed him to myself.