Muggle Mess

by Sirius_is_emo

Summary:

Hogwarts are doing a test where two students go off campus for the 3 months of summer holiday and are locked in a house together to see if they can manage to live like muggles. Guess who are chosen??

Notes:

I hope you enjoy this because it’s a lot of fun to write.

I’m gonna make this short bacause I don’t want to babble.

All these characters belong to JK Rowling

(We do not support her here)

We do not condone lily slander. Ever. She is a queen, so act like it. But we do encourage Dumblewhore and Snivellus slander.

I am British so that’s where this is going to be set. (So basically the canon)

I will be writing with mostly speech because I personally don’t like to read all those meaningless paragraphs. And it’s my fic so I can do what I want.

I’m a bad writer. Get over it.

TW: none. But there will be swearing so if you’re not comfortable with that - which is completely valid - then I suggest you don’t read this.

Chapter 1: The Pulling

Notes:

TW: Dark humour - like jokes about people offing themselves.

In care it’s confusing the povs are just: Regulus then James.

 

“James Potter!” Called out Dumbledore, reading off a small slip of cream coloured parchment.

 

Of course Potter was chosen.

 

Regulus was sitting at the end of the Slytherin table, currently questioning wether or not the teachers of this school were actual idiots. 

They were doing a test. Two students would be chosen, by the pulling of names, to become muggles over the summer and see how they could handle it.

 

The two students would be place in the house just off Hogsmade, and would be locked in it for the entire three months of summer holiday.

 

Food would be magically transported there at any time it run low, and although the people who were chosen had to prepare the meals themselves, being magically transported food doesn’t seem to mugglish. But hey. What did Regulus know?

 

”…and Regulus Black.” Dumbledore announced after pulling out of the second slip of paper. 

no fucking way.

 

No.

 

No.

 

Regulus was only just able to keep his face neutral. He wanted to go over and smashed a plate over Potters head for even existing.

 

No why would he spend three months alone in a house with James Potter. He might just kill him.

 

”Mr Potter and Mr Black meet tomorrow after breakfast outside the great Hall so that Professor McGonagall may escort you to the muggle house.”

 

Of course he wouldn’t take them himself. God forbid he ever have to lift a finger.

 

Regulus ate the rest of his dinner in silence. If he was being honest, that’s what he did at every meal.

 

After dinner Regulus immediately went back up to his dorm and got into bed. If he was going to have to survive Potter but the next three months of his life he was going to have to get a good nights sleep tonight.

 

The next morning Regulus got up, showered and got dressed as quick as he could refusing to think about the three months ahead of him. 

This was bullshit. 

Out of all the people at Hogwarts Regulus just had to be the one to be chosen. 

Of course he was. But at the very least it got him away from Grimauld Place. And his parents. But why, why did it have to be James Potter that he had to live with for the next few months.

 

why not a nice Ravenclaw? Regulus would be fine with a nice Ravenclaw. 

Regulus went down to the great hall and ate his breakfast in his usual silence but clearly his annoyance showed on his face because Barty and Evan were looking at him like he just might pick up a fork and stab them in the eye.

 

And to be honest, he was going to if they kept looking at him like that. 

“What?” Regulus finally snapped. 

 

It was Barty that was brave enough to actually speak up, “Mate you look like you’re about to turn everyone in this hall into slugs, then use them in a potion, that you’re going to force feed to their mothers.” 

 

“Wow that was surprisingly accurate.” Evan mumbled from beside him. 

 

Obviously Evan would agree. He just wants to fuck, or get fucked by,  Barty. And he said as much. 

 

“Shut up, you just want Barty to fuck you.” He grumbled, stabbing a piece of pancake with his fork. 

 

“Aww, Evan I’ll fuck you if you want.” He Barty cooed, patting Evans cheek. 

“Shut up.” Evan huffed, shoving Bartys hand off his face. Regulus sighed. They were definitely one-hundred-percent going to fuck some day. 

 

Regulus ate the rest of his meal listening to the shenanigans of him two - very gay - best friends. 

By the end of breakfast Regulus was dreading this more than ever. He saw James from across the hall hugging all his friends, probably goodbyes, and get up, walking out the doors of the great hall. 

 

“Welp, wish me luck guys.” Regulus said standing up. 

 

“Have fun with four eyes, see you after summer.” Barty stood up and lent across the table giving him an over-exaggerated kiss on the head.

 

“Be safe, don’t do drugs.” Evan said also smacking a big kiss on Regulus’ head. 

 

“I hate you guys.” Regulus grumbled before he started his way out of the great hall. 

 

He took a deep breath, before opening the grand oak double doors of the great hall. Pushing the doors open he was met by the sight of James chattering at Professor McGonagall, while she stood there an exasperated look on her face. 

 

“Oh amazing, Mr Black your here.” She said seemingly relaxing a bit. Good for her. Regulus has to deal with him for the next three fucking months.

 

 

He might just jump off the astronomy tower. 

 

“Yay, hi Reg! Now let’s go Minnie!” James beamed 

 

“Alright boys, follow me.” The professor instructed, strutting off to the entry doors, without looking back to see if they where following.

 

Both boys follow her, with a bounce in his step Potter followed after her like a lost puppy. 

 

Regulus huffed in frustration before solemnly following. He didn’t want to do this. But it’s better than Grimmauld place, he supposed. 

 

One they got out of the gates to the Hogwarts grounds Minerva instructed them to both take one of her arms and apparated to the garden of the muggle house. 

 

As Regulus looked at the quaint little house he felt like smiling. He didn’t though. Regulus had always wanted to live in a small house. His whole life he has lived in a big, cold and empty house. Not home. House. He likes this house, it looks cozy. 

 

Professor McGonagall led them through the front door and into the house, she walked through the house pointing at doors, “Bedroom, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room.” She recited. “I trust you two will be able to decide on who gets which room.” 

 

They both nod. 

 

McGonagall puts out her hand in front of them, “No wands. You’ll get them back at the end of the summer.” Both regulus and Potter place their wands in their hands. Potter planting an exaggerated kiss on his first “You are allowed in the garden, no further.” and with that she walked out of the front door and likely apparated back to Hogwarts. 

 

“Soo….. which rooms should we both get” Potter asked, that annoying smirk plastered on his face. 

 

“Well I get the bigger one.” Regulus replies walking over to the bedroom doors which where placed facing each other. 

 

He opened one of the doors peering in at the room. It was a decent size, a bed placed on the wall opposite the door, bedside tables either side of the bed, a chest of draws on the wall to the left with a full length mirror placed next to it. 

 

He moved back into the hall and opened the other door, revealing an exact replica of the other room. 

 

Potter looked over his shoulder looking into the room with him. “Looks like the same.” 

 

“yes they are. Which one do you want?” Regulus asked. He wasn’t trying to be nice, he just couldn’t decide which one he wanted and didn’t want to overwhelm himself. 

 

“Ok ok wait,” he went back into the hall, followed by regulus, “Remus taught me this trick, eeny,” he started, pointing at one of the doors, “meeny,” He pointed at the other door, “miny mo catch a fish by its toe if it wriggles let it go, eeny, meeny, miny, mo, O-U-T spells out.” He said ending up pointing at the door on the right. “So I get this one.” He smiles, pointing to the left room. 

 

“merlin you’re weird.” Regulus picked up his trunk and retreating in his new room to start unpacking. 

 

He gets about five minutes in before his door bursts open and James Potter comes bustling in. “Go away Potter.” 

 

“Oh come on Reg, you’re going to have to learn to like me if we’re going to live together for the next 3 months.”

 

”Regulus.” He corrected not looking up from the top he was folding. 

 

“Alright Regulus why are you’re parents even letting you do this?” Potter asks “I would have thought they would throw a hissy fit about you having anything to do with the muggle life.” 

 

It was true. They hated it but the had things to do over the summer. Things that involve dark magic. Regulus would rather not question it.

 

“They had things to do and didn’t want me there.” He admits, what’s the point in lying? He doesn’t care enough to. 

 

“Right.” James huffs “So they didn’t have a sudden epiphany, realising that they’re big broken hairbrushes and muggles aren’t so bad?”

 

At that Regulus has to hold in a laugh, because Jesus Christ. Broken Hairbrushes? What the fuck. What kind of insult is that?

 

“I guess not.”

 

 

~•~

 

Regulus gets up from where he was previously sitting on his bed folding clothes and moves over to his trunk, bending over to get something out. 

 

James openly stares at his ass, like It’s not like Regulus will see him, he had his back turned. He has a really nice ass.

 

James knew that he found Regulus attractive, and he had since his 4th year, Regulus’ 3rd. Slytherin had just finished their practice and Griffindoor where just about to start theirs. James had bees walking into the changing room and was met with a very sweaty, very hot, boy. Regulus. He was still breathing heavy from his practice, and fuck did he look good in his quidditch uniform. 

 

Needless to say that had done things to James.

 

He obviously never did anything about his little crush other than observe from afar, because what was he supposed to do?

 

1) That’s Sirius’ brother

2) Regulus hates his guts. 

 

So James was just going to sit back and observe.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2: Washing

Summary:

They find a washing machine

Notes:

Hi, sorry it took so long to update, a lot has been happening.

I accidentally broke my sisters arm and then my Aunty came over and called me and all of my siblings unthoughtful bastards. Including my little sister (WHO IS 11)

Then my mum went off at her and she stormed out the house. She did all this because we where playing a game and we where all being competitive saying shit like “you’re gonna loose” “we’ll win” “you’re terrible at this and all that (keep in mind we where saying this to each other not her) and she had a did that. Like we weren’t even saying anything to her 😭😭

Keep in mind that she’s 52.

Anyways… I hope you like this chapter ❤️

~•~

James

 

James woke up excited for the day, he had decided that he was going to have to be friends with Regulus. He was sharing a house with him for the whole summer, so it would probably be best. Besides, you can never have to many friends, and the only friends that Regulus seems to have are those gits Barty and Evan and of course lovely Pandora.

 

Which he’ll admit, had surprised him a little. Slytherins weren’t usually accepting and even the so called ‘nice’ people where mean to Pandora. (Obviously James wasn’t.) 

 

People had learned to stop bullying her because if anyone ever said a word against her, they would be hexed by either Regulus, Barty or Evan.

 

James smiled to himself as he hopped out of bed, still in his pj’s and went to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and washed his face, then went through to the kitchen and grabbing a pack of crisps from the cupboard. He couldn’t be asked to figure out how to cook this early in the morning. 

 

He made his way to the living room, opening the bag of crisps and collapsing onto the sofa next to a reading Regulus. He was sat on the other side of the sofa from James, curled up to the arm of it, with a book in his lap, his eyes travelling rapidly across the page. He looked cute like that. 

 

“Potter, don’t get any crumbs on the sofa or I’ll drown you.” Regulus’ cold voice snapped James out of his trance. He didn’t even look up from his book. How charming. 

 

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” James smirked. “So what you reading?” 

 

“None of your business.” Regulus snaps back, still refusing to look up. He looked sweet with his hair all messy -not messy, just less perfect than usual- he was wearing a Slytherin jumper with some black and green plaid pyjama bottoms. He was wearing his rings as usual. those rings drive him fucking crazy. Who’s hands can be that hot? Why did they look so good with the silver wrapped around them? Why? 

 

James sighs, then leans forward to yank the book out of Regulus’ loose grip. “Potter give that back.” Regulus sighs. 

 

James flipped the book, to reveal the cover reading the title Red, white and royal blue. 

 

“Remus has this book.” James states, smiling at the fact that Regulus reads muggle books. 

 

“He does?” Regulus asked sounding shocked, before muttering sourly about James loosing his page. 

 

“Yeah, what’s it about? I recon I should read it if everyone I know likes it.” James grins flipping the book back over to the the blurb.

 

“Yeah no, i doubt its your type of book.” Regulus goes snatches the book back snarling at James when he moves it out of reach, above his head. “Potter, give me my book back.” 

 

“Hmmm, no.” James smirks, tapping his chin, as if in thought with his free hand. Regulus sighs, shuffling over to James’ side of the sofa and kneeling up. He reaches up to grab the book but James moved it, putting it over the arm of the sofa. 

 

“Potter you are infuriating.” Regulus glares, reaching across James to get his book, holding onto James’ thigh with one hand for support. Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. Regulus Black is touching his thigh. With his gorgeous, gorgeous hands. James was going to faint. Genuinely going to curl up and die. Regulus snatched the book back while James was…. Otherwise distracted. 

 

Regulus leans back, taking his hand off James’ thigh. He misses it. 

 

Regulus gets up and starts walking away, naturally James follows. “Where are we going?” He asks trailing behind Regulus like a lost puppy. 

 

“For merlins sake Potter, go away.” Regulus replies, walking down the hall, opening multiple doors. Once he opens the 4th one he pauses. “What in Salazars name is that?” He asks.

 

James peeks round the door, standing beside Regulus. “Oh, that’s a washing machine. You use it to wash clothes. And that’s a dryer, you use it to dry you’re clothes after you’ve washed them.” He replies. His dad had an obsession with muggle stuff and he once brought home a washer and dryer. He was so excited about them that he told James all about them. He misses his dad. He misses his mum to. 

 

“Oh… how do they work?” 

 

“I don’t know exactly, but it should be pretty easy right?” James walks into the room, crouching down to look at all the buttons. “Uhhh this says all the stuff on it like there’s Rinse there’s rinse and spin self explanatory really.” 

 

Regulus comes over and sits next to him, crossing him legs. “Well, do you have anything to wash then?” 

 

“I do actually, the clothes I was wearing yesterday. I spilled tea all over them.” James replies turning to look at Regulus, who is still looking at all the buttons. Merlin he’s gorgeous. 

 

“Well go get them then.” Regulus says turning to look at James. 

 

“Yeah, yeah I’m going.” James gets up and runs to his room and grabbed his clothes. He arrived back in the room, out of breath from running. “Budge out from in front of it, I need to open it.” 

 

Regulus moved from in front of it and goes to sit, cross legged, on top of a cabinet. James opens the little door on the front and shoves his clothes in. “Ok there should be some sort of soapy thing around here.” 

 

“Look in the cupboards, idiot.” Regulus suggests. 

 

James looks through all of the cupboards and in the 2nd one he finds a bottle that says Washing Liquid ”I reckon this is it.” James shows the bottle to Regulus. 

 

“Great job, detective.” 

 

James rolls his eyes and starts looking at the washing machine “where do I put it?” He asks. 

 

“I don’t know potter, maybe the place that you can actually pull out.” He snarks, gesturing to the little handle. James rolls his eyes and opens it, poring I the amount of liquid that seems suitable. He nods to himself and clicks the on button. Immediately he gets splashed in the legs by a bunch of water and soap. The floor starts flooding. He turns around to look at Regulus.

 

He’s still sitting on the cabinet, safe and dry. And he’s laughing. He’s laughing. He’s fucking laughing. James is going to die. That sound is making him dizzy. He wants to capture it and keep it forever. 

 

“Potter, you idiot, you didn’t close the door.” He chokes through a laugh. James looks down and sure enough the door to the washer is open. He sighs and starts walking over to where Regulus is sat, still laughing, only to almost slip over. It’s so slippery. Regulus laughs even harder as James starts slowly sliding his feet over to him. 

 

“Stop laughing, it’s not funny.” He grumbles, though he’s grinning. He reaches Regulus and holds onto the counter, either sides of his body to steady himself. 

 

“It is.” He grins. James wants to kiss that grin right off his face. He doesn’t though, because who knows when he’ll get to see it again. 

 

James grins mischievously, he grabs Regulus’ hips. “I think you should come to stand in the water, it’s very lovely.” 

 

“No potter. Don’t you dare.” James chuckles, pulling him off the cabinet. Regulus grabs onto James’ shoulders and wraps his legs around his waist. “Put me back on the counter Potter. Now.” 

 

James laughs, “Never, get off and go into the water.” He tries to shake Regulus off. Regulus only wraps his arms around James tightly and shoves his face in James’ neck. 

 

“I’m not joking, I don’t fancy having soggy socks.” James holds onto Regulus’ waist and starts trying to pull him off. “James. Put me down where it’s dry.” 

 

James freezes what he’s doing. He called him James. His name sounded so fucking good coming out of his mouth. James sighs and carry’s him through to the living room putting him down on the, dry, floor. 

 

“Potter never, and I mean never, do that again.”

 

James chuckles, “Why ever not? I thought it was fun.” He grins. 

 

Regulus gives him a dry look. 

 

James actually liked him. A little more than he probably should but…. oh well?
 

