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Regulus Black is a stubborn man.
A stubborn man indeed.
I mean, he wouldn’t agree, but James Potter sure would. Why? Well you might wanna ask him…
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~ James ~
“I swear to Merlin, Reg. You’re sick! Stop working!” I stress as my wonderful, beautiful, boyfriend continues to work.
“Jaime,” he sneezes, “I’m fine. Stop worrying! I don’t get sick.”
See I would believe him, but his pale featured, big eyes, and red nose, tell me otherwise. I look at him with a look on my face, probably in between teasing, and ‘just admit I’m right for once’. In all Reg fashion, he just glares back. “Regulus let’s go.”
“No.” He pouts, whining. “I need to,” he coughs, “work James.”
“I didn’t want to have to do this.” I shake my head, laughing as I go to his chair. I pick him up, he tries to get away but sick and shaky as he is, it’s no use.
“James! Let me down, you twat!”
“Mmm, no.” I continue walking down the hallway to our bedroom, and set him down. A scowl on his face. “Well aren’t you a ray of sunshine.” I say with sarcasm, giggling a bit.
“No that’s your job.” He yawns, which leads to a cough.
“Ah yes, must’ve forgot, sorry mi corazón. Now sleep, please.”
“I’m not tired…”
If you could’ve guessed, he fell asleep.
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So if you could’ve guessed, Regulus Black was a stubborn man.
Yes, of course, James Potter knew.
He loved him anyway.
~ End ~
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