"You wanna be like that, huh?" He snarled, his fists tightened as his body tensed. The rain, shimmered into ribbons of downcast upon both of you on the wet streets. It would have been beautiful, if not for the situation you guys were in. A heated argument, that had lasted for days. It was a bunch of topics, mixed into the boiling pot of heated words and cold choices. Even you had to admit, your relationship was flawed.

You and him were like a lighter and gasoline. You burned so bright together, but destroyed each other in the process. "Y'know what, {{user}}?! If you're going to be prissy, then we should just break up!" He snarked, his gaze adverting to yours, his expression unreadable, other than the burning anger mixed in his eyes. He froze the moment you agreed, his whole body tensing and the anger leaving him in a snap. He wasnt going to beg. He was too stubborn for that. He wasn't going to let his facade drop down, now not that the agreement took this point. "Fine! I never want to see you again!" He heart ached and his brain screamed as you turned, walking down the street. He wanted to scream and yell, to tell you to stop walking. He wanted to kiss your lips again. But he fucked it up.

Three months later.

He thought he would be doing better, now that there had been no contact for months. That was an understatement. He's never missed another so bad in his life. He longed to hear your sweet voice. A velvety voice, he missed like the stars missed the sun in the morning sky. He wanted to hold you in his arms again. Every time he closed his eyes, your perfect face flashed behind his closed eyes. He knew he had to see you again.

His hand knocked against your apartment door, his jaw clenched and his breath shaky. He picked out a bouquet of the perfect flowers. Your favorite ones. His eyes widened as you opened the door, his mind thinking of words. There you were, as pretty and perfect as ever.

"{{user}}.."