i just want some more
“Holy shit. This is the best thing I’ve ever eaten.”
Regulus is eating my dhokla. He is smiling, eating, and liking it. He’s looking at me. God, he’s so pretty.
Regulus sputtered something, but James knew exactly what he meant. ‘I love you’
James leaned in quickly, pressing a soft kiss on the younger’s lips. He pulled away slightly and whispered, “I love you too,” to Regulus. As he started to twist his fingers through his hair, Regulus quickly pulled away.
Regulus was quick to move, back pressed to the door closest, hands holding his face. “James. You don’t mean that.”
“What? Yes, I do, I really do l-” Regulus pressed a hand over his mouth. He gave him a stern look.
“James, you don’t know what you’re saying right now. I don’t want you to say things you regret while you’re in an episode. Let’s just go.” He pulled his hand away and started up the car.
“Episode?” He whispered, too quiet under the engine for Regulus to hear.
How are they back? I swore they were gone for good. I thought having him around would-
…
October 31
James had always been the king of coping mechanisms. Tonight was no different. It was Halloween, and this morning, his parents had both passed away in a car crash. Most of the day was filled with crying and people pitying him, but he was over it.
‘Best way to get over something is to get under something’ as Sirius always said.
So, tonight, he was going to go out, get wasted, and hook up with some hot stranger. The plan was foolproof. So, he wiped his tear-streaked face and threw on his costume.
As he walked into the club, he knew this would be a good night. He ordered two shots before looking towards the dance floor. He immediately saw a short guy wearing a lion onesie. It was kind of strange, but the way he was moving kept James interested. He approached as the stranger continued to move with the music, his body practically rolling with the tune.
James walked up and grabbed his waist slowly, following his movements. The black-haired man looked up at him. “Oh, hello. Making a move, are you?” he cooed at him. He moved back into James, adding him to the movement. James could tell he was in for a good night as the stranger rolled his hips back into James’ crotch.
…
James couldn’t get his hands off the other man, ‘R’, as he had introduced himself as if James had thought the lion costume was gorgeous on the other man, him without it on was other worldly. The curve of his hips, the jagged scars across his chest, the soft hair that led down to where James desperately wanted to taste.
Something about how they moved together fit perfectly, as if R was a missing piece of him. He also clearly wanted the same things as James, letting him go further and harder than anyone had ever entrusted him.
As James left the flat, he had never felt better. He wasn’t thinking of his parents, he wasn’t thinking about anything really, but the phone number sketched onto the back of his hand in deep blue ink.
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November 1
Fuck
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
James woke up with a hangover, and promptly threw up all over his lap. He quickly made his way to the shower, scrubbing himself all over to try to magically cure himself. It was only afterwards that he saw the deep blue phone number dripping away, becoming completely illegible and lost forever.
As if his day couldn’t get worse, he stepped out of the shower to his phone vibrating on the counter. As he peered over at his phone, he saw an unknown caller.
Huh? Who the heck is calling me right now?
He picked up his phone and cautiously pressed ‘accept’.