 

 

Notes:

Just to clear things up Red, white and royal blue is a real book and it’s also a queer book. That’s why Regulus was surprised that Remus had it and also said that James wouldn’t like it. I recommend reading it, it’s really good Ngl.

Chapter 3: Hat

Summary:

James makes Regulus wear a hat. (This idea is actually from Nathara on tiktok!!)

Notes:

Thank you all for the comments they're so motivating ngl!!

James smiled. He was unpacking his trunk when he came across a hat. A green hat with a massive pom-pom on top of it. Sirius had bought it for him once as a joke. 

 

Now all the James could think about it was Regulus wearing the hat. He'd look cute. 

 

So naturally James found himself walking across the hall to Regulus' room.

 

Without knocking he threw open the door, Regulus was sat on his bed, a book in hand. He looked up at James, unimpressed. "Are you so thick that you don't even know how to knock Potter?" He askes, seemingly unbothered.

 

"Shhhhh, I found you a hat." James explains rushing over to where Regulus was sitting. Regulus looked down at the hat in his hands then back up at James, raising one eyebrow. How did he do that? "Potter, it's the middle of summer." 

 

"Nobody cares. Come here let me put the hat on you." James reaches over from where he's stood next to the bed, trying to put the hat on Regulus.

 

Regulus leans away, glaring at James as he closes his book and puts it down. "No." 

 

"Yes. It's not that hard. Just put it on." James complains, leaning to put it on him again. 

 

Regulus moves away again, "No, go away."

 

James sighs. He climbs onto the bed, pushing Regulus' shoulders down so he's laying on his back. Regulus tries to slap his hands away, "What the fuck, Potter I'm not putting on the hat." He tries to struggle and move but James just climbs on to of him, so that he's straddling his waist. 

 

"Yes you are, now stop moving and let me put the hat on you!" James replies, pinning Regulus' hands down with his knees. He puts the hat on Regulus as he gives up and stops struggling, settling for an unimpressed glare. "See! You look fabulous!!" 

 

"James, get off of me so that I can take this stupid hat off." 

 

"Fine, but only cause you look so cute." He booped Regulus' nose before clambering off of him, very ungracefully.

 

Regulus stands up and pulls the hat off, flattening out his hair again. 

 

"Come on lets go make food!!" James exclaims, grabbing onto Regulus' wrist and pulling him through to the kitchen. Once they get there Regulus pulls his hand away, much to James' disappointment. 

 

"Do you even know how to cook, Potter?" Regulus asked giving him a judgmental look.

 

"No, but when I was looking through the cupboards earlier I found a few cook books." James smiles. Regulus sighs as James goes into the cupboard, pulling out a cook book.

 

James flicks through the book while Regulus peers over his shoulder. "Ooh that looks nice and easy." James points out the 'Baguette Pizzas' They're Just baguette, sliced in half with tomato paste, cheese and any other toppings you want. 

 

"Yeah ok," Regulus replies, "I'll get out the baguettes." He opens one of the cupboards and gets on his tippy-toes reaching for the baguettes. Very cute. His jumper rides up and reveals a tattoo. A tattoo? What, since when did he have a tattoo? It's not like James would even know if he was being honest. It was placed on his lower back, directly on his spine, disappearing down his trousers. That's hot. So is this room. Way to hot. James was sweating. He was all hot.

 

"You have a tattoo?" He croaks out. Regulus grabs the baguette and turns to face him, nonchalant, like he hadn't just given James the most uncomfortable boner of his young life. Ok. Think of your mum in a thong. EW. EW. James was never going to be able to get a boner again. 

 

"Oh, yeah. Me, Evan and Barty figured out how to spell them onto ourselves in second year." He replied. "Now are we going to make this or not." 

 

They end up sitting outside on the grass in the garden, under the stars whilst eating their food. They had managed to make it with a lot of "Potter, you're doing it wrong." "No stop." "Ugh let me do it." "You're so bad at this potter" 

 

Was it weird of him to say that he liked it when Regulus was mean to him?

 

Yeah, it was.

 

"Ooh shooting star make a wish!!" James exclaimed excitedly. He closed his eyes Please for the Merlins sake, let him like me back. 

 

"I wish you would stop being so annoying." James chuckled turning to look at Regulus. 

 

"You said it out loud now it wont come true. Do you not know anything?" James teased, gently bumping their shoulders together. 

 

"I'll have you know that I know a lot actually." Regulus grumbled. 

 

"Oh sure you do sweetheart." 

 

"No. Don't call me that." 

 

"Why not!! Pet names are make a lot of people happy you know." James said laying down, Regulus copies him, lying down and turning his head to look at James, James follows his motions so that they're facing each other. inches away. 

 

"People like you, Darling?" Regulus deadpanned. In that moment James felt is whole body malfunctioned as he spluttered in response. 

 

Needless to say, James went to bed ecstatic.

Notes:

I know it's pretty short but oh well

Chapter 4: The shower

Summary:

Reg has a little gay panic. Movie night.

Notes:

Warning:
- Masturbation
- Mention of dead body (It's kind of, blink if you miss it, but yeah.)

 

 

Regulus is panicking. 

 

He was just going about his day, innocent as ever, when he decided that he wanted a snack. So he went into the kitchen to get one.  In the kitchen he was met with James. Fairly normal. They do share a house after all. That's not the problem. The problem is part of the kitchen is only big enough for one person to walk through. When James and Regulus came face to face at that part of the kitchen, James didn't do the normal thing and move back. No.

 

He grabbed Regulus' waist and twirled them around so that they were both on the sides they were meaning to get to. Now Regulus is in his room ten minutes later, still thinking about the feeling of James' hands on his waist. How his fingers dug in slightly. How they came so close when they where switching places. 

 

The biggest problem is that Regulus wants James' hands on him again. Everywhere. James did one innocent little thing and now Regulus is freaking out. 

 

Regulus sighs, getting up from his bed, he can't hide in his room forever, just because he finds James hot.

 

He opens his door and immediately regrets it when he enters the hallway and almost walks into a half naked James. Only a towel hanging loosely around his waist, his messy hair is wet, dripping water droplets onto his bare shoulders, sliding down his abs. Merlin.

 

"Hey Reg, sorry, forgot to bring my clothes in with me." James tells him innocently, like he hasn't just made Regulus have the biggest gay panic of his life. 

 

"Whatever, I'm having a shower now so if you need me, don't." Regulus replies. He really needs a shower. To... sort himself out. 

 

"Okay." James smiles, walking past him and into his room. Regulus sighs then goes into his room, gathers a change of clothes and makes his way to the bathroom. He slowly peels off all of his clothes and turns on the tap, only hopping in when it's warm. 

 

Regulus stares down at himself. He cant believe he's about to do this. He groans, reaching down and wrapping his fingers around himself. He thinks about James. James' abs. His shoulders. His legs. His hands on Regulus' waist. 

 

What would his hands look like wrapped around Regulus? He looks down at his own hand, instead imagining James' hand there. 

 

James has big hands. They could probably fit around his neck. Great now he's imagining James choking him. He bites down on his lip to keep in the moan that's climbing up his throat. He keeps stroking himself and just a few moments later, he's coming undone. In the bathroom. Next door to James. Who he just wanked over. Fuck sake.

 

How is he going to look James in the eye after that? Fuck sake. 

 

***

 

James is sitting in the living room trying to figure out how to work the 'teleevision' He vaguely remembers going round Remus' for part of the summer and him having one of these, but he can't for the life of him remember how to use it.

 

Then Regulus walks in. Regulus with his damp hair. Regulus who is stretching so that his top is riding up revealing about an inch of his pale skin. "Hey Reg." He smiles piking up the remote and turning back to the tv to stop himself from gawking. 

 

"My name is Regulus." He murmurs, then places himself next to James on the sofa, a book in hand. 

 

"You don't by any chance know how to work a tv do you?" James askes jokingly.

 

"Yes, actually." James turns to look at him in shock. Regulus. Knowing how to use a muggle machine. Really? 

 

"Really?" He voices out loud.

 

"Yeah, Barty once thought it would be funny to bring a tv back from his unauthorised trip to a muggle shop and made us figure out how to use it." 

 

"I thought that muggle technology didn't work at Hogwarts." James tells him, eyebrows furrowed.

 

"We found a way." Regulus says, as if he isn't talking about defying the magic of one of the most powerful places in Europe. "Pass me that." He puts a hand out. James immediately does as he asked, placing the remote in his hand. Regulus continued to press a bunch of buttons, making the screen change but James still couldn't tare his eyes away from Regulus and his beautiful nose and eyes and cheeks that had tiny freckles, barely visible and plump rosy lips and- "Have you ever watched anything before?" He asked, interrupting his train of thought.

 

"Uh, yeah, at Remus' house." James replied, regaining his composure. 

 

"Ok so you wont freak out when the tiny people show up on the screen like Evan did?" James almost laughs at the thought of Evan freaking out. He always seems so composed at school. 

 

"No, I wont." James chuckles. 

 

"Good." He murmurs. "We're watching a scary movie." Regulus states, leaving no room for arguments. 

 

"That's ok, I never get scared." James lies. Obviously Regulus can tell that he's lying because he looks away from the tv slowly turning to give James a condescending look.

 

"Sure you don't Potter." He says as if he can see right through James. He probably can. 

 

***

 

Regulus clicks on the movie, trying oh so hard not to look at James. James, the man that he touched himself to, a mere ten minutes ago. 

 

At some point during the start of the movie, the screen gets dark, showing a dimly lit hallway. James, obviously scared, shuffles closer to Regulus until they're pressed up to each other.

 

James puts his arm on the back of the sofa where Regulus' head is. 

 

A few minutes later he -not so discreetly- lets his arm slip off the top of the sofa and curl around Regulus' shoulder. Regulus can't deal with the proximity. He might accidentally turn around to straddle James and do some, not very pure-bloodish, things. 

 

He's about to push James' arm off of him, he is going to. 

 

That is until James nearly jumps out of his skin, seemingly to a jump scare. Regulus has been to busy thinking about James to pay attention. Anyhow, James continues to wrap his other arm around Regulus' neck and tuck up his legs, shoving his face into the crook of Regulus' neck, practically on top of him.

 

Regulus sits stiff, unable to move. "Is it over?" James mumbles from his space in Regulus' shoulder, his breath ghosting over Regulus' neck. This boy is going to be the death of him.

 

Regulus looks up to the screen and sees it cut off the image of the dead body to someone else sitting in a tent. "Yeah. It's over. You can come out now Mr 'I don't get scared'." Regulus teases. 

 

"Shut up. I don't know how you didn't even flinch. It was really scary." I was too busy thinking of you. Regulus doesn't say. 

 

"I'm not a pussy." Regulus does say. James grumbles something about also not being a pussy as he adjusts his position to that he's lying on his side with his head in Regulus' lap. "I am only allowing this because your scared." Regulus mutters. And also because it makes Regulus feel all fluttery and warm. Not that he would ever admit that to any breathing sole, ever. 

 

"Mhm, yeah." 

 

Around twenty minutes later, after thinking about every single, possible outcome that could ever occur, Regulus takes a leap of faith and buries his hands in James' unruly hair. Merlin, its soft for how messy it looks. When Regulus swallows down the nervous lump in his throat he starts massaging James' scalp, earning a happy hum that drives Regulus insane. 

 

He can't believe he is actually doing this. He's supposed to hate James. Merlin's beard, he's in trouble. 

 

The movie ends and Regulus sighs, he moves James' head carefully off of his thighs (He fell asleep about five minutes in to Regulus playing with his hair.) and goes to stand up. Only to be stopped by a hand on his wrist. He looks down to see a very sleepy looking James, "Stay." He demands, pulling Regulus' wrist.

 

"Potter, I have to go to bed." He states simply.  

 

"Stay." James repeats, seemingly deciding to ignore Regulus' previous words. 

 

How could anyone deny this boy anything? Regulus thinks as he sighs, making James budge up so that he could lay on his side, next to him. James sighs contently, shutting his eyes with a pleased smile on him lips. 

 

Regulus is royally and utterly, fucked.

 

Notes:

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Chapter 5: The phone call

Summary:

Regulus has a phone call.

Notes:

There will be Regulus' side of the phone call at the end if you want to read that to get some things cleared up :)

 

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James wakes up laying next to something warm, he snuggles closer to the source of heat, opening his eyes in a sleepy daze. Regulus. Regulus was laying, asleep next to him. He was laying on his side facing James, his lips slightly parted, eyelashes fluttering on his cheeks, smooth hair falling over his face. James reaches forward, pushing a strand of hair out of his face and behind his ear. 

 

One of Regulus' eyes opens as he scowls at James. He looks so pretty when he does that. "Morning." James chuckles. 

 

"Shut up. It's too early." He grumbles, closing his eye again. James smiles softly and looks over Regulus' head to see the clock on the wall. 

 

"Reg, it's nine." James grins when Regulus opens his eyes again, his hair once more falling in his face. Regulus narrows his eyes at the hair blowing it off his face. "Your hair seems to be really annoying you huh?" 

 

"It's the price I have to pay to looks fabulous." Regulus sits up, rubbing at his eyes. And oh if that is not the cutest thing that James has seen in his entire life. "Shit, I have to call pandora." He groans, rubbing his face with his hands. "She gave me her number and walked me through how to use a phone before I left." Regulus adds, seemingly noticing James' questioning looks.

 

For a prejudice pureblood, he sure knows how to use a lot of muggle technology.

 

"How does Pandora know how to use phones? Isn't she a pureblood?" He asked, following Regulus into his room where he pulled a piece of paper from his trunk with an assortment of numbers on it. 

 

Regulus nods, heading back out of his room, "Yeah she is but her mum is really obsessed with muggle stuff and likes to teach Pandora about it." He walks over to where the phone was placed near the kitchen. 

 

"For the heir of the most ancient and noble house of Black you sure do have a lot of friends who like muggle things." James smirks, crossing his arms and leaning his shoulder on a wall near Regulus. 

 

Regulus looks up from the phone, a scowl on his face, "I like muggle things to." He states simply, James gapes at him, trying to splutter out a reply, to no avail. "You didn't know that?" James shakes his head vigorously. Regulus hums "Well I do. I find muggles interesting. I'm friends with many muggleborns to."

 

"What?!" James practically yells. 

 

"Yeah, me and Evans are pretty good friends. Me, her and Lupin have a study group together. You didn't know?" Regulus says casually, as if James hadn't thought that Regulus was a prejudice cunt his entire life and was now being prove extremely wrong. 

 

"Moony to? You study with Moony and he didn't tell us?" James squarks, raising both his eyebrows. 

 

"He probably didn't want my brother to murder him. What you're surprised that I hang out with Muggle borns, Half-bloods and half-breeds?" Regulus asks, peering up at James, one eyebrow raised. James' eyes widen as he splutters about half breeds and no one was half breeds, saying he doesn't know what Regulus is talking about. "Calm down Potter, I've known that Lupin was a werewolf since my second year." He rolls his eyes. 

 

"And- and you're ok w-with it?"

 

"Well it doesn't directly effect me so no. I literally could not care less. I told Lupin as much. Now go away, I'm trying to call Dora." Regulus replies. James nods and walks back to his room in a daze.

 

Regulus doesn't care? He likes muggles and muggleborns and he's ok with half-breeds. So he's not a horrific person? 

 

James is confused. Obviously he always knew that Regulus wasn't like his parents, he just assumed that his parents had manipulated him into thinking that muggles and such were bad news. 

 

They probably tried, just how they did with Sirius, but Sirius had always been open about how he did not, under any circumstances, agree with his parents horrible beliefs. James had always thought that Regulus had been abused so badly that he was tricked into agreeing with them. Apparently he shouldn't doubt Regulus as much as he does. 

 

He still needs to talk to Remus about the fact that he and Regulus study together.

 

Regulus is right. Sirius would loose his shit if he found out.

 

James goes back out, once he's gathered his thoughts, to 'look outside' but in reality he knew he was just going to snoop in on what Regulus was talking about with his friends. James hears a quite voice as he approaches, growing louder the closer he got. He couldn't hear Pandoras side of the conversation but he can make do.

 

"-So fit I swear to Merlin." James heard the end of Regulus' sentence, and oh.

 

"Yes. I know, Dorcas would be over the moon. But I am not going to tell her." Oh. That should not hurt as much as it does.

 

"No panda. I love her but this is one thing that we're not going to tell her. Or anyone for that matter." He loves her. That's ok. James is one hundred percent completely fine. James doesn't even like like Regulus. It's just a silly little crush and he'll get over it.

