Chapter 2
After hours of laying awake in bed, not being able to sleep, Regulus gives up. He picks up his phone from the bedside table, turns off ‘do not disturb’, and suddenly there are about 100 messages popping up. There were 90 from their group chat with his best friends, Barty, Evan, Pandora, Dorcas and her girlfriend Marlene and 10 private massages from Pandora. Barty and Evan must’ve told them what happened. But he doesn’t really mind, that just means he has less explaining to do.
After blankly staring at the screen for a few minutes, he decides its probably the best to call Pandora.
After it rings a few times a male voice picks the phone up.
“Hello?” The voice says.
“Oh hi Xeno, its Regulus, is panda there?”, reg asked.
“Oh god Regulus, you gave us all a shock for a second there. Yes of course ill give her the phone one sec-“ His voice cuts of as he gives the phone to Pandora.
“Reggie! For Christ sake… are you okay? Are you hurt? Are my brother and Crouch helping you out well enough or do I have to come home? I would buy the next flight back to London if neces-“, rambles Pandora, before Regulus cuts her off.
“Panda. I’m fine you don’t have to worry so much, Jesus. Please enjoy your honeymoon.”, he laughs out.
“Are you sure i can-“ Before she could finish the sentence, he cute her off again. “Pandora I swear to god.”, after that she was silent for a bit. “Fine", is the only thing that can be heard.
“Then how are you doing, hm?” She asks, a little calmer now.
“Except from the wounds I’m doing really well actually.” He admitted.
“Regulus Arcturus Black. What wounds?!” Pandora sighs heavily.
“Oh- uh well you know, nothing too bad.” Says Regulus in a slightly nervous tone, almost as if he’s ready to get scolded by Pandora.
She scoffs. “I think we both have different views on ‘nothing too bad’, so please reg, tell me.”
And that he does, tells her everything there is to know, even more than he told Barty or Evan. When he’s finished, she doesn’t pity him. None of his friends would, they know he hates it. When someone pities him, he just feels even more miserable than before. After that they end the call.
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When he notices voices coming from the kitchen, he decides to finally get up. He opens the door and walks down the hall. Silently he peeks his head into the kitchen, only to find Barty and Evan cooking breakfast. But not just any breakfast, no. They’re making blueberry pancakes, his favourite. At first they don’t notice him, but then he speaks up.
“Blueberry pancakes it is then?” He asks even though he knows the answer to his question.
“Yup, extra for you”, says Evan, while flipping one of the pancakes.
Regulus fights a smile forming on his lips. Small gestures like this make him love those idiots even more. But of course he doesn’t tell them, he doesn’t need to stroke Barty’s ego even more, its big enough as it is. Instead he only says, “Oh thanks.” That’s it. Wow.
“Can you set the table?”, asks Evan.
“Uh sure.”, says regulus while walking over to the shelfs. He grabs 3 plates, sets them down on the table and then sits down one one of the chairs. Just then Barty sits down on his lap. Regulus tries to push him of, “Ew, get your ass off me Crouch”, Regulus snaps.
“Ughhh you’re no fun reg, Evan would let me sit on his lap.”, he argues as he gets up from the smaller boys lap.
“Well that’s because Evan is your boyfriend. No offense but again, ew.”, says Regulus, a sassy tone clear in his voice.
“You’re being overly dramatic”
“No, you’re just being overly disgusting. I don’t know if you ever heard about that word, but its called "boundaries". Do I need to explain it to you or are you too ignorant?”, regulus says glaring at Barty who is now laughing his ass off. Regulus really tried to control himself but he couldn’t help but crack a smile at Barty’s laugh, it’s too fucking hilarious to not laugh with him.
Eventually they calmed down again, sat around the table and began eating the pancakes. A bit later an idea from earlier today came back to his mind and he gasped forgetting that there are people around him. The next second they both turn to him, with questioning looks on their faces. “I can finally cut my hair!”, he blurts out.
“Right! I’m sure Marlene can cut your hair. She’s a hair dresser right?”asked Evan before stuffing a fork of blueberry in his mouth.
“Omg yeah, I totally forgot.”, agrees Barty.
“Yea, i’ll text Dorcas”, stated Regulus while pulling his phone out.
Regulus
DORCASSSS
Dorcas
What do you want?
Regulus
Can Marlene cut my hair today?
Dorcas
Oh?
Ima ask her
YES, SHES SCREAMING RN
Literally
Regulus
Yay? Is that good or bad?
Dorcas
Very good
Regulus
Then yay
I’ll be there at 7pm
Dorcas
Noted
He put his phone away, and doesn’t even notice himself grinning like an idiot until Evan breaks the silence. “I’m taking it that you’re getting a haircut today”, inquired Evan out of his expression.
“Yessssssss. I hate my hair so much.” Regulus is still grinning like a little child on his birthday.