hp daffodils that never die

four

Severus somewhat regretted his actions yesterday, he felt that he had worked in vain for nearly 40 years, but he just drank some wine and...

Although seeing Lily again made him very excited, he was aroused by this excitement and released his inner desire, and released it on Harry.

Severus sat on the sofa a little decadently, his straight back becoming a little curved all the time.

He rubbed his face, he and Harry were 20 years younger, when Harry was still in his prime, he was already old.

He didn't think that he, who was so old and mean, would win Harry's affection, even yesterday's kiss was snatched by himself.

If I were younger, then I...

Severus felt a little scared that Harry wouldn't want to see him again.

Obviously, as long as I accompany him silently, it will be fine, just like before.

It's like I always stay in the corner, watching him smile and order for the guests.

However, everything was broken by yesterday's kiss.

He wanted to explain to Harry, but Harry wasn't home.

Severus smiled wryly, yes, after all, who would dare to go home after being kissed by an old man.

But he still wanted to see Harry.

He rubbed his cheeks, making his pale face glow with a healthy red.

He was going to visit Harry's shop, even though Harry didn't want to see him.

He had to give Harry a "perfect explanation".

But he, who was thinking too much about Harry, forgot that Harry was also intoxicated last night.

When Harry first entered the shop, his eyes were attracted by Severus who rarely drank coffee in his exclusive seat.

Harry's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were full of excitement.

He walked up to Severus and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Severus' ugly face.

Severus tried to take Harry's hand, but pulled it back.

"Harry, come with me, I have something to tell you." Turning around, he walked towards the back door of the coffee shop.

Harry asked the clerk with some doubts, and followed.

He had a bad feeling.

The back door of the coffee shop is a small yard, a little narrow, with only one wall and a back door leading to the garbage truck. Usually, the coffee shop’s garbage is piled up, and in the evening, someone will clear it away.

Harry hated it because the mess reminded him of the days when he was a free laborer at his aunt's house.

But he didn't care about it today, because his full attention was on Severus.

He wanted to say something, but was overwhelmed by Severus' aura.

Ever since he got acquainted with Severus, he had never seen Severus so indifferent.

Severus' lips moved as if to say something, but he kept silent.

Harry couldn't stand the atmosphere, so he opened his mouth first, with a little smile: "Severus, it seems that you are almost sober?"

"...Well, I'm much better now." He finally made a sound, though hesitantly.

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, yesterday's Severus was really kind of scary, although he was also damn sexy.

"About yesterday..." Severus said slowly.

"Oh, yes, what happened yesterday, it's nothing, you don't have to worry about it, it's just a small accident." Hearing Severus mention the kiss, Harry blushed immediately, he lowered his head, his eyes wandered, and his right hand Involuntarily biting his nails.

"..." Although he had already decided not to delay Harry and let himself calm down, when he heard Harry say that it was an accident, Severus still felt a dull pain in his heart.

He clenched his fists and delivered a painful blow to Harry with his beautiful voice.

"Yes, that was indeed an accident. I think it's better for us to keep a little distance."

After all, he turned and left, not daring to look at Harry's reaction at all.

Bright red blood flowed from the fingers.

He doesn't care about you, he only regards you as a good customer, neighbor and teacher, so be a good customer, neighbor and teacher.

Whatever you want, I will do it for you, as long as you are good.

When the clerk Neville came to look for Harry in the backyard, he found Harry still standing facing the somewhat dirty wall.

Neville looked at his back and called him softly, "Harry? What's wrong with you?"

"...I'm fine, I'll go right back."

"Okay." Neville felt as if he heard a nasal sound, maybe Harry had a cold and felt unwell?He was still thinking about getting Harry to take some medicine when he got back to the cafe.

Looking at the stained walls in front of him, Harry felt his mind go blank.

Keep your distance, Severus mean, when that kiss didn't happen?Don't two people develop?

Harry felt a little uncomfortable, although he thought he was strong enough.

He didn't expect Severus to reject him so forcefully and mercilessly, after all, Severus gave him the kiss yesterday.

Inferiority and pride fought again in his heart.

Don't you weigh your weight?Who do you think will want you?

Yeah, who else would want me.

Short, ugly, meek, and so self-indulgent.

He doesn't like you, even though you fit so well in his arms.

Harry touched his own scar, and even though it was concealed by foundation, the feel of it wasn't deceiving.

He wiped the concealing foundation with his hands fiercely, until his cheeks flushed, and tears flowed down his face.

After a bout of mood swings, Harry "calmed" down, taking advantage of his talent as an actor.

Except for the looming scars in the hair, it is the same as before going out.

He returned to the coffee shop, greeted Neville, said "good afternoon" to Severus as if nothing had happened, and then returned to his home.

What Harry, who was leaving in a hurry, didn't see was Severus' frown, and his trembling hand holding the glass.

Is it because he is so happy that I keep my distance from him?

The author has something to say: In the first two chapters, a typo has been changed, but the plot has not changed