 

"Really?" There was a pause. "Ok. Bye Dory."

 

James needed to leave. Regulus could not know that he was there. James speed walks back to his bed room and sits down on his bed, sniffling. Willing for the tears in his eyes to disappear. He had no right to be upset. He didn't even know Regulus properly. 

 

And no. The times he would watch Regulus practice quidditch, admiring the way he moved, did not count as knowing him.

 

And no. All the time he spent studying Regulus' name on the map, learning the patterns of where he want each day, did not count as knowing him.

 

And no. Watching Regulus in the great hall, chatting with his friends, occasionally letting a grin slip, rolling his eyes and looking gorgeous, did not count as knowing him.

 

The reality of the situation was that, James didn't know him. Regulus was straight, and James was pathetic. He needed fresh air. 

 

Regulus had probably gone back to his room by now so James could make a bee line for the back door and go out into the garden.

 

And that's what he did. The fresh air had always relaxed him. His father used to take him outside to look for insects or study the plants and flowers when he would get a bit to worked up over something. Children where always excitable. James had grown up more so. When his parents had gotten him looked at it turned out he has something called ADHD. He had always hated it. How he could never focus on one thing for a long period of time. How easily he got distracted. How people often called him 'too much' or 'to excited' his parents had never had a problem with it. Any time he felt like he needed to say ten things at once, his dad would just take him outside to gather his thoughts. 

 

He missed his parents. A lot. He wished he could write to them. He hasn't seen them all year. Then on top of that, he doesn't get to see them this summer. He's going to have to wait until the next winter holidays. 

 

The garden is less like a garden and more like a forest. It is massive. Probably because this is the only outside world they are going to see for the next few months. There is a big field, which Pads would want to play fetch in if he was here. The field leads on to a woodland area which is a bit like a forest. So naturally, he went in.

 

Around five minutes into his walk he's met with a lake of sorts. It's not to big and the water is extremely clear. He grins. This could be fun. But he needs Regulus to have fun. He'll just have to shove the Dorcas thing deep down and   forget about it. Great. He could do that. 

 

He runs back to the house and opens Regulus' bedroom door, out of breath from the running. "I was just out in the garden-"

 

"I was wondering why it was so quite."

 

James ignores him. "I found a lake. You are coming swimming with me. Right now."

 

Regulus' eyes widen. "No the fuck I am not."

 

"Yes you are. Now got into swim stuff and meet me in the kitchen because if you don't do it yourself then I'll carry you out to the lake." James tells him, still grinning widely.

 

"Whatever." Regulus scoffs rolling his eyes. 

Notes:

Reggie's side of the phone conversation.

P - Hello?

R - Hey Panda, it's Regulus. Am I using this thing right?

P - You're doing just fine. How are things there?

R - Oh Merlin *Groan*

P - It can't be that bad Regulus. I'm sure Potter's not so horrible. Go into the garden, you might be able to find some pixies!

R - It's not that.

P - What is it?

R - It's just.... He's so fit I swear to Merlin.

P - Oh my.... you have a crush on Potter.
P - Oh, Dorcas would find this hilarious!

R - Yes. I know, Dorcas would be over the moon. But I am not going to tell her.

P - Oh but it would be hilarious.

R - No panda. I love her but this is one thing that we're not going to tell her. Or anyone for that matter.

P - Fineeee. Did you know that Lily Evans is going to be coming to my home this summer?

R - Really?

P - Yep. I need to go tidy my room and get rid of all the nargles.

R - Ok. Bye Dory.

P - Love you, byeee!!

 

This one is short but that's only because I'm posting another one soon. Sorry I haven't been updating, it's cause I've been updating my other like, 6 unfinished fics D:

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Chapter 6: Swimming and Tattoos

Summary:

Swimming :D

Very fluffy chapter for you today because I love you <33

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Regulus came out of his bedroom with swim shorts and a top on. He has nice legs. They're pale and his thighs are really nice an-

 

"-Otter, Potter!" James snapped his head up to look at Regulus and plastered a grin on his face. 

 

"Yeah?"

 

"You going to show me where this lake is or are you going to stand here staring at me for the rest of the day?" Regulus asked, tilting his head in a very cute way if you ask James.

 

"Wha- I wasn't- uh... ok lets just go." James grabbed Regulus' wrist and started pulling his outside, it was sunny and warm, perfect for a swim. James smiled to himself when Regulus didn't pull his arm away, letting James lead him through the trees and into the clearing where the sun was shining onto the water. "Cool right?" 

 

Regulus hummed, peering at the clear water sceptically. "Do I really have to go in there?"

 

"Obviously." James scoffed, letting go of Regulus' hand and pulling his top off. "Come on! Swimming is fun. Watch this!" James ran over to the water and jumped in, knees tucked to his chest, making the still water splash and ripple. "Come on Reggie? Are you scared?" James teased, floating in the water and peering up at Regulus.

 

Regulus rolled his eyes and glared at James. "No I am not scared, this is just stupid." 

 

"Ahhh I know what it is. You can't swim."

 

"Obviously I can swim Potter. I'm not stupid."

 

"Then get in."

 

"No."

 

"Yes."

 

"No."

 

"Yes."

 

"No."

 

"Yes."

 

"No."

 

"Ye-"

 

"Ok, fine!" Regulus exclaimed, mumbling something under his breath that distinctly sounded like French. He tugged his top off and tossed it on the ground and holy shit. Regulus' waist is just as pale as the rest of him. He's more muscular than you would expect too, though he is a quidditch player. There's a delicate curve where his waist meets his hips. There is no other was to describe it than slutty. Really fucking slutty. It's all to overwhelming all together. What with is smooth skin and his waist and his soft hair and his thighs. His thighs. James wouldn't mind his head being crushed in between them. No. James stop it. He is your best friends little brother. Don't think like that.

 

Regulus approached the edge of the water slowly. "How the fuck am I supposed to get in."

 

"Jump in you idiot." James laughed.

 

"I am not jumping in like a child, Potter." Regulus sneered.

 

"Why not? it's fun!"

 

Regulus sighed and sat down on the edge, putting his feet in the water and bracing his hands on the side, about to get in. But that's no fun. James swam under the water and grabbed Regulus' leg, pulling him in. Regulus went under with a splash then bobbed right back up. He kicked his legs in the water, keeping him afloat, and wiped his eyes adorably. "You fucking prick." 

 

Before James could say anything, Regulus was jumping at him. He grabbed onto James' shoulders and pushed him under. James laughed under the water. He knew Regulus wouldn't let him drown. He grabbed that waist that he loved so much and pushed himself to the surface, holding Regulus at an arms length. Regulus was grinning at him. Actually smiling. And Merlin, James hasn't seen Regulus genuinely smile since the younger boys second year. His smile is fucking gorgeous. James might be bias but that is the prettiest smile he has ever seen.

 

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Regulus was happy. Truly, genuinely happy. However, if James keeps his hands on Regulus' waist much longer he might die. Evaporate. Be gone. 

 

James swam them over to a shallower part of the water, not letting go of Regulus and stood up. He took his hands off Regulus to wipe his wet hair out of his face. "You know what. This is unfair. I still can't stand up."

 

James chuckled, "Not my fault you're so short. What are you 5'6?"

 

Regulus scowled at him. "I'm 5'7. You're a fucking lamp post."

 

"I'm 6'1. That's average! You're the weird one here. At least I'm not 6'5 like Moony." He's right. Lupin is freakishly tall. Regulus would have to look straight up if he were to talk to him. 

 

"Well, my legs are tired so, fuck you and your tall ass." Regulus scoffed.

 

"Well I'll just hold you then. Simple." Then James did something that made Regulus almost spontaneously combust. He grabbed his hips. Not his waist. His hips. There is a difference. The hips are lower down which means that the tips of James' fingers are practically touching his arse. Sure not the actual arse but it's definitely  close enough.

 

James pulls him close and dips him under the water quickly. Regulus' hair isn't long. But it is by no means short and when in the water, his curls come undone, making his hair longer. So when James pulls him back up, his hair is falling straight over his eyes. "I can't see shit." 

 

They spend around an hour there, splashing, laughing, James doing flips into the water and showing off, Regulus rolling his eyes and James grinning like a goon. They do eventually head back because they're starting to get cold and their skin is pruning.

 

When they get back, Regulus showers, goes into his room and gets changed into some plaid pyjama bottoms and a long black band top that he stole from Sirius when he left it behind once he had run away to the Potters. If his mother could see him, wearing pyjamas during the day, he'd surely get a slap across the face. He gets about twenty pages into his book when there's a knock on the door. Regulus sighs, putting his book down. He's given up on the concept of quiet by now. "What?" 

 

James takes that as an invitation to enter his room, coming in and sitting on the end of Regulus' bed.

 

"You know how you have that tattoo?" He asks. 

 

"No, I'm just unaware of it's existence." Regulus rolls his eyes. "What about it?"

 

"Well could you maybe give me one? Please?" James smiled sweetly at him. Who is he to say no to doe eyes like that? Besides, if he does it then that means he gets to put his hands on James. Merlin, when did he become this pathetic? 

 

"Ok, fine, but only because I'm bored." Regulus sighs.

 

James grins and nods enthusiastically. "Okay! Thank you, what do I do?"

 

"Lay down." Regulus instructs, getting off his bed. He walks back over to his bed, where James, is in fact. laying down. He gazes down at him. James' hair is spread around his head, on the pillow like a halo, messy as ever and he looks positively angelic. "Where d'you want it?"

 

"Here." James says, pulling his top down to reveal his collar bone. "Can you do... antlers? Small though." Regulus raises an eyebrow. "It's an inside joke."

 

Regulus hums.

 

 

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"Okay. Take your top off." Regulus says. James grins, pulling his red top over his head and throwing it to the foot of the bed. Regulus sits next to him on the bed. "I need to get the right angle." 

 

James knows the right angle. He grabs Regulus' waist, lifting him right into the air - He's really light. - and placing him on top James. One leg either sides of his hips so that Regulus is straddling him. He makes a surprised noise then looks up at James, scowling and narrowing his eyes. James just smiles back innocently. Regulus rolls his eyes mumbling something under his breath. Probably French again. 

 

"This is going to hurt." He warns James before murmuring a quick 'Talisman' under his breath and placing his hand on James' collar bone. James hisses. It does hurt. He can handle it but it's still not great. He reflexively grabs Regulus' hips, squeezing as if it would take the pain away. Regulus doesn't say anything so James keeps his hands on his hips. 

 

It makes the pain a lot more bearable when James takes a moment to appreciate the fact that he has a gorgeous boy straddling him, his hair falling around his face as he chews on his bottom lip in concentration. Around twenty minutes later, Regulus sits up to admire his work. James notices when his eyes flicker away from the tattoo and down to his abs. 

 

"Okay, that's that done." Regulus climbs off of James' lap, much to his disappointment. James gets up off the bed and goes to a mirror, looking at the tattoo on his collar bone. He grins at the reflection of his new tattoo. It's perfect.

 

He turns around and wraps Regulus in a hug, lifting him clear off his feet and spinning him around. "I love it! You're amazing."

 

"I know. Stop hugging me." Regulus replies putting a hand over James' face and pushing him away. "Now go make me food." 

 

James goon grins at the boy in front of him. 

 

How can someone be so perfect? 

 

How?

 

 

 

Notes:

Sorry this took so long my baby's!!! I've just been really unmotivated but I couldn't let you guys down so here you gooooo!!!

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Chapter 7: Breakfast and Games.

Summary:

What the title said.

 

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Regulus was woken up by a loud bang and a mumbled 'fuck' coming from the kitchen. Stupid Potter. He was probably messing around with things he knows nothing about. Regulus went back to sleep. 

 

"-gulus! Reg, Reggie!" Regulus was awoken again, not much later, to the voice of Potter. He groaned, rolling onto his back and covering his eyes with his arm. Why did Potter the need to wake him up? "Regulus, open your eyes." James coaxed. 

 

"No. S'too bright." Regulus complained, James had probably opened his curtains.

 

Regulus heard James chuckle and had to supress a smile. James' laugh always made him feel a bit weak. "You're a fucking vampire, I swear." James started trying to tug his arm away from his eyes. "Come on love." 

 

"Don't call me that." The name made Regulus' insides flutter, and we couldn't have that now could we? 

 

"I made breakfast." Regulus has never opened his eyes faster before. He is fucking famished. He always gets hungry in the morning. 

 

"What?" Regulus asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes tiredly. Because, what?  Why did James make breakfast?

 

"I made breakfast." James repeated.

 

"Yes, I know that Potter. But why?" Regulus snapped. James didn't look put off, if anything, his grin grew. Idiot. Regulus was being rude to him and he was smiling. Why on earth did he always do that?

 

"Because I wanted to." 

 

Regulus looked James up and down suspiciously, then he looked at the food. Ok Regulus was going to take it. He held his arms out and James - who was still standing by his bed - gave him the tray that had breakfast foods on it and a cup of tea. "Thank you." He mumbled. Because if there was one thing his parents taught him, it was to say please and thank you. They never did it, but they made their sons do it. Not that Sirius ever listened.

 

"Aww, you can be sweet." Regulus glared at James, shoving a bit of egg in his mouth. James sat himself down in the free space next to Regulus, on top of the covers, grinning to himself. "Good?"

 

"Mhm. Did you poison it?" Regulus asked sceptically. 

 

"No, I did not poison it! Have none of your friends ever got you breakfast in bed?" He asked raising his eyebrows. No. They did not. That's not the type of friendship that he had with his group of friends.

 

"No, Evan did throw a piece of toast at me to wake me up once though." The butter wouldn't come out of his hair for ages. He didn't even get to eat the toast. Barty took it right from Regulus' bed and ate it. 

 

James frowned, snatching a piece of bacon from Regulus' plate, causing Regulus to smack his hand. "That's not very nice." He said biting into the bacon.

 

"That's just how out friendship is." 

 

James hums "Oh, I've been wondering, are Rosier and Crouch together?" 

 

"Not yet, but they're getting there." Regulus replied. They really do need to get their act together. It's obvious to everyone that they're practically in love with each other. Even Potter noticed.

 

"And you would be okay with that?" James asked  sheepishly. Regulus turned to look at James, finding the other boy already looking at him, chewing on his bottom lip. He's a lot closed than Regulus thought he would be.

 

"With what?" 

 

"The fact that they're both boys?" Regulus moved his head back a couple inches.

 

Why wouldn't he be okay with it? No matter how mean he is to his friends he still loved them to bits. He would never judge them for being gay or bi or anything of the sort, besides, that would be hypocritical of him. But he is not going to be telling Potter of all people that he's gay. Potter would just tell his brother who would tell Lupin and Pettigrew. Pettigrew is one of the biggest gossips in the school. Regulus swears he and Mary Macdonald have a set gossiping day every week.

 

"I'm not a monster James. Are you okay with that?" He asked, realising that this could very well be a homophobia thing. It better not be because Regulus knows that Sirius is gay. He has since Sirius came home after his first year and would talk about 'Remus Lupin' all day, with stars in his eyes.

 

"What?! Yes, of course I am!"  James exclaimed, looking genuinely taken aback. 

 

"Hm, well, you can never be to sure."

 

"But I would never- I mean... you think that I'm homophobic." James asked unsurely. 

 

No. Regulus didn't think he was homophobic. James could very well be the most accepting person know to human kind. "You never know." He replies, resting his head back on the wall behind him and tilting his head to look at James, who was watching him intently, raking his eyes over Regulus. "What?"

 

"What?" James' eyes snaped up to meet Regulus'.

 

"Why are you staring at me?" He asks, narrowing his eyes.

 

"You really are nothing like your parents." James tells him, eyebrows tugged together.

 

Regulus lets out a startled laugh then quickly clamps a hand over his mouth. Fuck. "I think that's the best compliment that I have ever received." He takes his hand off his mouth, still giggling. What is even so funny about that? He puts his forehead on James' shoulder, still shaking with laughter. James tenses for a moment before chuckling with him.

 

Regulus finishes off the food and goes through to the kitchen, washing up his plate. When he wanders beck into his room Potter is still sat on his bed, looking at him expectantly. "What?"

 

"Do you want to play a game?" James grins at him. 

 

"Depends, what game?" Regulus asked cautiously. Fuck knows with Potter. He's always so random it's genuinely bordering on a problem. 

 

"Don't look so nervous, I found some muggle board and card games and I figured we should have a go at playing them." James told him. He leans back against Regulus' pillows, hands behind his head. How could anyone ever say no to Potter? His eyes sparkled in the light that was coming though the curtain and his smile was absolutely blinding. And Regulus fucking hated himself for thinking that.

