He Likes This, Better Than Fighting.

He likes this, better than fighting.

(+fic rec: the only place worth being)

regulus black sleeps with one million stuffed animals at the end of his bed because he feels bad if he leaves any of them out

sirius: *sneaking into james’ bed at 3am*

james: yo, what, sirius -

sirius: i just finished watching bambi, james.

james: …

sirius: i’m fucking sad now, james!

james: for fuck’s-

sirius: he reminds me of YOU, JAMES-

animal lover regulus who just has to greet whatever creature he encounters. regulus who after his brother left, all company he could enjoy at home were insects and the occasional stray cat wandering around. regulus who subtly waves at any crows that fly by, says hello to the black dog he sometimes sees running around the quidditch field when he goes flying at night, and nods cordially every time an owl rushes through with a message.

animal lover regulus who once ventures a little too deep into the forbidden forest, gets a little lost. regulus who's starting to get restless and fidgets with his robes, who suddenly hears rustling and turns around startled. regulus who relaxes once he sees the stag, that —although much bigger— seems in the same predicament as him. regulus who speaks softly, keeping his tone gentle to try and not scare the deer away, who dares to stumble forward, reaching to touch around the animal's head. regulus who waits as the stag slowly, hesitantly comes to him, nesting it's soft nose against his palms. regulus who let's out a chuckle when the stag gradually becomes more and more confortable under his touch, who watches as the tension leaves it's body, frightened brown eyes settling shut. regulus who hushes the stag, praises, thanks it for letting him close. regulus who wonders why the fur is turning warmer even though it's getting chilly in the woods. regulus who feels so at peace here, with his forehead pressed against a deer and his hands wrapped around heavy antlers.

animal lover regulus who eventually pulls back, blinking a few times as he grounds himself again. regulus who remembers it's actually late and he should be back before curfew. regulus who, on a wimp, surges forwards a presses a tiny kiss right on the stag's nose, laughs softly at the stupidity of it all, and hurries back into the castle. regulus who later lies in bed, fighting sleep as his mind replays what happened earlier. regulus who decides to go into the woods the next day, in hopes of encountering the stag again.

head - jegulus - @stag-microfic - word count: 284 - 13 September

“You know Prongs this is the first Sunday in ages that I think you’ve slept in,” Remus remarked, popping his head through the curtains of James’ four-poster.

James froze in place. Regulus’ eyes snapped open. Fear gripping both of them. James moved his lips away from where he was painting Regulus’ neck purple. Barely coherent, Regulus tried to sit up but could only manage lifting up into his elbows. Shifting into gear, James sprang up on the bed - almost as though he was electrocuted.

“Moony! It’s not what it looks like! I was just … uh”

A smirk crept across Remus’ face. “Oh really Prongs? I’d love you to enlighten me as to what you were doing?”

“Um well”

“Cause it looks like you were defiling Pads’ little brother, is what it looks like”

Regulus cleared his throat, “Remus, listen I don’t know about defiling,” he mused.

Remus laughed. James immediately pulled him into the surrounding of the curtains.

“Don’t, you’ll wake Pads!” James whisper-shouted.

“I would love to see what story you spin for him,” Remus cackled, holding his stomach, “how many nights have you spent here Reg?”

It was Regulus’ turn to smirk. “The past three nights,” he replied smugly.

“Oh don’t think you’re so slick, I just thought Prongs was just having a good wank on Friday.”

Regulus’ cheeks burned red, pushing James, he whispered furiously, “I thought you said you were good at silencing charms.”

“I am”

“He’s shit at them.”

The three of them whipped around to see Sirius, sleep still in his eyes.

“You don’t have to look so dumbfounded, I’ve known since you first got together. I read James’ diary”

Sirius left the three of them speechless.