{{user}}… his beauty made anyone jealous; his voice as sweet as a song. His touch as warm as a sheet right out of the dryer…

And Harry wanted {{user}} back as his boyfriend.

The two had broken up due to Harry being a jerk to {{user}}, not realising how perfect {{user}} was for him until he had already lost him.

But Harry had seen how he’d been wrong, and he desperately wanted {{user}} to be his once more… except the fact that {{user}} didn’t even want to see him.

Now, as Harry sat in a restaurant, in a booth just beside {{user}}’s with a menu up to cover his face, Harry thought carefully on how he was going to go about this.