 

"Is this why you gave me the breakfast? To butter me up?" Regulus raised an eyebrow teasingly. Since when did he start teasing Potter. It's not like they're friends or anything. No. Regulus is doing this out of the hatred of his heart. He is not at all fond of Potter.

 

"Nope." James says, popping the P. "Although I was hoping that it might help." He winked.

 

Regulus huffed a frustrated sigh. Why did he have to be so charming? "Fine. Only because I'm bored and we're stuck here together." That's not the reason.

 

"Keep telling yourself that." James told him as he excitedly jumped up off the bed and did a little run into the living room. It was rather adorable how excited he was but Regulus would never say that out loud. Regulus followed him through, walking like a normal person. When he makes it through the door to the living room, James is already sat on the floor with a bunch of different boxes sat in front of him. "Ooh look at this one!" Regulus went and sat opposite him.

 

"What one?" Regulus asked. James passed him a pack of cards, it kind of looked like what exploding snap came in. Regulus looked at the cover that said never have I ever. He turned it over to the back to read the instructions. 

 

'The players will take in turn pulling a card and reading out the question written on it. Both players will need to answer with 'I have' if they have done what is said on the card or 'Never' if they have not.' 

 

Regulus sighed, opening up the pack and pulling the cards out. "Come on then." Potter goon grinned at him, moving all of the other boxes from in between them. Regulus placed the cards where the discarded boxes were previously. 

 

"Okay, Okay!! Who's picking up the first card?" James asked, speaking quickly with excitement. Honestly how could it be possible to be that fucking cute? No. No, stay focused Regulus. 

 

"Doesn't make much of a difference to me. We both have to answer anyway." Regulus told him. James, practically bouncing where he sat, reached forward and grabbed a card from the top of the pile.

 

"Never have I ever stood someone up on a date?" James gasped as soon as he read it. "No, never! That would be horrible."

 

"I have." James gave him a look and Regulus felt the ridiculous need to justify himself. "I never even agreed to it. It was a valentines card and in it, it just said 'I'll be waiting at the three broomsticks' even though I wasn't going."

 

"Hm, ok then I guess I can let that slide." James said, eyes still narrowed in suspicion.

 

Regulus rolled his eyes and reached out to grab the next card, once James had put the previous one at the bottom of the pile. "Never have I ever used someone else's toothbrush." Regulus grimaced. "No. Disgusting, but Evan has used mine once. I obviously hexed him for it though." Regulus looks at James to see him adjusting his glasses awkwardly. "Ew, who's toothbrush have you used?!"

 

"Well- I grew up with Peter and once I was round his for a sleepover when I was... I don't know, eight. And- well- I forgot my toothbrush so... and-"

 

"There's more?!" Regulus asked, eyes wide in disgust. 

 

"Mine and Remus' toothbrushes are the same colour!!" James wines, trying to defend it. Regulus isn't having any of it. He tells James to get the next card and shut up. "Never have I ever- oh." James chokes out in surprise then clears his throat and goes back to reading. "Kissed a boy." He tucks his lips in, finally looking up at Regulus. 

 

"I have." Regulus answers. 

 

"What?! Who?" James asked.

 

"That wasn't the question." 

 

James huffs. "Fine. I have too."

 

"Who?" 

 

"I'll tell you if you tell me." Regulus regards him for a bit before nodding slightly. "Sirius because we both wanted to have our first kisses. Peter because we wanted practice, Remus because we were both trying to see something and a few others because they were fit." James concludes. "You?"

 

Regulus clears his throat, looking down at his ringed fingers. He's really got to start remembering to take them off before going to bed. "Barty because we both felt like it. Evan because he asked me cause he wanted to test something, a few others because, as you so gracefully put it, they were fit." He honestly never thought that he would be talking about this with Potter, but here he is.

 

"So you're..?"

 

"Yes, I'm gay Potter." Regulus scoffs, rolling his eyes. So much for not telling him. 

 

"Cool, I'm pan." James tells him. 

 

"Ok." He says, picking up the next card. 

 

They play a few different games after that but the only thing that he was thinking of was that Potter is pan. He likes boys. That's cool. Good information, great. Really just peachy. Not that it matters to Regulus. Why would it matter to him? It doesn't. Or maybe it does.

 

Just a little...

Notes:

Omg I can't even... I love you guys so much!! Thank you for the support!!

I genuinely thought that this was going to completely flop. I love the idea of forced proximity, so I was like "Hmmm.. how could I do this??" And then BAM the idea came to me and I thought other ppl would hate it so tysmmmm

Chapter 8: Baking

 

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Fuck, fuck, fuck.

 

Regulus is gay. He likes men. James is a man... nope. Stop, that is your best friends little brother. And just because he's gay doesn't mean that he would be into you. James scrubs his hands over his face, letting the warm water of the shower cascade down his back. Regulus and James had stopped playing the board games that he found and James had quickly announced that he was going to take a shower.

 

Okay. So, James had really misread that phone call. Regulus probably isn't in love with Dorcas. You know considering he's gay and she's a girl.

 

James sighs and climbs out of the shower, grabbing a towel and drying himself. He looks at himself in the mirror, wiping his steamed up glasses before shoving them on his face. "Come on James. You don't fancy him. You can't, he would never like you back and Sirius would kill you." He tells himself before getting into his clothes and leaving the bathroom.

 

He walks into the living room to see Regulus curled up on the sofa reading his book. He looked impossibly soft and James felt the ridiculous urge to just squeeze him. James hops over the back of the sofa and seats himself down next to Regulus. "I'm bored." He states. 

 

Regulus doesn't look up from his book as he says. "We just spent around three hours playing board games."

 

"Yeah, but I'm bored again. Do you want to make a cake? I saw some recipes when I was going through the cook books earlier." James gets like this sometime. He's restless, and he knows it annoys people a lot but he can't really help it. Regulus sighs and places a bookmark between the pages of his book, setting it down on the coffee table and standing up.

 

"Come on then." He says and without looking back, he wonders into the kitchen. James jumps up and excitedly follows after him like a over-excited puppy. A few moments later they have all the ingredients laid out across the counter, open cook book, in James' hand. 

 

"Okay, what should we do first?" James asks, putting the book on the counter in front of them. 

 

"Whatever the book says first." Regulus says and rolls up the sleeves of his jumper. That's when James notices a colourful bracelets sat atop Regulus' delicate wrists. It was bright pinks, yellows, blues and purples. It looked like something a five year old girl would ware. 

 

"What's that?" He asks, pointing at the bracelet.

 

"What-" Regulus starts, following James' eye line. "Oh, that. Pandora made it for me in first year. She says it's a 'Friendship bracelet' Barty, Evan, Dorcas and her also have them." He says casually, as if that's not the cutest thing that James has ever heard.

 

"Awww-"

 

"Shut up. Lets just make this stupid cake." Regulus cuts him off. 

 

whilst mixing the dry ingredients, Regulus scratches his cheek, causing some of the cocoa powder to transfer from where it was previously on his hand and onto his cheek. Without thinking James leans forwards and licks it off his cheek. Regulus' jaw drops immediately and he turns to look at James, disgust written all over his face. James snorts, realising what he's just done. He ends up in a fit of laughter, watching Regulus' outraged expression. 

 

"Did you just fucking lick me?!" James nods, unable to speak through his laughter. "You are utterly disgusting Potter!" He tells James, grabbing some flour and throwing it at him. 

 

James gasps. "I just had a shower!" He says, taking a fist full of flour and throwing it right at Regulus. 

 

"You did not just do that."

 

"I did." Regulus goes to get more flour to throw at him, but James grabs his wrists, pinning them above his head as he leans them against the nearest wall. "Stop." He  chuckles and Regulus opens his fist, which is above both their heads because of where James has pinned him, causing flour to sprinkle down on James' head. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I wont lick you again, lets just finish making the cake yeah?" James goon grins at Regulus.

 

Regulus glares at him, blowing a piece of hair out of his face. "Let go of me."

 

"Do you promise not to throw any more flour at me?"

 

Regulus gives him a once over before reluctantly nodding. Right in time. James was just starting to realise how close together their faces were and needed to let go before he did something stupid. He pulls himself away from Regulus and they continue to make the chocolate cake. Once they put it in the oven, and clean up their mess they both wander back into the living room. 

 

"Soo," James sing songs. "How you doing?"

 

Regulus gives him a suspicious look. "I'm fine, why?"

 

"I don't know, I'm just not sure what to talk about." James tells him.

 

"Mkay." They both sit on the sofa, Regulus goes to reach for his book before huffing a frustrated breath and turning to face James, who has been watching him the whole time. "I can tell you want to do something. What is it?" He asks, practically reading James' mind. How does he do that.

 

"Okay just tell me if I'm being to much."

 

"You're fine, James." Regulus tells him, and oh James loves that. 

 

"Can we please please please, play would you rather?" He says grinning like a maniac. 

 

"Alright." Regulus says, turning to sit cross legged, directly facing James. He pushes a stray curl out of his eyes. He's so pretty. He is so so very gorgeous. His grey eyes, his rosy cheeks, his pouty lips, it's all so much, James just wants to grab him and never ever let go. "I said alright. Ask away." Right. the game. James really needs to stop getting distracted.

 

"Okay... would you rather. Drown or be burned alive?" James asked.

 

"Drown." Regulus answered instantly. 

 

"Really, Why? I would rather burn. Drowning seems really scary."

 

"It's supposed to be peaceful. Also, getting burned really hurts." 

 

"Hm, fair point." James had never really thought about it. He really loves water and the thought of it being the death of him isn't very nice. He's always thought that drowning would be desperate, like you'd be begging to breath. He had never thought of it to be peaceful. But Regulus makes a good point. Being burned hurts like a bitch. His mum had once been making Pakora Pakora and James had been stupid enough to try sneak a piece of potato and had burned his hand.

 

"You can ask the next question too. I can't think of one." Regulus tells him.

 

"Okay.. um... would you rather break your arm or be bald." He asked, saying the first thing that came to mind.

 

"Break my arm. It doesn't hurt that bad."

 

"You've broken you're arm before?!" James asked. 

 

Regulus hummed in confirmation, "I've had multiple broken bones." James gives him a wide eyed look. "I think that you're forgetting who my parents are, Potter." Ah. Regulus has never broken a bone. His parents have. Fucking pricks.

 

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I really fucking hate you're parents. Like they are fucking cunts, I can't lie." He confesses. Regulus bites his lip, like he's trying now to laugh, before he breaks out into a fit of giggles. Giggles. James will never tire of hearing Regulus laugh. He covers his face with both his hands, leaning forwards a bit. Oh, how James wishes he could see Regulus' face. He always seems to cover it when he laughs.

 

Once Regulus has composed himself, he emerges from behind his hand, his cheeks flushed. James loves that he's the cause of that. "You know what Potter, you're not insufferable sometimes." He tells James, a soft smile on his lips.

 

"Oh, well that is just the best compliment I have ever received." James teases, before he can think about it, his reaches forward and pushes a piece of loose hair behind Regulus' ear, his hand lingering on his cheek. His hair is so smooth that James wouldn't mind drowning in it. James had always thought that Regulus' skin would be soft. He was right. Regulus seems to lean into the touch, before his a crease forms between his eyebrows. 

 

"Do you smell smoke?" He asked. James sniffs and- fuck, yep. That is definitely smoke. Shit. The cake. 

 

"Oh, fuck. The cake." James exclaims, jumping up in a panic and running through to the kitchen, Regulus walking behind him. "What do we do?!" He shouts.

 

"How the fuck am I supposed to know!!" Regulus shouts right back. 

 

"Ahhh, okay..." James grabs the oven gloves and opens the oven, making it erupt with smoke. They both cough, trying to swat away the smoke. James grabs the pan, which is on FIRE. and throws it on the counter. He then grabs a cloth, chucking it at the fire.

 

"What the fuck Potter?!! That just made it bigger!!" Regulus tells him, swatting him on the arm.

 

"I remember hearing somewhere, that if you put a cloth on it then it'll go away!" 

 

"That's a wet cloth you idiot." Regulus snaps. He opens the cupboard under the sink and gets an extra cloth, making it damp and laying it on the fire. "You're such a fucking moron." He tells James once the fire is gone.

 

"It's not my fault?!" James defends.

 

"I'm blaming it on you." Regulus tells him.

 

Rude.

 

 

 

Chapter 9: Injury’s and dreams

 

 

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"Regulus!! REGGIE?!!" Regulus huffs, throwing the covers off himself and marching out into the back garden. He gets out and its not even fucking light out. If the sun's not up then why is he. "REGU- Oh, hi love." 

 

Regulus sighs, putting his hands on his hips when he sees James, propped up against a tree, holding onto his ankle. "What did you do?"

 

"I hurt my ancle." James told him, grinning as Regulus comes to squat in front of him.

 

"Yes, I can see that. How?" James opens his mouth to reply but Regulus cuts him off. "You know what, tell me when we get inside. Can you walk?" James shakes his head. "Alright then. Come here." Regulus puts an arm around James' waist, helping him stand up. "You're so stupid." Regulus tuts as they hop back inside. Only James would be able to get a tattoo, accidentally cause a fire and injure himself when he's being isolated. This boy is pure chaos.

 

Once they get inside, Regulus leads James over to the sofa, pushing him to sit down. Without speaking, Regulus goes into the kitchen and gets some ice, giving it to James once he's back in the living room. "Ice it. I'm going to go look for some bandages."

 

"They're in the cupboard under the sink in the bathroom!" James calls after him as Regulus leaves the room. He wanders into the bathroom, squatting down and opening the cupboard under the sink. He grabs the bandages and heads back into the living room. "You find them?"

 

Regulus hums and goes to kneel in front of the sofa. "Give me your leg." James slowly leads his leg into Regulus' lap. Regulus pokes at places as James hisses in pain. "It's not broken. I'll wrap it and it'll be fine in a few days." Regulus tells him, slowly wrapping the bandages around James' ankle.

 

"Do you know how to?" Regulus just looks up and gives his a dry look. "Right, I'll take that as a yes."

 

Of course Regulus knows how to wrap an ancle. He had healed many of Sirius' and his own injury's that their parents had so kindly given them. Seeing as their mother and father would never heal their sons themselves, or get anyone else to do it, the boys had to learn how themselves. Seeing as their parents would take away their wands every break so that they couldn't fight back, Regulus and Sirius did it the muggle way. 

 

He's grateful for that now, he's living with an idiot. "So, how did this happen?"

 

"Right, so I was going on  a run like I do every morning and-" 

 

"I'm sorry, you were running? The sun isn't even up Potter." Regulus said. 

 

"I know, no better time to run than five in the morning! The air always feels better." James tells him, goon grinning down at him. 

 

"You're a fucking psychopath." Regulus tells him.

 

"Anyway, I was running then I came across that tree that I was sitting against. And I was like, 'I wonder if I could climb that.' And so I tried! But then I fell. Soooo, yeah." James says happily. "That's how it happened."

 

Regulus can feel the corners of his lips twitch up, so the focuses of wrapping the ankle in his lap. James Potter ladies, gentlemen and others. Wondered if he would climb a tree. He could not. He's so fucking endearing it hurts.  

"You know, in all the ways that I imagined you kneeling in front of me, this was not one of them." James comments from above him. Did he just flirt with Regulus? That was one hundred percent flirting. But James Potter flirts with everyone. Calm down Regulus. 

 

Regulus schools his expression into a bored one, suddenly grateful that his parents never let him show emotion so he had to learn how to control it. "You're insufferable." He says, finishing up the bandage. "That's you done." I'm taking you to your bed then I'm going to mine. We're both going to sleep. You know like normal people do."

 

"Alrighty then. Help me up please." Regulus does as he's asked and helps James up. Supporting him all the way to James' bedroom. He helps James into bed. 

 

"Stay here. Sleep."

 

"Yes boss." Regulus rolls his eyes, smacking James in the side of the head. He goes back to his own room and finally gets some sleep.

 

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James can't remember how they got there. It's all sweaty bodies and how breath. Now Regulus is on top of him, grinding down on him as James sucks hickeys onto his neck. Regulus lets out a sinful moan as James sucks particularly hard on his throat. "Off, off, off." Regulus chants, tugging at James' top. James complies, ripping off his top. 

 

Regulus rolls his hips down just right and James throws his head back, groaning. James gently tugs Regulus' shirt over his head as Regulus lets out his own breathy moans. They both quickly discard the rest of their clothes, James runs his hands over Regulus' sides and flips them over so that James is on top. 

