"I'm gonna head up." It wasn't exactly the first time he'd been at an awkward family dinner than ended in pain and upset. He just didn't want to see it on Sam's face. "Sorry about the -- the food looked good." He knew he didn't eat much but he had a fry at least. It was just hard to muster up hunger when his boyfriend was being yelled at in Spanish.

Harry headed up and then slowly opened the door, just in case Sam really didn't want him here.

"We don't have to talk about any of that, if you don't want to." Harry wasn't going to push. "But I do want to lie with you - that cool?"