Enri starts when Morgan moves, a jerk without purpose or direction: he doesn't know what's coming, but Morgan looks furious (confused?) (Morgan doesn't like being confused, he knows that, he knows that, unlike himself, Morgan is not actually stupid, just odd, and he gets frustrated easily, and that frustration stems from confusion.)

He steps aside, circling as Morgan passes, and watches with increasing dread as his father nears the door Darius used. His eyes widen. His breathing quickens. (Morgan might hurt him. Morgan might kill him.)

What happens is worse than anyone's death.

Morgan locks the door. In this act, there are a thousand words and meanings. In this, there's a deliberate pronouncement, a severance, and Morgan is taking Darius away from Enri. Morgan is taking Enri away from Darius.

He's moving before he has a time to think, fixated on the door, a buzzing, repeated word in his throat climbing register and volume (no no no no no-) until he hits something solid, that something solid means the door is not in his reach and stays locked. The solid thing means he can't unlock the door.

His 'no' becomes a strangled cry of 'Darius', a helpless and pleading wail for (Daddy) (please) (he needs Darius, he needs him ) the other man. And the struggling begins, Enri a lithe structure of muscle, bone, and wounded skin, snarling half-coherent demands, spitting vehement curses, lashing out where he can against the thing restraining him.

(Madly, he thinks - if he'd stayed on the bed, if he'd stayed and done as Daddy said, this wouldn't be happening. Bad things happen to bad Puppies.)