 

James reaches into his bedside draw, grabbing some lube and spreading it onto two of his fingers. He pushes one into Regulus, making his breath hitch and his nails dig into James' shoulders. James pups another finger in and and Regulus lets out the most amazing sound that James has ever heard. 

 

He's scissoring Regulus open quickly, when Regulus stills, breath hitching and he throws his head back, squeezing his eyes shut as hi mouth hangs open. "You alright, Love?" James asks softly, slowing his fingers. 

 

Regulus nods quickly. "Yeah, yeah. You- you just hit my- you hit my prostate." James smirks, ah. Prostates, funny little things aren't they. James pushes his fingers in a few more times as Regulus becomes a moaning mess beneath him. "More, more, more. Please James! Please! I need you!" 

 

As much as he loves to hear Regulus beg, his cock is painfully hard, so he pulls his fingers out of Regulus and lubes himself up. "Ready sweetheart?" Regulus nods vigorously and slides into Regulus slowly. Regulus grabs James by his hair, puling him down into a dirty snog as James pushes himself in. Once James bottoms out, Regulus' mouth falls slack as he breaths heavily against James' mouth. 

 

"Move." James does as he's told, moving gently, pulling himself out slightly before sliding back in. "Faster! Go faster! Harder." 

 

James speeds up, slamming into Regulus as he practically screams in pleasure. For someone who's usually so quite, he sure is loud in bed. James is loving it. "JAMES! Fuck!" Regulus starts reciting James' name like a prayer, mumbling French curses in-between. "RIGHT THERE! YES! JAMES!" 

 

"JAMES!" James opens his eyes, to see Regulus sat crossed legged on the end of his bed. But why was he- If they were Just- and then it hits him. It was a dream. Of course it was. 

 

James could never be so lucky. "Yeah?"

 

"It's mid day. do you want anything to eat?" He asks, picking at his nails as if James hadn't just had the filthiest dream about him. 

 

"Awww, Reggie? Are you offering to get me food? "

 

"Well you can't exactly stand by yourself." Ah, right. James had forgotten about that. 

 

"Well, I'd love some food. Thank you." 

 

Regulus just nods and heads out of James' room. Once he's gone James clambers out of bed, and with great difficulty changes his trousers. Can't have Regulus seeing the wetness. 

 

When Regulus comes back, he sits with James while he eats and they chat and Regulus turns his head away to smile and he's sarcastic and gorgeous and amazing.

 

And James is fucked.

 

Notes:

Sorry it's short but I just wanted to get a chapter to you today because I'm going to be working all of today, tomorrow and Saturday. then I'm going on holiday to Greece (That's where I grew up, so I'm visiting my friends.) and I wont be back till late Friday night then I'm working the Saturday after so I wont be able to post for a while.

I'm also starting school this April.... I've been home-schooled since year seven but I'm starting back up this year.

Chapter 10: sleep and BACON!

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In a few days, James' leg had healed. Regulus had helped him walk around when it was injured, and whilst he loves being pressed up against Regulus, it was starting to drive him crazy. 

 

James sighed, rolling over in bed. He was trying to sleep but he couldn't stop thinking about the stormy eyed boy. Why, he could have been in love with someone else. Anyone else. But it just had to be his best friends little brother. Who could blame him really? Regulus was smart, witty, sarcastic, funny and he does that little snort when he laughs that drives James insane. Not to mention the fact that he is downright gorgeous.

 

There's a knock on James' door and he sits up, turning on his lamp as his bedroom door cracks open. "Reg?"

 

Regulus' head peaks in through the door. He has a nervous look on his face as he creeps into James' room. "Can- uh, can I sleep in here? I had a nightmare." Regulus mumbles, almost looking ashamed. 

 

"Yeah- yes, of course you can sleep in here." James replies quickly.

 

"Okay, I just- I don't like being alone..." Regulus mutters, shuffling into the room and closing the door behind him. 

 

"I know. Sirius gets the same." James tells him. Regulus nods silently. Every time that Sirius - and now Regulus - gets nightmares it makes James want to march right over to London and strangle Regulus' and Sirius' parents with his bare hands. James isn't a violent person but they make him want to go against all his morals and kill some people.

 

Regulus came over to the side of James' bed and dropped the pillow he was holding onto the floor. "What are you doing?" James asked before he could stop himself. Regulus looked up from the floor and at James, raising an eyebrow.

 

"What?" He tilts his head at James.

 

"Don't sleep on the floor. It- it's uncomfortable." James tells him.

 

"Well, if you look around the room you may find that there is nowhere else to sleep. I know you're blind James but seriously." Good to know that Regulus is still his sarcastic self even after his nightmares.

 

James chuckles, "Well, I mean... you could just come sleep in the bed with me." James states.

 

"What?" Regulus' eyes widen.

 

"I've shared a bed with all of my friends before. Peter used to get nightmares about a jelly man coming to eat him since he was a kid, up until second year. We grew up together so he's been sneaking into my bed since we were four. I promise it's not a big deal." James assured him, smiling fondly at the memory one of his best friends.

 

"Okay." Regulus says, slowly nodding his head and picking up his pillow. "But this doesn't mean that we're friends." Regulus tells him, throwing his pillow onto the space next to James after he had budged up. 

 

"Whatever you say Reg." James says, mid yawn. He turns on his side so that he's facing Regulus. Regulus copies his position, facing James. There's a long silence before, "Are you're dreams about her?"

 

They don't need to say her name. They both know who she is. Regulus nods. "Yeah." His voice is soft as he speaks to James, like this is just for them. James nods and reaches to hold Regulus' hand that's laying in between them, he gives it a comforting squeeze and he flashes Regulus a reassuring smile before closing his eyes for good. Regulus doesn't let go of his hand so he doesn't let go of Regulus'.

 

 

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Regulus nuzzles his head into the warmth under him in his sleepy daze. He's so so warm and so so comfortable. The thing he's laying on shifts a bit and Regulus' eyes snap open. 

 

Oh...

 

He's- he's laying on James. Full on just blanketing over him. He takes in the sight of James sleeping. He looks so soft, softer than usual. his lips are slightly parted and his face is slack. Merlin this boy is perfect. He doesn't even look stupid when he sleeps. 

 

He can feel every place that he's touching James. It's like he's hyper reactive. Their legs are tangled together, Regulus' head was resting on his chest before he looked up at James. James' arms are hugged tightly around his waist.

 

He lifts his hand and softly pushes a stay curl out of James' eyes. "Beautiful boy." He whispers softly to himself. 

 

How could anyone be so perfect? James' lips were pink and plump, his eyelashes long and naturally curled. His bronze skin always shines and his dark cheeks have a slight pink blush to them. Regulus rests his hand on James' cheek. Gently enough to not wake him, hard enough to feel how soft James' skin is. Regulus traces his features with his fingers, so gently. Likes James is the most precious thing he's ever touched. He probably is.

 

James shifts in his sleep and Regulus immediately pauses. James just sniffs and tightens his arms around Regulus, pulling him in more tightly.

 

Regulus can't help the smile that tugs on his lips. Why did James have to be so perfect? And why why why did he have to be Sirius' best friend? It's just Regulus' luck really. But it's fine. Cause he doesn't fancy James, so there's nothing to worry about. 

 

Regulus decides that it would probably be strange and creepy to star at James any longer so he slowly tried to detangle himself from James. As Regulus tries to pull away, James lets out a grumbling noise. "No." He states firmly, clearly still half asleep, he tugs Regulus' waist tighter so that Regulus is pulled flush against his own body. "Warm."

 

"James, I need to get up." Regulus whispers softly to him. 

 

"Mhm." James mumbles sleepily. Without even opening his eyes, he shifts so that Regulus is underneath him. He moves Regulus around however he pleases in his sleepy haze. He ends up with his hips between Regulus' open thighs, and his head resting on Regulus' chest. James snuggled in and went fully back to sleep within seconds. 

 

Regulus sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

 

Might as well enjoy it while it lasts, Regulus brings his hands up, one of them now running through James' hair, the other one stoking up and down his back. A few minutes later James starts softly snoring. 

 

It's not like Dorcas' snoring, which is loud and annoying no matter how much she claims that she doesn't snore. It's soft and quiet, just little breaths, in and out. How can even his snoring be cute. For fucks sake. Regulus really needed to pull himself together. James jerked in his sleep, causing his hand to squeeze. It just so happened that his hand is on Regulus' waist. This shouldn't be making Regulus go crazy. 

 

Fuck. 

 

Eventually Regulus drifts off again. 

 

The next time he wakes up, James is gone. Regulus gets up, rubbing at his eyes. He walks into the kitchen and there stands James, shirtless. 'It's to hot.' 'I'm sweating.' Regulus doesn't care. James needs to stop walking around without a top on or Regulus is going to explode. 

 

"Morning!" He chirps happily. Regulus just grumbles sleepily in response and hops up onto the kitchen counter. "You sleep okay?" James asks, coming to stand in front of where Regulus is sitting on the counter. 

 

"Yeah, but you're a cuddler Potter."

 

James chuckles. "So I've been told." That shouldn't send a spark of jealousy through Regulus, but seriously (Don't you dare) who else has James been cuddling? "Anyways, do you want any breakfast?" James asks, resting his hands innocently on Regulus' thighs. Fuck. He needs to get off right now. It doesn't help that he doesn't have a top on. "I've become a good cook in my time here." James starts slowly rubbing his hands up and down Regulus' thighs. Not so innocent any more. Or is it? Regulus doesn't exactly know how normal Friendships work. "So I can basically make you anything." James told him, moving closer. 

 

Regulus opened his thighs wider to make space for James in-between them, James' hands moved up to his hips and Regulus' eyes flickered down to James' lips and- "Bacon! I'll have... bacon. Please." Regulus practically shouted. James didn't look put-out, he just grinned and nodded.

 

"You want anything with that... bacon?" He smirked, pulling away from Regulus and heading to the fridge. Regulus immediately missed the warmth of James' hands on him. 

 

"Uh, toast?" Regulus told him helplessly. 

 

"Coming right up, darling." Regulus' eyes widened and he hopped off the counter, leaving the room as calmly as he could.

 

"Fuck." He whispered to himself as soon as James was out of earshot. 

 

And yeah...

 

Fuck.

 

 

 

 

Notes:

Sorry this took so long!! I was on holiday then I started a new school. It went well...

I had an English test today and I think I did shit which is ironic cause I spend all my spare time writing. But writing about throw away society is very different from writing about dead gay wizards from the 70's

Also, Regulus is such a looser. Being his own cock-block

Chapter 11: Rings and Stars

Summary:

TW: autistic melt down/Panic attack type thing

DONT WORRY ITS ALL RESOLVED VERY QUICKLY!!!

Notes:

This chapter has some autistic Reggie!!

My little sister has autism and I'm just giving Reggie the same traits as her. There are loads of different types of autism on the spectrum and it's all valid!!

 

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"James?!" Regulus called loudly. He can't find his ring. He needs to find his ring, right now. James appears at his door as Regulus frantically throws things around his room, looking for his ring. He could usually just accio it, but noooo the stupid professors had to take away their stupid wands. He needs his ring. He needs it.

 

"What is it Reg?" James asks, Regulus doesn't even tell him off for the nick name. He just wants to find his ring. 

 

"I need to find my ring. But I can't and I don't know where it is." Regulus rushed out, still running around the room, looking under things, on things, inside of things. Fucking everywhere but he can't find it. 

 

"Okay, that's okay, we'll find it." James reassures him soothingly, obviously noticing that Regulus is in a panic. "Where did you last see it?" James asks calmly. 

 

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. I was- I was wearing it but then it was gone, and- and I-" Regulus gives up on looking and just slumps against a wall, sliding down it and putting his head in his knees.

 

His clothes feel too much like clothes and it's too hot in his room and the light is too bright and it's too loud even though it's quiet and he's too aware of certain body parts. His toes don't feel right under his socks and he can't find his ring and he needs his ring and he- he-

 

James slides down next to him, not touching Regulus. "Can I touch you?" He asks. Regulus nods, squeezing his eyes shut and James wraps his arms around him. The pressure fees good and he feels more grounded. 

 

"Tighter. Hold me tighter." James immediately tightens his arms around Regulus and it helps. He grabs onto James' top for god knows how long, with his eyes screwed closed, until his breathing slows down and he's not as frantic. He's tired, he feels worn out and his limbs feel heavy. 

 

As if he could tell, James whispers in his sweet, sweet voice, "Get into bed, have a nap. I'll look for you're ring while you're asleep yeah?" 

 

"You don't have t-"

 

"Reg, just get into bed yeah? I'll look for it, I don't mind okay?" Regulus just nods silently as James helps him up and into bed. Regulus tries to protest a few more times before he finally relaxes and lets James pull the blanket over him.

 

In third year Pandora had come to Regulus and told his that she thinks he's autistic after someone had taken one of his thing and he had, had a whole episode because of it. Bet she told him that she couldn't be sure and that he should probably go to madam Pomfrey about it. After a lot of convincing he finally did and as it turns out, he does have autism.

 

He never told his parents because he knew they would take it as a sign of weakness, and probably punish him. He never complained about the texture of his clothes again, too afraid that they would find out and hurt him.

 

Eventually, Regulus drifts off to sleep with the thoughts of messy curls and hazel eyes in his mind. 

 

 

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James is sat on the sofa when he hears soft footsteps approaching, he wouldn't have even noticed them if he wasn't listening out for them. Regulus sits down on the sofa next to him, closer than he usually would, but still not touching James. James smiles to himself as he reaches into his pocket and pulling out Regulus' ring, handing it to him. 

 

"Thank you." Regulus says softly, and then. "Where was it?"

 

"Down the back of the sofa cushion." James grins. "My mum says it's like a black hole, sucks things up without you noticing. She taught me to always look there first." He can feel his smile soften at the mention of his mother. 

 

"She sounds nice." Regulus says.

 

"She really is." James tells him. "Her and my dad are the best! My mum taught me how to play quidditch you know. That's how I know so much. My dad refuses to get on a broom. Calls they death machines, and I remember this one time-" James stops himself. "Sorry I'm waffling on." People often tell James that he talk a lot or that he's 'too much.'

 

"No, that's okay. Keep going." 

 

James gives him a sceptical look before continuing and he doesn't stop talking for a while. Regulus nods in all the right places and it's obvious that he's actually listening to what James has to say. James loves these kinds of people. They let him talk no matter how enthusiastic he is. As James talks he uses his hands to express himself and Regulus doesn't tell him to 'Calm down' or 'Stop being so over the top' he just sits and listens intently.

 

The only other person who lets him do this is Peter and even he zones out a bit while James is talking but it's obvious that Regulus is taking in every word. 

 

A while later James stops his rant, "We should watch a movie!" He grins. 

 

Regulus rolls his eyes but nods "Alright. But nothing stupid." 

 

"Of course not."

 

They end up sat, watching Mamma Mia with a fluffy blanket on top of them both. Half way through the movie James' hands start twitching. Regulus' thigh is right there their thighs are already pressed together, what difference would it make if James just put his hand on Regulus' thigh?

 

James' sneakily snuck his and onto Regulus' thigh under the blanket. Regulus jolts a bit, before relaxing under James' hand. James takes that as an invitation to slip his hand up further, James can hear Regulus' breath hitch. He looks over at Regulus for any signs that he's uncomfortable, there are none. 

 

His hand rests on the inside of Regulus' upper thigh as he strokes his thumb back and forth. 

 

In James' opinion, thighs are underrated. They needed to be appreciated more. James experimentally squeezes his thigh, James looks over to see Regulus with his eyes closed and his mouth open slightly in a silent gasp. James rubbed his hand and down Regulus' thigh flirtingly. He leaves it a bit lower down than it was before and a few moments later he feels a cold, delicate hand wrap around his wrist and move his hand higher up Regulus' leg again. 

 

James looks over to Regulus, who is intently looking at the screen as he removes his hand from James' wrist. 

 

James' hand stays on his thigh for the rest of the movie. They don't talk about it afterwards. 

 

As they're both about to head towards their respective rooms after the movie James hears Regulus softly say his name. He looks over to Regulus. "Do you want to go outside with me? Maybe look at the stars?" Regulus askes softly, and James thinks this is one of the first times Regulus actually suggests doing something with James. 

 

"Yeah!" James agrees immediately, grinning to himself. 

 

James hears Regulus mutter "Idiot." under his breath and he starts heading our to the garden, James happily bounding after him.

