James Would Wear These All The Time Unironically

james would wear these all the time unironically

James: We have to get there fast, so Remus should drive

Regulus: why Remus?

Remus: I have nothing to live for and I drive like it

Just as James has settled on the bed while he reads over Sirius' notes, there's a knock at the door.

"Reggie?" Sirius calls out, and the door opens to reveal a roud face with flushed cheeks and messy curls that almost cover the younger boy's eyes. "How many times must I tell you that if it's you at my door you don't need to knock?"

Reggie- Regulus, James remembers as he scrambles to straighted up on the bed in an attempt to look decent, glances at James.

"I just wanted to be polite." He says, voice soft. "You have a guest."

"It's just Jimmy." Sirius dismisses without missing a beat. "Don't worry about him."

James rolls his eyes at Sirius' back, shooting up and onto his feet. "James Potter!" He smiles his best smile, utterly satisfied when Regulus' blush deepens. "It's a pleasure, finally meeting you."

"Hi, James." Regulus walks into the room, holding his hand out to James with a shy smile. "I'm Regulus. I... I like your jumper."

James squeezes Regulus' hand before letting it go. "Thank you, I bought it a couple of weeks ago." There's much James could comment on when it comes to Regulus' appearance: Regulus is wearing a jumper himself, bigger than his slight frame, with fluffy socks that match its colour and a pair of light blue pants with clouds printed on them.

He's so cute.

James watches Sirius from the corner of his eye, but his friend is still distracted by the message Moony sent him that he's trying to decipher. He leans into Regulus' space, winking when he says: "I like your smile."

Regulus tries to hide it behind one of his hands, but his smile widens and his whole being brithens at the compliment. James has to fight against the urge to coo at him.

Before he can answer James, Sirius clears his throat. When James turns towards him, he finds Sirius watching him with raised eyebrows. James sheepishly moves away from Regulus, sitting back on the bed and pretenting to still be reading from the notes.

"Reggie." Sirius nods at the other boy to go to his side. "Ignore Potter, he has to study from my notes because he's an idiot."

Regulus hesitates for a second, but then he follows his brother's orders, leaning on his side when he reaches him. "What are you doing, 'rius? I'm bored."

"Replying to a wonderful, maddening individual. Take my switch, turn the playstation on, I don't care. Just sit with me, alright?"

Regulus is too delighted by his brother's words to pay attention to the way Sirius leans away so he can glare daggers at James. "I'm gonna start playing The Last of Us, then!"

"Yeah sure," Sirius hums distractedly, but he's smiling. "I'll take over once I'm done here, okay?"

"Thank you!" Regulus turns to James, gesturing towards the TV. "I get easily spooked." He admits.

James is fucked. It's as simple as that. "That's fair," he says, struggling to keep a hold of the notes. "Want me to-"

"Why don't you finish studying, Jimbo?" Sirius cuts in, eyes still stuck to his phone's screen. His voice is like ice, and James sighs in defeat. "Wouldn't want Professor Sprout to fail you, right?"

"Right..."

Jegulus Microfic: Flower

Sirius, Remus, and Peter just stared at James and the bundle in this arms with matching expressions of disbelief. 

“James,” Remus said nervously, “mate, you got him flowers? Him?”

“Regulus?” Peter added, as though that weren’t already obvious.

James just ignored them, he was proud of what he’d picked out. 

“He’ll like them,” he said confidently. 

Sirius grimaced. “My brother? Regulus Black? Will like flowers?” he asked. 

James just nodded. 

“He’ll like these.”

All of his friends nodded awkwardly and a chorus of “sure” and “okay” followed. 

-

Undeterred, James brought the flowers with him when he met up with Regulus for their date. 

Regulus looked a little bit confused to be handed flowers, until James put a finger to his lips. 

“Just watch,” he whispered. 

Regulus didn’t argue, but he did startle in surprise after James whispered “Incendio” and the flowers went up in flames in a beautiful green blaze.

Regulus’ face burst into a smile.

“The Quidditch match?” he asked.

James nodded excitedly. “This is me wishing you good luck. More like this if you win.”

A smile tilted one corner of Regulus’ mouth up. 

“You’d better fill the room with them.”

James just grinned confidently.

“I knew you’d like them,” he said. 

Regulus considered the firey bundle in his hands for a moment before nodding. 

“I would like anything on fire, but making the flames green was a nice added touch. Nice one, James.”

James had been right. Of course. He always knew what Regulus would like. Take that, Sirius.

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@jegulus-microfic - 252 words - 5/22

*Everyday when James and Regulus see each other in the halls before they start dating*

Regulus: fuck off

James: love you too

*the one day James is having a bad day*

James: fuck off

Regulus: love you too

James: *freaks out for several days*

sirius and regulus, the most beautiful stars in the night sky.

By likeafunerall, and reposted with permission.