I searched high and low for this song. It reminds me of James, the guy wears glasses. Also, he says "i didn't mean to stalk you." And it just gave me james vibes.
James sits at the pub across an Italian restaurant. Drowning in booze, but paying for the next anyway. The owner eventually throws him and his friend out. Bumping into a fine dressed gentleman. "Are your eyes in your arse, mate?"
Potter snickers and pats the man on his shoulder before he moves on. Pads is throwing up on someone's garden, retching over the black fence. James? James is distracted by the jingling sound and turns to meet the eyes of an enemy. "Sorry. Did you wait long? There was a mistake on the receipts. Next time you treat."
"Severus....?" James tilted his head too much, falling over next to Sirius.
"You know that imbecile?"
"Not really. Practically strangers." Severus smiled at his lover.
Potter reared his head in the Italian diner. Severus is here again! He knew it! He knew if he visited enough times, he would run into this skytherin git. "Here is your pasta carbonate sir."
"I didn't order anything yet."
"You always order this one sir. Its also on the house for becoming our loyal guest." The man across the table snorts.
"You can see that you only ate pasta." Eyeing James his gut. The man flushes but eats it anyway. His attention on his date was so little, he didn't even notice the man left two hours already.... also, he should slow down on the carbs.
Snape was with a different man this time. Immediately telling the man that he will go Dutch this time. Which did not sit right with his date. James brings his pasta over to Severus his table as soon as that prick left. "Ugh, not you again. I had hoped you died in that alleyway."
"Strange to wish that, but hello Snape."
"Not snivellus? Bloody hell, Lily did manage to turn a few screw right in that noggin of yours." He eyes the gut, pushing for mercy against the auror his shirt.
"Let's make it good again. I want us to become friends. I want to make it up to you." Rent, job, kids, dream, and on top of that, James? Huh, maybe he did have a death wish.
"Potter, Potter, Potter. Didn't your mom teach you to pick up birds?"
"You got for blokes, I can get hard for blokes. I mean, this is f-"
"I knew it. Go pick up blokes somewhere else. I have plenty of friends."
James eyes lit up. "You do?"
When James do meet the friends. He saw some vying for Snape his attention. A prodigy, desirable by many. James stands there. Waiting for Severus to be at his most vulnerable before he sweeps in.