 

When they're out of the house, Regulus lays on the grass looking up towards the stars. James follows suit. The sky is clear today, all the stars shining bright. A few minutes later, Regulus points somewhere in the sky, "That's the Andromeda star. The one my cousin is named after." Regulus telly him, "It's usually visible around summer."

 

James hums, trying to follow Regulus' finger but all he can see is a jumble of stars. "Sirius' star is usually visible in winter. It's the brightest one, if you ever want to look for it." 

 

James looks over at Regulus, his face is illuminated by the golden glow coming from the house, his face it turned up to the sky and he is so so gorgeous. "When does your star come out?" James asks in a whisper, he doesn't know why he's whispering. It just feels right.

 

"Late winter and most of spring." Regulus tells him, also whispering. "Stars are so beautiful aren't they."

 

"Yeah." James whispers softly, eyes still fixed on Regulus. "Yeah, they are." 

 

And fuck.

 

Why was Regulus so perfect?

Notes:

I have a Geography test tomorrow and can anyone tell me how knowing about erosion of the sea will help me in any way shape or form in the future?

Why do I need to know which rock dissolves quicker than others? I keep asking my papa to help me study for it and he just goes "Why? You already know how to colour in. What else would you need for Geography?" And as much as I love my Papa, the joke is getting old.

And my Mama is too busy with work to help.

I wrote this whole chapter in a few hours so don't be mean if there's any mistakes <3

#CantWaitToFailMyTest

And the Geography teacher is my head of year so that's fun.

Chapter 12: Painting

Notes:

I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! I was busy with school and work and then I started watching Atypical and binged it so I didn't have any time to write. Also my papous (Grandad) just died so I had a little cry, but we move on. I actually wrote the first part of this chapter on my phone while at work when there were no customers.

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Regulus bites on the inside of his cheek as he focuses on drawing James’ hair, just right. Something that Regulus had taken up in his third year was drawing. He found that it helped calm him and then it ended up quickly becoming a hobby. 

 

He had realised, in all his time near James, that he was quite nice to draw. Only problem was that Regulus had to draw from memory, seeing as he wasn’t exactly going to ask James to sit for him while he drew. It's lucky that James has such a memorable face. Not that Regulus has been thinking about his face. 

 

Regulus huffs as he softly moves the pencil across his notebook. There have been way to many close calls with James recently. Regulus can not give in. If he kisses James then everything will go south. James doesn't even like him. He's pathetic, and even if James did like him back, they could never happen. For multiple reasons. His parents would murder him for sure, if Sirius doesn't beat them to it. 

 

Sirius. Sirius is extremely fond of James. Regulus can tell. Even when he and Sirius are on bad terms, and not speaking to each other, Regulus is always keeping an eye on him. Watching who he gravitates towards for comfort, who he looks at a certain way and so on. Sirius and James are so close that Regulus is actually starting to worry. It's obvious that they're soulmates. Platonic, but none the less soulmates. So obviously, Sirius would not want his corrupt little brother anywhere near the "Brother that he never had." As Sirius had once said.

 

Regulus had overheard and cried himself to sleep, then berated himself for crying. He had been jealous of James at first, then thankful for him. Regulus was glad that Sirius had someone like James. 

 

"Regulus!" His bedroom door bursts open, Regulus quickly slams his sketchbook closed and shoves it under his pillow. "You'll never gues- wait, what was that?"

 

"What was what?" Regulus asks, feigning innocence. 

 

"The book that you were just holding, what were you doing?" James asks sceptically. 

 

"Nothing."

 

James gasps dramatically, "Merlin, was it a diary? Regulus, you've got to show me, I promise I'm a great secret keep-"

 

"No! It is not a diary. I was drawing, stop being stupid." Regulus sighs. 

 

"Oh, you draw? Well can I see that?" James grins, coming to sit next to Regulus on his bed. 

 

"No." Regulus says simply, James pouts. He literally pouts. He juts his bottom lip out, hazel eyes widening, as he looks at Regulus pleadingly. How could anyone ever say no to this perfect boy?  "Ugh," Regulus sighs. "Fine, but only one drawing." He was not going to let James go through it and find drawings of himself. 

 

"Yay!" James goon grins, shuffling closer to Regulus as he opens his sketch book. He flicks to one of the first pages, turning the sketchbook so that James could see it better. It's a drawing he did earlier in the year, the drawing shows the black lake, along with the Hogwarts castle behind it. The moon and the stars shining bright on the sky. 

 

Regulus looks at James nervously, he had never shown anyone his drawings before. James' jaw was slightly slack and eyes wide as the flicked over the page, "Regulus, this is amazing, it's so gorgeous." Regulus barely registered James' words as he scanned over James' side profile, he was such a pretty boy. Were normal peoples eyelashes that long? He thought as he studied James' eyes beneath his glasses. "You're a really good drawer." 

 

Regulus forced his eyes away from James, looking back at the drawing. "Thanks." 

 

"You know what?" James asked, suddenly standing up from the bed, Regulus closed his sketch book and put it beside him, raising an eyebrow at James. "We should paint."

 

"What?" Regulus asked dryly.

 

"Well, I was going through that storage cupboard the other day and it has loads of art stuff."

 

"Is there anything this house doesn't have?"

 

"I guess not, but they did know that we couldn't leave this place for several months so I guess they wanted to give us some entertainment so that we didn't go crazy." James shrugged. "Now come along." James said excitedly, grabbing Regulus' hands and pretty much hauling him off the bed. Regulus groans as James drags him through the house, still not letting go of his hand. Regulus tries not to think of the warm, fuzzy feeling in his stomach.

 

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James grins as he watches Regulus sketch an outline onto his canvas, he's such a pretty boy. This might be weird but James thinks he has the most gorgeous nose in the history of noses. "Stop staring at me and do you're own thing Potter." James grins as Regulus speaks to him, his lips moving in such a pretty way. James really needs to get a hold of himself. 

 

"But I don't know how to draw."

 

"Not my problem. Have a cry about it. I don't care, just get on with it." Regulus told him, still not taking his eyes off the canvas in front of him. 

 

James chuckles, finally turning towards his own, as he paints, Merlin knows what, but there's definitely paint. he wonders how Regulus could be so sweet and calm one day but mean and snappy the next. To be honest it didn't really matter, James loved it either way. He doesn't think he could ever complain, as long as Regulus talks to him. "I love it when you're mean it me." James tells him. It's the truth. 

 

"You should probably get that checked out." Regulus replies. 

 

"You should get your face checked out." James mumbles childishly. 

 

To his surprise, Regulus lets out a snort, finally turning to look at James. "What?" He asked, lips twitching upward. 

 

"Nothing." He sing songs, going to swipe his paintbrush on Regulus' nose, but Regulus catches his wrist, holding it back. Regulus continues to walk backwards as James tries really hard to get the paint on him. He would look so cute with a green nose. 

 

The backs of regulus' knees hit the arm or the sofa, he falls back onto it, James follows right after, landing on top of Regulus. "James no." Regulus orders, but he's laughing. How dare he laugh. There's no way that James ever has a chance of breathing if Regulus is laughing, right underneath him. Regulus' laughter dies down as he sees James staring at his lips. And what pretty lips they are. 

 

James relaxes the arm that the paintbrush is in, and Regulus lets go of his wrist. With his other hand, James takes Regulus' soft cheek into it, slowly caressing the skin with his thumb. He feels Regulus' breath stutter as James tilts his head. 

 

Regulus' eyes widen. Right. Regulus doesn't want this. And why would he? He's so gorgeous and nice and funny and sarcastic and- and- he's just everything. Why would he want James? An annoying loud, obnoxious teen boy. 

 

James puts on a grin, bringing his paintbrush back up and swiping it over Regulus' nose, using the element of surprise. 

 

Regulus gasps, squeezing his eyes shut, "You absolute prick." James was right, he does look cute with a green nose. 

 

James giggles, jumping off of Regulus.

 

Regulus jumps off after him, chasing him around the house that is now filled with screams and laughter. 

 

..... Needless to say, James ends up with his whole face bright yellow.

 

Notes:

Would you guys like them to get together soon or no? Because I'm running out of ideas, and I've already got how they get together planned out.

 

Also, sorry it's so short but better short that nothing right..... right?

Chapter 13: Failed Pillow Fort

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"Hey James?" Regulus knocks on James' door before opening it, "Did you take my pillows and blank-" He stops in his tracks, seeing James sat on his bedroom floor with what must be all of the pillows and blankets in the house splayed out under him. Regulus had just gotten out of the shower and and went to his room to find that his bed didn't have its usual pillows and blankets. Wondering where they were, he went to ask James if he knew where they were.

 

He found them. 

 

"Are you serious Potter." Regulus let out an exasperated sigh. 

 

"Last time I checked I wasn't your brother." James says before giggling to himself. Pathetic (endearing) really.

 

"The amount of times I have heard people make that joke makes me want to rip my hair out." Regulus tells him before going to sit on the bedding mountain in front of James. He crosses his legs under himself. "Why have you taken all of the bedding?" 

 

"I wanted to make a fort. Then I realised I couldn't do it alone so I was waiting for you to get out of the shower." James said, grinning at him. 

 

"And you just expected me to help?" 

 

"Of course, you always do everything I want, no matter how annoying I'm being." James told him, smile softening. Regulus can't even deny that. He always ends up giving into James. How couldn't he? He's fucking charming. And when he pouts, there is no way that Regulus could ever tell him no. He looks like a kicked puppy, and Regulus may be cruel, but he would never kick a puppy. 

 

Regulus sighed, standing up. "Get up then." 

 

James smiled brightly, the sun had fucking competition, and hopped up off the pile of blankets and pillows. "Have you ever made a pillow fort before?" James asked him. 

 

"Nope." He answered. "But it cant be that hard."

 

.............................

 

It is that hard. Regulus is fucking sweating and all he's been doing is moving pillows and blankets. Any time he would try to make the edge of a blanket stay in one place it would fall in another and it just kept happening and happening, over and over. No matter how many books he stacked on the blanket edge, he couldn't make it stay. 

 

In the end they had just given up, both James and Regulus just laying on top of the heap of bedding, it was actually quite comfortable. "You know," James started, after a while breaking the silence, Regulus turned to look at him, James was already looking back, and Regulus was uncomfortably aware of how close there faces where. "I've built pillow forts no problem with other people. Never actually failed to make one. So this is your fault."

 

Regulus scoffed. "You're blaming me for your incompetence?" James' jaw dropped dramatically. "What? we both know that it failed because of you." 

 

"No way. You are not blaming me for this. This was all you." 

 

"Keep telling yourself that."

 

The corners of James' lips twitch, until he's full on giggling. Oh, he's adorable. "You know it's your fault." He says through giggles. 

 

"Your just delusional." Regulus replies, compressing his own laugh. 

 

James props himself up on one elbow, so that he's on his side, above Regulus. He lifts his free hand, tucking a lock of Regulus' hair behind his ear. His giggles die out until he's just smiling widely, his hand still lingering on Regulus' cheek. "You're a little liar." He says softly. 

 

All Regulus could do was stare up at James and his beautiful hazel eyes behind his glasses, his unruly hair that sticks up in ever direction, his plump, rosy lips and... and.. "Regulus," James whispered, Regulus' eyes snaped up to James'. "Can I kiss you." He asked, ever so nervously. What did this gorgeous boy have do be nervous about? Who in their right mind would ever reject him? 

 

Regulus nodded dumbly, and grabbed James' top, pulling him down until their lips met, and- 

 

oh.

 

oh.

 

fuck.

 

James is- he's- He's fucking perfect and his lips are so soft and he's kissing Regulus just right, his glasses digging into Regulus' cheek, and his strong hand is skimming over Regulus' hips and waist over his top, the other still propping him up. Regulus slowly turns them over so that he's sat, straddling James, not breaking the kiss once. 

 

Regulus opened his mouth invitingly, and James definitely took the invitation. his tongue now exploring Regulus' mouth desperately, his hands gripping Regulus' hips harshly. Regulus wonders if it'll leave a mark, he hopes it does. Regulus' hands are gripping the back of James' neck as he hums into his mouth. James squeezes Regulus' hips teasingly and Regulus gasps into his mouth, causing James to grin into the kiss. Cheeky bastard.

 

James' hands slip under his top, skimming over his bare waist. Regulus, rather embarrassingly, moans into James' mouth. How can one mans hands make him go so crazy, he's just touching him. 

 

James finally breaks from the kiss, taking a breath of much needed air. Regulus would rather suffocate that remove his mouth from James' body, so, as any sane person would, Regulus starts sucking on James' neck, it's going to leave marks, but that's the point. James immediately groans, tilting his head back to give Regulus more space. 

 

Regulus experimentally bites the side of James neck, James reacts very well, releasing a punched out moan before muttering, "Fuck Reg, do that again." It takes a moment before he quickly adds a "Please."

 

Regulus chuckles against James' skin, licking over the spot he bit, to smooth it before continuing to suck and nip at James' neck. "You're like a fucking vampire, fuck Reg." James groans. 

 

When Regulus finally pulls back, he is extremely pleased with the sight before him. James is breathing heavily, his lips red and swollen, and many blue and purple bruises are showing up over James' neck. At this point it's more hickes than skin.

 

"Fuck, your perfect." Regulus doesn't mean to say it, it just slips out. and he's happy it did, because the reaction he got was worth it. James flushed and looked away all shy, as if he had never been told that. Regulus needed to let him know. He grabbed hold of James' chin, tuning his head so that he's looking into Regulus' eyes again. "So pretty," He whispered, pressing a kiss to James' lips, "And kind," another kiss. "And funny." Another kiss. "And perfect." Another kiss. 

 

James stared at him like he hung the stars in the sky, before grabbing him and hugging him tighter than he had ever been hugged before. 

 

And regulus was happier than he had ever been before.

Notes:

Thank you for all of the support about my papous, I'm actually going to Greece soon for his memorial. I'll have to skip school, but it's really funny because when he was alive we used to use his as an excuse to go to greece in the middle of school because he was 'sick'

He would be so proud of us. He hated schools and thought they were corrupt and brainwashing lmao.

I keep saying us but u guys don't know what I mean. (I have four siblings.) so that's what I mean when I say us ufgsudygbc

 

Sorry it's short but at lease you got the kiss heheheeh.

Chapter 14: Morning Sweetness

Summary:

Fluff, fluff and more fluff.

Smut, smut and more smut.

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James wakes up immediately feeling warm and content, he yawns before blinking his eyes open. Regulus. He is on top of Regulus. Regulus is laid on his back, still on the mountain of pillows, his thighs spread, James' hips are happily tucked in-between them, his head laying on Regulus' chest. 

 

Regulus' hands are in his hair and fuck how is this boy so perfect? 

 

James slowly removes Regulus' hands from his hair and pushes up onto both of his elbows, one on each side of Regulus' torso. His lips are swollen and his hair was mussed up. It wasn't a dream. They had kissed. Fucking finally. He runs his hand through Regulus' hair, slowly waking him up. "Reggie," He whispers. "Wake up my love." James says, softly laying a kiss on Regulus' cheek. 

 

Regulus hums sleepily and brings his hand up to his face, knuckling at his eyes, and isn't that just adorable. All the cold sharp edges of Regulus Black had seemed to dull down in the sleepy haze of the morning. Regulus' eyes flutter open and he seems to slowly take in the sight in front him, before his turns his his head to the side, smiling shyly. 

 

He slowly turns back to James, raising a hand and bringing it up to James' neck, "I left a few marks." He mumbles, but James can see he's happy about it. His voice in the morning is so soothing and James wants to drown in it. 

 

"I know." James grins, Regulus isn't the only one who's happy about it. 

 

James loved the thought of Regulus marking him, claiming him. Making James his, (which he already was.) If James wasn't so happy where he was, he'd go stand in front of the mirror for hours at a time, just staring at the marks that Regulus left. 

 

How does Regulus have everything? He's gorgeous. He's funny. He's kind. He's so so kind. His words from yesterday were still ringing in James' ears. 'You're perfect.' Fuck, James is so gone for this boy. No one had ever told him he was perfect before. But Regulus did. Sweet kind beautiful smart Regulus.

 

How is James even allowed near this boy?

 

He seems like something that should be in a museum, locked up for safety. Something that silly, clumsy James shouldn't be trusted within ten feet of.

 

"You're so stupid." Regulus chuckles lazily. 

 

"Only for you." 

 

Regulus puts his hand flat against James' face, pushing it away. "You're so fucking cheesy." 

