"Hey…" Mac hears a whisper that wakes him up.

"Huh?" Mac rubs his eyes and opens them to see Harry's face on top of his.

"Hey babe." Harry is smiling uncontrollably.

"What's going on?" He looks over to the clock to see it's six in the morning.

"I got a call last night after you fell asleep. I was going to wake you up but you looked too peaceful. I couldn't wait any longer cause I couldn't sleep at all." Harry begins ranting.

"Hey… what's up?" Mac can't help but smile at high cute Harry is when he's like this.

"I got a job!" Harry is smiling from side to side.

"Oh my god! Great!" Mac jumps up and kisses Harry, then begins hugging him. "That's amazing! What's the job?" Harry goes silent for just a second, trying to figure out what to say.

He can't tell him he got a job as an Auror. He still hasn't even told him about being a wizard, if he ever will. His mind circulates over and over thinking about the most rational response. Then it clicks.

"An assistant. It doesn't pay much, but it will give me a chance to get to know people and move higher up later on."

"That's fantastic! I'm so happy for you!" They kiss again. "Let me help you celebrate." Mac puts his hand down Harry's underwear.

"Wait! We have plenty of time for that later. I want to do something else instead right now."

"What?"

"Brunch. I've heard a lot about it but we've never been awake so early on a Sunday before. It's an American staple. I've always wanted to try it."

"Of course! But that doesn't start for a couple of hours…"

"Oh… Well then…" Harry gets on top of Mac and grips his pecs. "Let's waste some time."

THAT NIGHT…

"Hey! Where've you been?" Harry asks Mac as he walks through the apartment door.

"I've been planning something."

"Planning what?" Mac sits Harry down on the couch and sits next to him.

"A trip. You, me, and a cabin by a beautiful lake."

"Really? Why?"

"Well we don't get to spend as much as I'd wish because of my job, and now that you're going to start a new job in two weeks, we might not be able to see each other as much."

"That's amazing. You know that, right? You are amazing!" They kiss.

"I may have heard that once or twice."

"God the things I will do to you in a cabin with no one nearby."

"Oh… really? Well, we leave Saturday morning. It's a three hours drive."

"I can't wait."

"Well if this is going to happen I'm going to need to get to work on time tomorrow and rest of the week so my boss lets me take off a whole week."

"Fine. But I'll be thinking about you while I'm in my room tonight."

"I hope you do." They kiss before Mac leaves.

Harry goes into the bedroom and pulls up a photo of Mac on his phone. He takes his pants off and begins massaging his penis with his other hand. As he gets hard he grips his penis tightly and begins massaging it.

"Oh…" Harry moans slightly as he stares at Mac's beautiful head of hair. "Shit!" Harry almost shouts when he starts getting a call from Collin, his face appearing on his screen.

Harry doesn't answer, nor does he stop masturbating. He continues looking at the picture of Collin. He admires his eyes that shine in the photo. And that head of hair, it is perfectly sculpted. Harry doesn't know why he doesn't stop masturbating, but he can't. He imagines himself kissing Collin, and just then he misses the phone call and Mac appears back on his phone. A knock on his door makes Harry jump out of his bones. He jumps out of the bed, wiping the pre-cum from the tip of his penis and puts his pants back on. He moves his penis around so he doesn't show a bulge, then runs to the door.

"Coming!" Harry yells on his way there. "Collin?" Harry answers the door to Collin, whose hair is all messy and eyes are red and puffy, tears streaming down his face. "What's wrong? Come in." He guides Collin to the couch.

"My… my… my boyfriend just ended it with me!"

"Oh… I'm so sorry…"

"And on the same day, my car gets stolen!" Collin begins crying loudly, tears going down his face.

"It's okay." Harry lets Collin's head on his shoulder. "Everything will be okay." Harry puts his hand on the back of Collin's head, feeling the soft hair he was just admiring.

"No, it won't! I've got nothing! I've got no one!"

"That's not true… I've met your friends…"

"They aren't real friends. We party together and use each other to get what we need, that's all." Collin moves his head up, looking Harry right in the eyes.

"I'm your friend though. I'm your real friend. Aren't I?"

"I guess…" He starts looking down.

"No!" Harry lifts Collin's chin up, staring at him in his eyes. "We are real friends and I will be here for you through anything and everything."

"Thanks…" Collin moves forward and begins kissing Harry.

Their lips smack into each other like fireworks. Though he doesn't mean to do it, Harry kisses back. Collin's tongue slides into Harry's mouth, and though he knows its wrong, something in him lets it happen. Harry's hands slide into Collin's hair, gripping it. Collin moves his hands onto Harry's lap, slowly sliding one hand onto Harry's already hard penis under his pants.

"No!" Harry shouts as he pushes Collin back to the other side of the couch and stands up. "No! No. No. No. No. No." Harry runs his hands through his hair.

"What's wrong?" Collin stands up and moves up to Harry, but Harry steps around the counter to put distance between the two of them.

"I have a… I have Mac. I love him! He's my…" Harry puts his head on the counter, frustrated with himself.

"It's okay… he doesn't have to know." Collin puts his hand on Harry's.

"No!" Harry shouts. "Leave! Leave now!" He steps further away.

"Hare?"

"My name's Harry, not Hare!" He can't stop yelling. "Leave!" Collin finally gets the hint and walks out of his apartment.

Harry stands there, looking in the abyss and thinking about everything. The time when he first met Mac goes through his mind. Then the rest of their relationship goes through his brain like a slideshow. Harry takes a seat on the floor in the corner of the room, his hands on his head, pulling on his hair.

"Fuck…"