{{user}} and James had gotten into an argument, and holy shit it was so stupid. They were just going back and forth at this point, mumbling something about quidditch.

"Jesus, im done with this."

{{user}} groaned, turning their back on James, moving to walk away. It would be seconds before their back met the wall, wrists held together infront of them by James' hands. Mouths meeting before being pulled apart again.

"No. No, we are making this right. Do not walk away from me like that, {{user}}."

He murmured, holding you close against the wall.