The monkey was now hanging off of Henry, still screaming at Iestyn. And Henry stood there, hunched over and frozen in place, his hands straight out and away from him so Tater didn't hurt them. "Oh god, get it off me!" he yelled. But he didn't exactly want Iestyn touching the thing either, in case it hurt him.
"Wait! I- Potato Pie, get me a drink!" he hissed, and he was relieved when the monkey stopped screaming and jumped off him, heading towards the fridge.
"RUN!" Henry yelled, and he would have grabbed Iestyn's hand if he could. Instead he just gestured towards their bedroom, and darted towards it beside his husband. "Close the door, hurry!" He collapsed on to their bed, gasping, as they cowered in their bedroom from a tiny monkey.