 

James quickly flips them over so that Regulus is laying on top of him. His arms are tightly secured around Regulus' waist as Regulus lets out a surprised noise, "I hate you." Regulus tells him, glaring. He's so cute. 

 

"No you don't."

 

Regulus scoffs, sitting up so that he's straddling James' thighs as James props himself up into a sitting position, his back resting against the end of his bed. "Yes I do." Regulus says, his hands looped around James' neck. 

 

James hums, holding onto Regulus' hips softly. "No I don't believe you do." 

 

"Believe what you want, it doesn't make it any less true." He tells James, but as he says it his face inches closer to James'. His hands sneak round until they're cupping James' cheeks. He can feel the cold rings on Regulus' fingers. Regulus probably shouldn't have slept with them on, but James is ever so grateful that he has them on now. He tilts his head and James can feel Regulus' breath on his lips, his lips are so close to James'. James could lean forwards at any moment and feel his lips once again. 

 

He tugs on Regulus' hips lightly, pulling Regulus' body flush to his. Regulus lets out a little gasp, his hands slipping down to hold onto the sides of James' neck. "I'm going to kiss you now, okay?" Regulus whispers quietly. 

 

"Yes please." 

 

Regulus leans forward, his lips brushing over James' lips softly, a barely there kiss. James kisses back gently as Regulus' hands move up and into his hair. Fuck. They should stay there forever. Regulus deepens the kiss, his tongue swiping over James' bottom lip. James opens his mouth, happily accommodating Regulus' tongue.

 

The kiss is soft and slow and perfect and anything that James could ever ask for. It's the domestic bliss that James has been looking for his entire life. 

 

Regulus grinds his hips down experimentally and merlin. James groans into the kiss, gripping Regulus' hips tighter. Regulus seems to take that as an invitation, grinding his hips down again. James would rather die than ever have this end. 

 

He slowly guides Regulus' hips as they grind into James'. James removes his lips from Regulus', bringing them down to his neck as Regulus continues to roll his hips. He sucks on Regulus' neck, kissing and nipping as he goes along.

 

Regulus starts to speed up, grinding down on James desperately as he lets out multiple breathy moans, "Fuck James." He breaths out, throwing his head back to give James more space. 

 

Regulus grabs the hem or James' top, tugging at it desperately. "Off, off, off." He chants. James chuckles, detaching from Regulus' neck. He pulls his top off in one swift movement. Regulus pauses, staring down at James' abs, mouth agape. 

 

James grins as Regulus reaches out slowly, his hands skimming over James' abdomen. James brings his hand up, nudging Regulus' chin until his mouth closed. Regulus' eyes snap back up to his, as James' hand slips down until it's on the front of Regulus' throat, not squeezing, just resting there, he pulls Regulus in kissing him softly once again. 

 

James gently flips them over, settling between Regulus' thighs once again. "Can I?" He asks once he's pulled back from the kiss, gesturing to Regulus' top. Regulus nods and sits up slightly, letting James pull off his top. James had forgotten how slutty Regulus' waist was. He would never forget again. 

 

He kisses down Regulus' belly, licking at Regulus' nipples, Regulus' hands enter James' hair once again as he gasps, tugging at James' roots. Oh James likes that. He groans, traveling down further, sucking and nipping on Regulus' pale skin. He stops at Regulus' waist band, looking up at Regulus, looking for the go ahead. Regulus nods frantically. "Please James." 

 

That's all James needs, He tugs down both Regulus' trousers and pants at the same time. "Bed. Now." James says, grabbing both or Regulus' thighs, picking him up in one swift movement, Regulus releases a surprised noise, wrapping his arms around James' neck. James puts him on the bed, getting on top of his once again. 

 

"I can not express how fucking attractive that was." Regulus states. 

 

James grins, going back to kissing Regulus' body, this time sucking on his perfect thighs, they're so soft and pale and James wants to mark them desperately. He sucks on the smooth skin of his inner thighs, his hands skimming over the outer edges of his thighs. Regulus' feet are planted on the bed, his knees bent, so James is in the perfect position to pull Regulus' thighs open slightly. 

 

Regulus is a moaning mess underneath him as James squeezes at his thighs. Regulus' hands tighten in his hair as he begs James for more. "Please Jamie, please. More. I need more." And who was James to deny this boy anything? James teasingly drags his tongue along Regulus' cock. Regulus gasps, tugging harshly at James' hair. "Sorry." He mutters. 

 

"No. I like it." James tells him. Regulus' eyes widen before he smirks, guiding James' head back down.

 

James takes the head of Regulus' cock into his mouth, sucking gently. "Fuck." Regulus groans quietly, spreading his thighs further open.

 

James slowly takes more of Regulus into his mouth, breathing in through his nose as he goes. James feels Regulus' cock hit that back of his throat as Regulus moans loudly beneath him. "Faster, please." James speeds up, going faster and faster as Regulus gets louder. 

 

James grinds his hips into the mattress, seeking some friction. Regulus tugs at his hair hard, causing James to groan around Regulus. "James! Fuck James! Jamie please!" Regulus calls out. James loves hearing his name coming from Regulus' mouth like this. "Rapide! Plus vite, s’il vous plaît mon amour s’il vous plaît!"  (Fast! Faster, please my love, please.) Regulus calls out. 

 

Fuck, that's hot. James grinds his hips into the mattress faster, seeking his release. "James, I'm gonna- I'm" Regulus doesn't get to finish before he's screaming James' name, spilling down his throat, James swallows every last bit, licking Regulus' oversensitive cock clean. His hips finally stutter to a stop as he finally gets the release he was seeking for. 

 

He moves up Regulus' body, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Do you- do you want-"

 

"I already have sweetheart." When Regulus gives him a questioning look, still breathing hard, James chuckles. " I really like it when you pull my hair." 

 

Regulus' eyes widen in understanding before he smirks seductively, "Do you now?" 

 

"Oh shut up Reg, we're going to go have a shower." James tells him. 

 

"Oh, are we?" Regulus raises his eyebrows. 

 

"Yes. we are." James says, scooping Regulus up in one swift movement, holding onto his thighs. Regulus locks his ancles behind James' back, eyes widening. 

 

"That's still hot as fuck."

 

James grins.

 

 

Notes:

I've only given head once in my life and I was high as fuck and it was in a dark tent so don't come at me if this aint accurate.

 

Also do you guys know any good Jegulus coffee shop AU's where Regulus is a barista

Or Wolfstar coffee shop AU's where Remus is a barista??

Chapter 15: Heyyyyy Sirius

Summary:

Sirius finds out.

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"Hey Reg?" James started, they were laying on the sofa, James sat with Regulus' head in his lap as he carded his fingers through Regulus' hair. Regulus makes a little mhm sound and James takes a deep breath before continuing. "I um, I want to tall Sirius about us. Whatever- um, whatever this is you know?" James tells him. 

 

"Okay." 

 

James' hand stilled in Regulus' hair. "Okay? Just like that?" James asked cautiously, no way Regulus could be that calm about this. 

 

"Yeah, me and Sirius don't talk anymore. It's up to you James. You're his brother now, but just know that if he reacts badly I'm not taking any of the heat." Regulus says casually before tipping his head back, urging James to continue to move his fingers, which he does. 

 

"He's still you're brother you know. He still cares about you and loves you." James tells him. It's true. James can remember countless times that Sirius would sneak into his bed, both at the Potter manor and Hogwarts and break down about Regulus. He knew that Sirius felt immensely guilty about leaving Regulus, no matter how many times James reassured him, holding him and promising him that it was okay, and that he was just a kid doing what he needed to do to survive. 

 

"Mm, okay. Either way, I'm not going to get into it with him if it all goes to shit. How do you plan on telling him anyway?"

 

"He's staying with Remus for the summer. Remus has a phone, his mum is muggle. I can just call that. I have it all planned out. I'm not sure how he's going to react, I'm kind of scared he's going to hate me. He's always been protective of you." James tells him. 

 

Regulus snorts, "No he hasn't. Oh, and don't worry, he wont hate you. You're his soulmate I can tell just by the way he is around you." James scrunches up his nose in disgust. "Platonic. I mean platonic soulmate James. I just said that you're his brother. I know my family's all toujours pur and all that but still." 

 

James chuckles, leaning down to press a kiss on Regulus' nose, "You're so funny my love." 

 

"It wasn't meant to be funny." Regulus tells him, rolling his eyes. "Is incest funny to you James?" Regulus asks him, lips twitching up at the corners.  

 

"What- no I mean. Just. Ugh, you're so lucky you're pretty." James says, removing his hands from Regulus' hair to pinch his cheeks. 

 

"I hate you so much." Regulus says, pushing James' hands away, but always with the mixed signals, Regulus sits up, moving to straddle his thighs, cupping James' face in his ringed fingers and kissing his square on the mouth. 

 

"Mhm, I'm sure you do." James mumbles against Regulus' mouth.

 

"I do." He says before pushing his tongue into James' mouth, deepening the kiss with a satisfied hum. James grips his waist, pulling him in closer as Regulus' hands slide up into his hair. James head is ringing. He will never get tired of kissing this boy. His lips are soft, his skin is smooth and he is so so good with his tongue. "The phone is ringing, Potter."

 

So it's not in his head. "Mhm." James murmurs into Regulus' mouth. 

 

"One of us should go answer it." 

 

"Yeah." James replies but makes no sign of moving. Why would he when he's got this perfect boy, sat happily in his lap. Regulus pulls away slowly with a teasing grin. James groans mournfully at the lack of contact as Regulus stands up, wandering over to the ringing phone. 

 

James follows after him, wrapping his arms around Regulus' waist from the back and kissing his neck lazily as Regulus answers the phone. "Hello?" Regulus answers, tilting his head to the side to give James more room. "Hi, there. Mhm, yes I'm doing fine." James slides his hands under Regulus' top slowly, feeling the soft skin. "Oh, nothing much. Just waiting for your best friend to fuck me." James pauses, head snapping up, eyes wide with alarm. 

 

James can hear incomprehensible shouts through the phone but it's loud enough to reach James' ears so naturally, he's panicked. "Yes, obviously you can." Regulus turned around in James' grip, James still holding on to his waist but now Regulus is facing him. Staring up at him with those pretty eyes. "Sirius wants to talk to you." Regulus tells him innocently, passing him the phone and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. 

 

"You're a fucking menace." James whispers to him, making sure Sirius can't hear him through the phone. 

 

"You said you wanted to tell him." Regulus smiles innocently up at him, before getting on his tippy toes and whispering in James' ear, "I'll make it up to you later." Before walking away. 

 

"You better." James tells him, swatting him on the arse. Regulus merely grins at him, disappearing into the kitchen.

 

James takes a deep breath before slowly raising the phone to his ear. "Heyyyyy Sirius." 

 

"Don't hey Sirius me." Sirius snaps. "James Fleamont Potter. Would you care to inform me why my brother just said- said- I cant ever bare to say it." 

 

"See... uh- here's the thing. I would say it's not what it looks like but it's exactly what it looks like." James admits sheepishly, running a hand through his hair. "But listen Sirius it's-"

 

"So you're fucking my baby brother." Sirius states bluntly.

 

"He's not a baby I mean-"

 

"This is basically incest!" James goes to mumble something in the contrary bu   t Sirius interrupts once again. "You're like my brother and he's my brother so it's just, ugh." Sirius gives an audible shiver of disgust.

 

"Sirius don't make it weird." James groans.

 

"It's already weird!" Sirius says. "James you can't just fuck my brother. He's my brother and he hates me and it's complicated. You can't mess with him, he may not seem like it but he's sensitive and it's my job as his big brother to-"

 

"Sirius!" James interrupts. "I'm not messing with him. This isn't just for shits and giggles okay? I actually like him. Like, real feelings. Don't tell him I said that though because I haven't told him yet."

 

"You really like him?"

 

"Yes."

 

"And you're not going to fuck with him?"

 

"No."

 

"And you're going to stay ten feet away from him at all time?" 

 

"Sirius."

 

"Ugh. Fine! Fine. I can't believe this. I feel so betrayed, like my little brother has been defiled by you. You monster! You're so lucky I love you. Listen, here's what we're going to do. You do what you're doing for now. But as soon as you get out of there I'm having a proper long talk with you, and I'm going to punch you probably."

 

James sighs, "Okay, thanks."

 

"Mhm, whatever, now, My Moony is waiting for me. Goodbye. I still love you no matter how much of a back stabber you are." 

 

"Bye. I love you too Pads!" 

 

James hangs up, letting out a sigh of relief before heading into the kitchen to find Regulus happily sat on the counter, munching on a packet of crisps. "I can't believe you." James says as he enters. 

 

Regulus grins mischievously, shuffling to the edge of the counter, spreading his thighs as James comes to stand between them. He puts the packet beside him before looping his arms lazily around James' neck. "I'm ever so sorry darling."

 

James grins helplessly, he really does try to hold it back but how can he? He rolls his eyes, placing his hands on Regulus' hips and crowding even closer to him. "You're so hard to be annoyed at." James tells him, placing little kisses on his neck.

 

Regulus hums happily before pulling away slightly. "You're not actually upset are you?" He asked carefully. Oh this sweet sweet boy.

 

"No Reg, I'm not." James can't help but grin. "It's sweet of you to check though." 

 

"Sure, sure, whatever." Regulus places a kiss in his hair, holding onto his cheeks, James can feels his cold rings pressing into his cheeks. 

 

"Have I ever told you how much I love your rings?" James asked.

 

Regulus chuckles slightly, smiling softly at James. "No, no you haven't. 

 

"Well I do. They're hot as fuck." 

 

"Oh are they now?" James nodded sheepishly, "I'll keep that in mind."

 

"Good." 

 

Regulus gives him a kiss, laughing against his lips. 

 

This boy is perfect.

 

 

 

Notes:

I really hope you guys don't hate this. I have two brothers and they're both older so Idk how they would react if any of their friends got with me because that would make their friends nonces.

Chapter 16: Titanic sex

Summary:

sex

 

Regulus sighed, snuggling into James' chest, he'd gotten used to waking up next to James and he very much enjoyed it. Regulus looks up to find James already watching him, a gentle smile on his face. "Moring sleepy head, have a nice sleep?" James looked to soft, his hair muffed up, his face glasses free, Regulus couldn't help but give James a kiss, it was short and sweet, the type of kiss that had Regulus wanting to giggle and twirl his hair like a twelve year old girl with a crush. "What was that for?" James asked once they pulled away.

 

"You're face is stupid, so I had to kiss it." Regulus tells him.

 

"Ah, of course, I should have known." James says, nodding and smiling endearingly, Regulus didn't know what to do. He was so overwhelmed with affection all he could do was sink his teeth into James' shoulder. "Ow, not that I don't love you biting me but... why?"

 

Regulus shrugs, snuggling back into James' chest, James' arms tighten around him. "Felt like it."

 

James chuckles softly, "Okay." Regulus can sense his grin without even looking at him.  Regulus smiles softly as he feels James press a kiss into his hair. "What do you want to do today?" James asked him, giving him a little squeeze. 

 

"I want to watch the titanic, Pandora told me that it's good." Regulus tells him. 

 

"Alright then, sit up, we need breakfast first." 

 

Regulus groaned, fisting the side of James' top, "Just a few more minutes."

 

They do take a few more minutes, kissing lazily, cuddling, soft smiles, until James - the evil man that he is - makes that get us and leads Regulus into the kitchen where he makes the breakfast as Regulus sits cross legged on the counter, watching him move around the kitchen.  Once they've eaten, James simply scoops Regulus up from the sofa (Very hot by the way) and walks them over to the sofa, putting Regulus down. 

 

Regulus shuffles around until he's laying across the sofa, his head propped up on where there was a pillow resting against the arm of the sofa. James simply gets on his knees in front of Regulus and pulls his thighs open further. Regulus does not object. Who in their right mind would? James lays in-between Regulus' bent legs. Regulus gets the remote and puts on the movie before wrapping his arms around James' shoulders. 

 

By the end of the movie James is snuffling and sobbing, Regulus is now sat up, James still in between his legs but they're both upright and Regulus is hugging James' head to his chest. "There was enough room on that door for the both of them!" He sobbed, taking a deep breath. 

 

Regulus found it oddly endearing how upset James got over a simple movie. "I know." Regulus comforted. 

 

"I would have made room for you on the door!" He sniffles, pulling his head away from Regulus' chest, Regulus cupped his face, swiping his tears away with his thumbs. 

 

"I know you would have, but it was just a movie James, all fake. Nobody's really dead." 

 

"I know, but still..." James trails of. 

