July 30: Enter | @jegulus-microfic | Word Count: 322

July 30: enter | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 322

“James, stop clinging to me so much, you literally haven't let go since the guy at the line said we could enter, just relax!” Regulus exclaimed, as James was clutching his boyfriend’s arm. “It’s just a haunted house!”

James looked at Regulus with wide eyes. “It’s all dark in here!” He clutched Regulus’ arm tighter. He dropped his voice to a terrified whisper and said, “And did you see that bloody zombie back there?”

“Yes, I saw the clown.” Regulus shook his head and rolled his eyes with an affectionate smirk. He patted James’ head as they turned a corner in the gloomy house. “I think you’re grown enough to not have to hug me through the whole experience,” Regulus cooed, peeling James away and walking ahead of him. 

James swallowed nervously as they continued to trek through the seemingly endless twists and turns. 

Regulus was a few feet ahead of James and made the turn into the next hallway before James did.

A second after Regulus turned the corner, James heard a shriek and a loud thump on the floor. 

“Reg!" James worriedly yelled after his boyfriend and sprinted around to see what happened.

As soon as he set foot in the new hallway, he came face to face with a wide-eyed Regulus and one of the haunted house actors dressed as a werewolf sitting on the floor, cradling his face with his hands.

Regulus grinned sheepishly at James, which was all it took for it to dawn on him.

"You didn't..." 

Regulus nodded slowly, his terrified eyes running all over James' face. 

"It's 'just a haunted house', huh?" James asked with a chuckle as he pulled Regulus in to give him a tight, comforting hug. 

"Oh, shut up," Regulus snapped. He put a finger on James' chest threateningly. "We are never speaking of this, do you hear me James Potter?"

James couldn't help but laugh again before responding, "Yes, dear."

July 22: intelligence | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 185

“Delete that picture, I look disgusting!” Regulus exclaimed when he saw James’ wallpaper on his phone. 

James gasped. “I think you look beautiful in that one!” James snatched his phone away from his husband to look at the picture in question. 

Regulus glared daggers at him. “James, my hair is all over the place in that picture, and you’re showing it off to the world!” He shoved James’ shoulder lightly.

“But your smile is so cute in that picture,” James cooed, poking Regulus’ cheek teasingly. 

“You’ve got the same intelligence as a rock if you think that picture makes me look cute in any way,” Regulus muttered, stealing James’ phone back and unlocking it. He waved the phone. “I’m changing it.”

James laid his head in Regulus’ lap as he searched for a picture he deemed acceptable.

After 5 minutes Regulus turned the phone to James. On the screen was one of the photos from their wedding. In the picture, James was hugging Regulus’ waist and kissing his cheek while Regulus had a big, beautiful smile on his face. 

James grinned. “That one’s perfect, love.”

"always never"

word count: 96

“Let me take you out for coffee.”

“No.”

“We can see a film?”

“No.”

“Stargazing?”

“Promising, but still no.”

James groaned. This was probably the millionth time Regulus had turned him down. 

“Just let me take you on a date, Reg,” James pleaded. “I’d always be good to you.”

He scanned the face of the younger boy who scoffed, “I’ll never go out with you, Potter.”

“I don’t believe in never,” James said simply, lips curling up. 

“I don’t believe in always,” Regulus countered.

“Well, opposites attract.”

“Never.” He raised an eyebrow.

“Always,” James finished, smirking.

James: So, Reggie. What’s your type then?

Regulus: Hmmm. Tall with black hair. I like them sweet and a bit dumb. More of an athletic build, slim waist with strong thighs. Like a chaser figure. Glasses are always a plus. Yeah, glasses are very hot.

James: Awww!! That sounds like me! Too bad I’m not a girl!

Regulus: …..

Regulus: Did I mention dumb?

James: Yup! You mentioned that!

James: (:

Regulus, head in his palms: We’re doomed.

July 29: ignore | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 342

— 

Thanksgiving 1977

“Reg, love, you can’t keep ignoring me,” James pleaded with his boyfriend, who was pointedly looking anywhere but in his direction. He stood on the opposite side of the empty classroom they were in with his arms adamantly crossed. 

Regulus stayed silent, merely raising an eyebrow, giving James the go-ahead to speak. 

“Regulus…” James took a step closer to him, tucking a loose curl behind his ear, “I don’t want you to stay in that house. Please. My parents have already said they’d be more than happy to have you stay at ours. And Sirius wants you to escape before…”

“Before they inevitably force me to take the Mark.” Regulus snapped his head to glare at James as he talked. His eyes swirled with a thousand emotions that James couldn’t really put names to. “I know, James.” 

James pulled him closer to hug him. Regulus turned away from him but didn’t pull away from the embrace. 

“I-I know they’re awful, but James,” Regulus finally turned to look at him, eyes shining with tears, “they’re my parents.” He choked on a sob before continuing, “But, I know I have to leave soon.”

James rubbed his back comfortingly and whispered soft consolations as his boyfriend sobbed into his chest.

Regulus sniffed and shifted his gaze to meet James’ again. This time, James saw nothing but resolve and determination set into his eyes “This Christmas break. I’ll apparate. I’ll do it on the day before Christmas Eve. I promise.”

—

New Years' Day 1978

James frantically searched the train platform for signs of his boyfriend. 

He hadn’t come on the day before Christmas Eve. 

James had been worried out of his mind. Regulus hadn’t even sent a letter to explain why he didn’t show up. 

Then, James saw a glimpse of Regulus’ black curls. He left behind his bags and sprinted to where Regulus sat on a bench, eyes trained on the ground. 

“Reg.”

Regulus lifted his head. The second he saw Regulus’ eyes, he knew.

“I’m so sorry, Jamie,” Regulus whispered.

Regulus studying: James coming up from behind him and wrapping his arms around Regulus: Regulus: James, what are you doing? James: I'm being your personal blanket. Regulus: ...Can you be a blanket that helps me with charms homework? James shaking his head: Blankets don't study. Regulus smiling: sigh