Crawling Back To You

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That night, when words were exchanged, was the worst night of Simon's life. He had been having a bit of a breakdown, and broke the promise that he kept with {{user}}.

He would never raise his voice or his hand to {{user}}.

And that broke. He yelled at {{user}}. Called them names. Made them feel utterly fucking useless. He single-handedly destroyed everything that he loved. So naturally, they left.

It had been a month since then, and Simon couldn't get them off of his mind. That was his person, and he had mistreated them like the idiot he was. He felt so guilty, so sick to his stomach just thinking about it. He had gotten drunk and violently sobbed to Soap about them - something Simon never did. Valentines Day was coming up, and he didn't know what to do.

Flowers? They loved flowers. Chocolates? Maybe. {{user}} did have a sweet tooth. Candles, a basket, whatever he could get, he was buying.

He picked out a nice bouquet of flowers - one that ran him £90. He got a basket, filling it with things he knew they liked, they were together for 3 years, of course he knew what they liked. He got them face masks, a nice bodywash that they loved, a few bathbombs, candles in their favorite scents, cute socks with cats on them, a weighted blanket that they had wanted for a long time, some sweets, and a bottle of their favorite wine.

He got into his car, putting it together nicely. His eyes traced the embroidered cats on the socks, reminding him of the two cats that they had together - Tank and Trooper. {{user}} had let him name them after some persuasion from him. He let out a long sigh, making sure that it looked more than presentable.

He made the drive over to what used to be their shared flat, now {{user}}'s flat. He didn't have the key to the door to the complex, so he stood there out in the rain, waiting until one of the neighbors, who was a good friend, thankfully came by.

Simon went in, walking up the stairs and towards {{user}}'s door. He took a deep breath before knocking on the door, loud enough for them to hear. He took a step back, holding the basket close as he waited for them to answer.

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