 

"How about I make you feel better yeah?" Regulus smirked, James immediately perked up, giving his a once over before grinning. 

 

"Yeah, I think I need it." James says, pouting and jutting his bottom lip out. Regulus chuckles, taking James' hand and leading him into his room. He pushes James onto the bed gently before climbing over him and straddling his hips. James looks beyond ecstatic. Regulus carefully rolled his hips, leaning down to give James the dirtiest kiss he had ever given, all tongue and teeth. 

 

James ran his hands all over Regulus' body, sneaking them up his top, across the curve of his hips, skimming over his arse. Regulus gasped into the kiss when James squeezed his arse. He rocked his hips harder as he pulled off his own top and then helped James out of his. "Merlin, you're perfect." James told him, eyes skimming over Regulus. Now why would he go and say that? It's like he's trying so make it so that Regulus could never find anyone as good as him. 

 

They both quickly discarded of their trousers and pants, and fuck there were no layers to separate them as they rocked together, Regulus was going to implode. 

 

James flipped them over effortlessly, his strength always made Regulus shiver with delight, Regulus arched his back off the bed as he felt James' finger skim over his hole. "Okay?" James asked against his lips. 

 

"Yes, yes, yes, yes. Please. I have lube in the bedside table, top draw." James reached over and pulled out a little bottle from the draw, flicking the cap open and applying it over his fingers, he put the lube aside before hitching Regulus' legs higher on his hips and Regulus hooked his legs behind James' back. 

 

Regulus let out a surprised moan as James skimmed his finger over his hole once more, this time his finger was wet. He slowly pushed a finger into Regulus, and he could see James studying his expression. 

 

"Another." Regulus breathed after a while of James prodding about. 

 

James added another finger, slowly scissoring him. Regulus moaned lowly, burying his hands in James' hair as he rocked himself down onto the fingers. "More, more, more." He pleaded, breath becoming raged. James did as he was told, adding another finger. 

 

He crooked them at a certain angle and it shot a spike of pleasure right through Regulus' entire body, he arched as he moaned loudly. "Fuck, Jamie, I'm ready. I need you, now." James slowly removed his fingers, grinning down at Regulus.

 

"So needy." James squirted more lude onto his hand before spreading it over his dick. 

 

"Wait." James immediately halted. "I want to ride." 

 

James' eyes widened before he let out a breath, seemingly amazed. "Fuck. Okay, yes, yeah lets do that. Now." James seemed to be in a trance as he laid on his back and Regulus climbed back on top of him, lining himself up with James' cock before slowly sinking onto it. "Fuck." James groaned breathlessly, grabbing onto Regulus' hips. 

 

Regulus kept his hands on James' chest, sinking sown until he had taken all of James, "Shit. You're so good Jamie." He moaned. 

 

He pushed up again before sinking back down, and continued the movement, speeding up gradually. His moans getting louder and louder as he went on.

 

He hung his head down, his hair falling in his face as he rode faster, he was getting impossibly loud by now, barely able to contain screaming James' name. "Such pretty noises you're making." James groaned, head thrown back on the pillow. 

 

Regulus bounced down a certain way and oh merlin oh merlin oh merlin oh merlin. fuuuuckkkk. That, he doesn't know where he just went but he's pretty sure it was heaven. James' cock continued to prod at his prostate as Regulus bounced on him. 

 

Okay, he can't hold it anymore. He let himself go, being as loud as he wanted, "James! James! James! James!" He was repeating it like a prayer, getting impossibly louder. "Fuck James, tu es si bon.Tant mieux pour moi."    (Fuck James, you're so good for me, so good.)

 

"Merlin," James squeezed Regulus' hips groaning as he guided Regulus up and down on his dick. "You're so good Reg, so perfect and gorgeous for me." 

 

"James. I'm gonna, I'm- I-" Regulus had never come without his dick getting touched before but here they were, Regulus coming all over James' chest as James came right after, Regulus could feel it inside him and fuck it was good.

 

Regulus flopped onto James, panting, completely out of breath. "Feeling better?" 

 

"Mm." James hummed lazily before getting up. "Going to get a cloth." 

 

He comes back with a wet cloth, his chest now clean, and he cleans up Regulus gently. This man is perfect. 

 

Regulus pulled him into a kiss, gently moving his mouth over James' "What did I do?" He pulls back grinning.

 

"You're amazing." Regulus whispers, forehead resting against James'. 

 

James' grin was almost blinding. 

 

Notes:

I am so so so so sorry it took so long. A let has been going on.

As well as the fact that I have no ideas.... if you have any ideas of what I should write please tell me.

Chapter 17: Sitting and baths

Summary:

This is basically just pure smut.

Notes:

Soooo…. I don’t really have any excuse for why I’ve been gone so long sorry my pookies. I just didn’t have much motivation also I’m sorry this chapter is so short but I wanted to get one out to you now. 🤷♀️

James hummed to himself, cleaning up the living room. He was- well, the best way to put it was giddy. He was so fucking happy. He was Regulus’, Regulus was his. He could barely contain himself. How had he gotten so lucky to land a boy like that, so pretty and smart and lovely and- agh! Every time James saw him he wanted to squish him as hard as he could and never let go.

 

Speak of the devil. Regulus walked into the room, heading towards the sofa, and James could not be blamed for his eyes sticking to Regulus’ arse the whole time it took for him to get over to the sofa. He was in those little shorts that he knew drove James mad.

 

And fuck as he sat down his thighs did the thing- where they- where they grow like 100 times bigger when he sits down. James liked that. He wondered on over to Regulus, dropping to his knees as soon as he was between Regulus’ legs. Regulus looked up, eyes wide in surprise before he grins, pushing his hands into James’ hair.

 

“Where’s this come from love?” He asked, smirking.

 

“I really like your thighs.” James told him, bowing his head down to plant a fluttering kiss on the inside of his thigh. Regulus sighed happily, spreading his legs open wider as his grip tightened on James’ hair. “And your arse.” James added with a cheeky smile.

 

Regulus gave him a light smack on the head before guiding him down again. James took the message for what it was, sucking and kissing the insides of Regulus’ thighs as he squirmed above him, letting out little moans. “Fuck, my thighs are sensitive.” Regulus groaned.

 

James hummed in agreement, sucking with more dedication before he stood up, scooping Regulus into his arms as he goes up. Regulus makes a little noise of surprise before happily wrapping his legs around James’ waist, sucking on his neck contently as James walked them to his bedroom. He deposited Regulus on the bed, taking his own top of before climbing in after him.

 

“I have an idea.” James smirked, crawling over to Regulus until he was between his legs, pressing light kisses to his neck.

 

“Mhm, what’s this idea of yours.”

 

“I want you to sit on my face.” James stated, he pulled back a bit when he felt Regulus freeze.

 

“For real?” Regulus asked, eyes flitting over James’ face. James nodded and Regulus broke out into a grin. “Fuck you’re so hot Jamie.”

 

Regulus started undressing himself, taking off his top with James’ help before tugging off his shorts and pants in one swoop. James pulled his joggers off, along with his pants and once they were both naked Regulus eased James onto his back. James grinned when Regulus slung one leg over him so he was straddling James’ chest, facing away from him. James held onto Regulus’ bruised thighs gently trying to lower him down.

 

“So do you literally want me to just sit in your face?” Regulus asked.

 

“More than anything.” James told him, tugging him down gently.

 

Regulus let out and obscene moan as James ran his tongue over his entrance, he could tell that Regulus wasn’t putting his full weight on him but he would let him ease into it. He felt Regulus’ hands on his chest as he experimentally ground down onto James’ face. James licked and sucked at his rim before breaching the entrance.

 

“Fuck Fuck Fuck. Jamie Fuck.” Regulus moaned loudly, grinding harder onto James’ face, fully getting in there. Yes. This is what he’d been looking for. Regulus continues to ride his face, moaning loudly, chanting James’ name over and over again. “Fuck you’re so good Jamie.”

 

James took a hand off one of Regulus’ thighs, moving his hand round to his cock. Regulus gasped in delight as James gripped him, moving his tongue and hand at the same rhythm. “I’m close. I’m so close.”

 

He was practically screaming James’ name as he came, panting as he came down from his high. He collapsed off of James, breathing heavily as he laid beside him.

 

“You were so good love, so good.” James told him, pushing some of Regulus’ hair off his sweaty forehead.

 

Regulus hummed happily, “Your turn for some fun now.” He smiled cheekily, shimmying down the bed and taking James’ cock in his mouth. James shut his eyes and enjoyed the bliss.

………….

James smiled happily when Regulus settled his back against James’ front as they sat in the bubbly bath. “You alright darling?” James asked kissing his shoulder, he had love bites all over his neck and thighs and James as very proud of himself and had no shame about it.

 

“More than.” Regulus said, sighing contently, “You know, you’re very good at that. Very giving. The best I’ve ever had.”

 

“Really.” James asked, grinning widely, looking over Regulus’ shoulder to see his face.

 

“Yeah yeah, don’t let it go to your head.” He blushed, playfully pushing James back by the face.

 

“It’s definitely gone to my head. If it makes you feel any better, you’re also the best I’ve ever had.” James said happily, running his hands over Regulus’ sides. He was about a second away from kicking his feet and giggling like a twelve year old girl.

 

Regulus rested his head back against James’ shoulder, eyes closed. “You’re so lovely James.” He sighed.

 

“Why do you sound so devastated about that?” James chuckled, pressing a kiss to Regulus’ cheek.

 

“You’re just too good for this world.”

 

And James couldn’t help but think of those three little words nagging in the back of his mind.

Notes:

So, what do we think?

Chapter 18: The talk

Summary:

Ermmmmmm I have no idea if this chapter contradicts thing said in past chapters and I cant be asked to check so u lot can deal with it..

Notes:

Sorry lads I didn't realise how long I'd been gone for.... whoops. but I have excuses this time!!!!!

James sighed, snuggling his face into Regulus' hair. He loved how Reg slept, taking up all the space, his leg and arm thrown over James, his head resting on James' chest.

 

James tightened his arms around Regulus' waist, Regulus liked being hugged tightly, It helped him sleep. James felt so much affection towards him that the only way he could describe it was wanting to crawl into Regulus' skin and stay there for eternity.

 

They only had a week left of this. A week left until they went beck to the real world. A week until their little bubble popped. James had to savour every moment he could. He hoped they'd still be together like this. Surely they would. Surely they wouldn't stop being together anymore just because they're not living in their won little house together anymore. No. They would stay together. 

 

James just couldn't get the nagging voice out the back of his brain. 

 

Regulus stirred from his sleep, cracking one eye open slightly, "Stop thinking so loud." He grumbles moodily.

 

James couldn't help but smile softly down at him. "Sorry love."

 

"What you thinking of?"

 

"Oh you know just what we're gonna do after this." James sighed, stroking a hand through Regulus' hair. Regulus' eyebrows scrunched together, confused. Fuck he was so cute.

 

"After this?"

 

"You know, when we go back to Hogwarts and that." Regulus went a little stiff. James didn't like that, it was anything but a good sign. He stilled his hand in Regulus' hair. "We'll still be together right? Like this?" James could hear the desperation in his own voice.

 

"Well, I don't know.." Regulus untangled himself from James, sitting up whilst chewing on his lip anxiously.

 

That's not what James wanted to hear. He sits up too, facing Regulus, "What do you mean?"

 

Regulus was looking anywhere but at James, "Well, I don't know what's going to happen." Regulus said quietly shrugging one shoulder.

 

"I- But- Why... why wouldn't we still be together?" James asked pathetically, trying to catch Regulus' eye. His heart was pounding painfully in his chest.

 

"Because it just doesn't make sense." Oh. James could just about hear his heart crack in his chest.

 

"Oh." James' voice cracked and Regulus finally looked up at him. "Well, well why not?"

 

"Because it's different out there. It's real. There are other people."

 

"What's that got to do with anything?" James was getting a little frantic now, running his hands stressfully through his hair. 

 

"Well for one, Sirius would loose his shit-"

 

"But he already knows about us. You're not making any sense." James interrupted.

 

"He's fine with it because he doesn't think it's real." Regulus stated firmly. Not up for debate. "If he saw it with his own two eyes he'd freak the fuck out. He's only calm because he can pretend it's not happening. That its not true. He can pretend its just a fling or a lapse in judgement on your part. We cant James. We just cant, he wont let us actually be together"

 

"But- but he will, he just wants us happy." James' voice was cracking. His eyes stung. Just ten minutes ago he was cuddling with the love of his life. Now he's fighting to keep him by his side. 

 

Regulus sighed. "Even if he did... there's still my parents." Regulus looked down, playing with his own fingers.

 

"Reg. You can't be serious. You cant just let them get in the way of what we have. You can come live with me Reggie. Just leave them." James begged.

 

"I can't James. You know that..."

 

"Why the fuck not?!" James' voice was getting louder, angrier, it's as if Regulus didn't even want to fight for them.

 

"James don't raise your voice at me. This isn't my fault. There's nothing I can do about it." Regulus muttered, still looking down at his hands.

 

"But there is isn't there?" James said, not lowering his voice. He couldn't bring himself to feel bad about it right now cause it felt as though his heart was split in two. It probably was. He should check. "You- you could come live with me!"

 

"James, you're not listening to me." Regulus whispered quietly. "I cant. Sirius is gone. There's nobody else but me. They wont let me leave as easy as Sirius did. They just wont."

 

"You're just making up excuses now." Now James was pretty much shouting.

 

"James I-"

 

"No! No! If you don't want me then just say so and I'll fuck off but I don't want your half assed excuses on why we can't be together!" James would probably feel really bad about this later but he couldn't really control himself. 

 

"They're not half ass-"

 

"Fuck! Regulus I cant believe this! I put all my effort into making you comfortable with me and this is what I get?! I can't-"

 

"Get out." It was so quiet James almost didn't hear it.

 

"What?!" He seethed.

 

"Get. Out." Regulus swallowed hard. 

 

"What do you-"

 

"James got out!" Regulus cried, picking up a book from his bed side table and throwing it in James' direction. James dodged, watching in shock as the book sailed past where his head just was. 

 

James jumped up from the bed, rushing out the room. 

 

Fuck.

 

 

 

 

 

Notes:

Soz chat.. I know it's a short one but I got bored half way through.

Ok now for my list of excuses on why I didn't update:

-My brother finally got kicked out after years of my mum threatening it.
-My 17 year old sister is still dating a 43 year old (she lives with his now.)
-I got a bf then broke up with him.
-I got two teeth removed
-I got diagnosed with insomnia (not really surprised.)
-I was sexually assaulted twice
-My sisters going dance world cup
-I had surgery on my eye
-My parents almost broke up (Not really a rare occurrence)
-My mum threw an egg mcmuffin at my face (I'm allergic to egg)

 

Ok story time for the last oneeeee
Basically me, my little sister and my parents went to Mcdonalds drive-through and my mum made the order sound really complicated for the poor guy so I made a joke about it just something like "Bros giving the poor guy hell on his first day."
Then my mum got mad and started screaming. and i dont mean shouting. No. screaming. then she started screaming about how her life is unfair and we love dad more that we love her yada yada yada, then I was tryna comfort my little sister by pulling faces cause she was crying but my mum saw and through her egg mcmuffing at my face full force and ofc I started giggling cause humours my coping mechanism. At this point we were in a Sainsburys carpark and my mum had her car door open and she starts screaming so loud she acc lost her voice the next day. and as shes doing it you can see people walking past trying to mind their own business when this old man walks past and gives our car the BIGGEST side eye with no shame whatsoever. As we're driving again my mum is still shouting and her and my dad are arguing at this point shouting about how they should just break up and I start joking about the old man to my little sister because at this point she's balling her eyes out and i wanna comfort her. Once again my mum starts screaming and then half way through shouts at my dad to pull over. Then she angrily gets out the car and opens my door and obviously I flinch away assuming im about to get a hand to the face instead of a mcmuffin but they this girl HUGS ME and starts crying, saying that shes sorry and loves me like GIRL...
Then in about three minutes she starts it up again with the screaming and this time im like fuck it im shouting back cause she litro started talking about how im her worst kid and she dont love me and I wasn't about to have that cause her other kids are all druggies, fucking 40 yr olds, or 12. Long story short I was kicked out the car and had to was 30 mins home. Yippie!! (Please dont call child services, shes usually nice)

Edit:
Sorry i haven’t posted for a while, my brother was really i’ll for a while and almost died, sort of fits the marauders theme if you think about it (please laugh)
but i will be back to it soon

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Hope you liked it. ❤️