July 10. Snitch. 215 Words. @jegulus-microfic

july 10. snitch. 215 words. @jegulus-microfic

James wakes up to a light tap on his bicep, and a whispered “Got it.” 

He grumbles, letting Regulus know he was awake. He’s expecting his boyfriend to explain why he tapped him, but instead, all he gets is another tap—on his hip this time—and a huff in frustration. 

“Reg, love,” he says, voice rough from sleep, “Why’re you tapping me?”

“Oh, did I wake you?”

He did, but James isn’t about to make him feel bad when he probably would’ve woken on his own soon enough. “No, I was already up. Did you need something?” He feels yet another tap on the back of his neck and a quiet cheer from Regulus. “Love?”

“Hmm?” 

“Why do you keep tapping me?”

“Oh, I like to see if I can catch your snitch tattoo under my fingers. It’s nice to watch it fly all around your body.”

A burst of warmth floods through James’ chest. He’s never said anything specifically, but he got that tattoo for Regulus. It was nice that not only did he enjoy how it looked on James’ body, but that he’d found a small joy in being able to try and catch it. It was moments like these that reminded James just how capable of childlike wonder Regulus still was, despite everything.

breakfast

for @jegulus-microfic prompt spider, wc 100

James rubs his eyes as he walks into the kitchen. He didn’t get any sleep 'cause he spent the whole night cursing assignments he deliberately procrastinated. So for once, Regulus woke up before him. Regulus told him he would make breakfast. In the kitchen he sees Regulus eating toast. Sitting on top of the counter.

“Why are you up? You should’ve slept some more.”

“What are you doing on top of the counter?”

“Having breakfast.”

“Sitting on the counter?”

“Yes.”

James gives Regulus a long, searching look. He sighs and shakes his head.

“Where’s the spider?”

“Near the bar stools.”

The way the second ao3 is down we all flock to tumblr

They are like fire and water, exchanging motions between each other. You thought you knew who was who ... think again.

Sirius has a habit of grabbing James’ face when he sees him and placing a wet kiss on his cheeks. James usually would willingly offer his cheeks the moment he sees Sirius but today James was a little busy making his sandwich to do so.

Sirius, determined to give James his wet kisses, grabbed James’ face and unintentionally touched his glasses, immediately James’ vision was blurred. Sirius probably came from Potions class and did not wash his hands thoroughly and so whatever ingredient he last held was now in James’ glasses.

“Pads, my glasses!” James exclaimed as Sirius kissed his cheek.

“Oops. Sorry, mate!” Sirius replied with a grin as he pulled away from James and sat at the opposite side of the table.

James, who does not like it when his glasses get smudges, grumbled under his breath. Annoyed that his hands were a little crumbly from the sandwich he was about to eat, James let out a sigh. He was about to reach for a napkin to clean his hands when suddenly his glasses were taken from his face.

“Hey!” James said, turning to the person who took it.

It was Regulus. Sitting next to him their thighs touching and their elbows bumping into each other whenever they move. But he wasn't paying attention to James at all, instead he was in a deep conversation with Remus. It was almost mindless the way he took James’ glasses and was now wiping it clean with the inside ends of his shirt. He continued on listening to Remus and even adding his own thoughts while he meticulously cleaned James’ glasses.

James felt his heart warmed at that. He didn't even know that Regulus noticed Sirius smudging his glasses, didn't even know he heard James grumble about it, he didn't even know Regulus knew how annoyed James get when his glasses get dirty.

James continues to watch as Regulus cleans his glasses and then checks to see if it's really clean before once again wiping it with the inside of his polo. It's adorable how he was nodding and conversing with Remus as he cleans James’ glasses for him.

James knew he had a bright grin on his face but he didn’t really want to stop smiling.

“Here.” Regulus said, handing him his glasses.

James just continued smiling and then leaning his face closer to Regulus, implying for Regulus to put it on him. Of course, immediately, he understood. He rolled his eyes but nonetheless did as James silently requested.

“I love you.” James said.

“I just cleaned your glasses, James.” Regulus said, red dusting his pale cheeks. “I hardly think that was worthy of a love declaration.”

James just grinned even wider, how his smile got bigger he doesn't know but with Regulus his smiles seems to grow and grow. “Doesn’t make it less true.

Regulus rolled his eyes but he was smiling a little. He turned to Remus and picked up their conversation easily.

“Gross.” Sirius declared from the other side but his eyes were twinkling so James doesn't believe him at all.

i like imagining that sirius gushed about regulus to his new friends at hogwarts, but also talked about how worried he was for him because he was all alone in that house. peter felt bad, and would write regulus a letter everyday, telling him sirius loved him and was worried and he was too, in some strange way.

peter was confused when he waved and smiled at regulus on the way to hogwarts on reg’s first year, because the boy glared and turned the other direction, looking offended that someone like him would dare to even look at him.

regulus didn’t receive a single one of his letters, they were all turned to ash by the hand of one certain woman.