Kinning Regulus Black But Not Because We Look Or Act Alike But Because I, Too, Would Fold Like A Lawn

kinning regulus black but not because we look or act alike but because I, too, would fold like a lawn chair for james potter

September 9: carry | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 190

“Jamie, pleeeease.”

“Reg…”

“I’ll break up with you if you don’t.”

“Reg!”

“James, I might die.”

James’ laugh almost bubbled over and spilled out, but he held it in stoically. Regulus would kill him for laughing at him right now.

Regulus gave James a death stare so intense others might have cried from. Not James though. James merely smiled and finally relented.

“Okay, yes, I’ll carry you for a bit,” James told his boyfriend, who had been dragging his feet through the amusement park for the last hour. 

“Finally,” Regulus groaned, hopping up on James’ back and swinging his legs to circle James’ waist.

James caught him and squeezed his thighs lightly. He loved carrying him around like this. And he knew Regulus liked to be carried. So it worked out pretty well for them.

“So which ride did you want to go on next, love?” James asked.

“The one with the snakes,” his boyfriend answered sweetly, angry tone completely evaporated now that he’d gotten his wish.

“That one’s on the other side of the park…” James said slowly.

“I know.”

God, James loved that man. Truly. Bless his soul.

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I love that so much!

the only way reg is letting james paint that wall is if james lets him put his fairy lights in every room

The rainbow decorations remind me of the subtle rainbow items in Brooklyn 99.

august 11: home | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 289

“James, I am not letting you ruin our home!”

“Baby—“

“Not another word,” Regulus hissed at his husband, “we are not painting the walls of this house red.” 

Regulus glared at James who was  giving him puppy dog eyes and clasping his hands together.

Regulus raised an eyebrow at him.

“James, I don’t understand what you find so… cool about a bright red wall,” Regulus sighed as James came over to him and hugged his waist tightly. He instinctively brought his arms up to hug James’ neck.

James pressed a gentle, lingering kiss to Regulus and mumbled into his mouth, “I never said bright red, love.”

Regulus shook his head softly. “Red is such a…” Regulus looked at his husband’s eyes instead of his mouth and decided to bite back his retort. “Red is a very… bold color,” he said.

Regulus moved to kiss James again but his husband pulled back. 

James instead went to peppering little, tiny kisses all over Regulus’ neck. 

“Just one wall, love.” 

“I—“

“It can be in my office so people don’t see it.”

Regulus thought about it for a moment while James continued kissing.  He couldn’t see a good enough reason why not.

Regulus pulled James’ head away from his neck and brought it down so their foreheads were touching. He cradled James’ cheek with one of his hands.

“Okay.”

James immediately pulled back and did a leap in the air with a shout of “YES!”

Regulus put a hand on his husband’s shoulder and pointed a threatening finger at him.

“But only in your office, mon soleil.” Regulus fixed him with a glare. When James tried to lean in for another kiss, Regulus pulled away. “I mean it, James, just your office.”

September 11: abroad | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 234

James had been waiting anxiously in the airport for an hour.

Regulus was returning from a work trip abroad to Italy and he’d left James at their flat in London.

The thing was that James couldn’t see Regulus anywhere in the airport. He’d even made a special sign with his boyfriend’s face printed across it.

James missed Regulus SOFUCKINGMUCH. Like honestly, he didn’t think he’s ever missed anyone that much.

Just then, he got a text message from Regulus. In his excitement, he fumbled his password twice before unlocking his phone and reading the message that said:

omfg check behind you, jamie…

James spun around, nearly dropping his special sign, and finally laid eyes on Regulus, who was rolling his eyes and walking over to where James was.

James sprinted to Regulus and attacked with a hug so fierce that had made him drop his bags. He didn’t care. He’d missed him too much to care.

Regulus let out a soft airy laugh and hugged James back. He could feel Regulus’ hands tighten in his hair where he was grabbing at it.

James pulled back just enough to look into Regulus’ eyes. His eyes flicked down to his lips for an instant then back up to gaze into that familiar stormy blue.

“I missed you,” he whispered, cradling Regulus’ cheek gently.

“I missed you more,” Regulus sighed before capturing James’ lips with his own.

"wolfstar is canon" I say into the microphone. the crowd boos. I sigh and begin to walk off stage. "she's right" a voice says, I turn and there he is. David Thewlis.