Chapter 5
The moment that James went back to the main crowd, he was pulled close to the stage again, and Lily whispered to him. Regulus couldn't hear him, but he was fairly sure that he had asked, "Are you kidding me?" Regulus couldn't tell what he said after that, though.
James, his face red with embarrassment, questioned, "Who's idea was that?"
"It's just what's next, Prongs. If you have a problem with it maybe you should start making the set list," Lily chuckled, patting his arm, and teased, "Everyone wants you to sing again. You're not gonna reject a spotlight, are you?"
"Shut up, Lils. Where's the mic?"
Lily smirked and handed it to him, then softly shoved him towards the stage. Regulus found even the slightest touches annoyed him, but he kept watching. He was also immensely curious as to what had embarrassed James.
He walked to the center of the stage, and turned on the mic as the music for the next song started. There was a decent bit of cheering, and a fewwolf-whistles, which made Regulus' blood boil, but James seemed to have no problem with.
"I didn't expect to be pushed up here again, so I might be a bit more tipsy. Take that as a warning," James said, which made several people laugh, and got almost everyone's attention.
"You have some daddy issues
It's not like that's an issue"
Regulus felt like that was directed at him, even though it logically wasn't.
"The way you look at me it's almost like I have to kiss you"
James wished he could afford to risk making eye contact with Regulus, but he knew that people would probably catch on if he did it two songs in a row.
"I've fuckin' had it with dramatics
Show the passion in you
Crashing into walls onto the floor
There is no passive in you"
Regardless of how tipsy he was, he managed to not slur his words while he sang the fast part. He seemed to have a thing for speed changes in songs.
"Push me, shove me"
He threw his left shoulder back, then his right, and took a step back for that line.
"I don't wanna have no gushy loving
Make it hot till your makeup's coming off your face but
Baby you aren't looking ugly, yeah
Hit me, punch me"
James threw his head back with the first two words, and to the side like he had been punched with the last two.
"Give me more, baby, this is nothing
Feel the sweat on your forehead soaking all of your bed
When we're fucking"
James slightly tilted his hips forward at the last word. There were some widened eyes, none of which belonged to his friends, though, as they fully expected it from him. James didn't even have to look to see the gray eyes not quite glaring at him from the back corner of the room.
"I feel your nails in my back
Punish me for my past
Like how you're making it last
If you're gonna hurt me, hurt me
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my back"
He made eye contact with various people around the room, a different one with each line, though most ended up getting flustered and looking away. The ones that didn't, though, he liked. It felt like a challenge.
"The best ones are bad for me
In love with agony
I guess it's my fate that I'm a catastrophe
Inside your galaxy, I fight this gravity
Me and you are such a beautiful tragedy
I want and need your constant evil
Ripping off your top that's see through"
He pulled his shirt collar to the side.
"Climbing up on top of me
Oh God, you're being far from peaceful
I'ma leave here bruised and bloody
Use me till my use is nothing"
He, again, made eye contact with random people throughout the room, with the same effect.
"You don't wanna leave
So I can tell that you're not used to coming"
James' eyes flitted around constantly throughout those, but he looked at Regulus on the last word. Regulus took a moment to process it, and his mouth fell open slightly when he got it.
"I feel your nails in my back
Punish me for my past
Like how you're making it last
If you're gonna hurt me, hurt me
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my back
You're an angel, if you say so
But you have horns for a halo
Dark and twisted, we're sadistic
Can you heal my sickness?"
Regulus zoned out through all of those, his drunken brain short-circuiting.
"You're an angel, if you say so
But you have horns for a halo
Dark and twisted, we're sadistic
Can you heal my sickness?
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my back
I feel your nails in my-"
As the music for the next song started playing soon after the last one stopped, James turned to the person in charge of the music, and laughed, "We're just moving right on to the next song; not even gonna ask me this time? Okay."
Almost everyone laughed slightly, partly from how contagious James' was.
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"I just meant to tease you, Reggie. I'm sorry if I gave you a 'situation' to deal with, but you're drunk, so no."
"You're drunk too."
"I'm tipsy, Reg. You're drunk off your ass."
"At least kiss me?"
"Alright," James said, and leaned up to give him a quick, sweet kiss. Regulus tried to follow him, but he stopped him. "That's all I'm doing, Reggie. You're too drunk to be able to give any form of consent, even to make out. Drink some water and go to bed. We'll talk tomorrow. Assuming you don't hate me in the morning."
Regulus grumbled, but James convinced him to do as he asked. James was kinda shocked by his newfound ability to tell Regulus Black what to do, even if he was drunk.