The bottom drops out from under Scorpius' stomach. Not only is James not breaking up with him but he was planning to ask him to move in??? Scorpius can't even fathom how far off course this all went, just because he apparently can't be happy in life without adding drama and angst to every single situation.
"Hang on," Scorpius says. He gets out his own wand, holds his arm out, and starts whispering incantations that sound something like a song. The flesh stitches together, imperfectly but sterile and enough to ease the flow of blood. He winces and makes faces while he does it - it isn't pleasant to have to do this kind of thing himself - but once it's done, he relaxes visibly and leans in to butt his forehead to James' shoulder. "You said we need to talk. That's, like, Breakup 101, James."
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"Hang on," Scorpius says. He gets out his own wand, holds his arm out, and starts whispering incantations that sound something like a song. The flesh stitches together, imperfectly but sterile and enough to ease the flow of blood. He winces and makes faces while he does it - it isn't pleasant to have to do this kind of thing himself - but once it's done, he relaxes visibly and leans in to butt his forehead to James' shoulder. "You said we need to talk. That's, like, Breakup 101, James."