Chapter 4
And so the year passed, Regulus legally changed his name and after what felt like a million doctors appointments he finally started testosterone. He moved in with Evan and Barty after them having to convince him for a month straight that he wont be a burden for them.
And now 11 months after Regulus ran away, his birthday was awfully close, to be exact, today. He woke up to Evan and Barty barging in his room (they have absolutely no boundaries) .
And god why do they have to sing happy birthday so early in the morning. And if they weren’t holding a cake he would’ve most definitely thrown a pillow at them.
“Piss off” he groaned.
“Well someone's happy” Barty teased.
“Yeah well I was looking forward to sleeping long- ooh is that chocolate cake?“ Regulus said suddenly sitting up.
“Yes it is now come to the kitchen asshole” Evan said smirking now.
“How lovely” Regulus said sarcastically before getting up on his feet stumbling over to Evan and Barty.
“Okay, follow us birthday boy” Barty said while shoving Regulus in the kitchen
Evan placed the cake on the table and handed regulus a black envelope with a big 19 on it.
“What is this?” Regulus asks eying the envelope.
“a fucking fridge, No what do you think is in a damn envelope? Evan says his voice dripping of sarcasm.
Regulus rolled his eyes but then carefully opened the envelope (he made it a habit to be so careful that nothing gets damaged), which Evan and Barty have always seemed to find funny, according to how they’re laughing their asses of in that exact moment.
After a bit of struggling he finally managed to open the envelope and pulled out a dark red card.
“What is this?” he asks them unsure of it.
“A gift card” Evan answers.
“For?” Regulus asks even more confused than before.
“A tattoo shop” Barty answered quickly.
“Oh coo-“ Regulus begins to say but quickly get cut off by Barty.
“Wait wait wait, not a normal one tho” Barty says.
Regulus raises his eyebrow at him.
“So… even though we know you don’t like to admit it, we know your are very insecure about you know well the scar.” Regulus just stares at Evan while he continues “The tattoo artist is specialised on tattooing over scars.”
Regulus eyes light, up he still stares at Evan and the next second he jumps up and almost tackles Evan over with a hug.
The next second Regulus could feel tears flowing. “Fuck me, you made me cry you assholes” he mumbles into Evan’s chest.
Evan chuckled and let Regulus go. “Wow we broke him B” he whispered to Barty which earned him a glare from Regulus.
“Thank you.” Regulus smiled through tears.
Evan and Barty both just smiled at him. “so, what do you want to do today?”
“Binge watch sherlock and not leave the house all day?”
“We have a deal” Barty grinned.
The three of them walk over to the living room Barty sits on the right side of the couch and Evan on the left, Regulus lays between them, his head in Evan’s lap and his feet in Barty’s.
Barty starts the series while Evan runs a hand trough Regulus curls, they have a bit of an odd dynamic, on thing everyone close to regulus knows about him is that he hates physical touch there are however a few exceptions, those few are Barty, Evan and Pandora. And that only happened after years of friendship.
After the first episode ended, (Barty is asleep already) and Regulus speaks up, “Do you think he remembers that its my birthday?” Even though he didn’t say his name Evan knows he’s talking about, Sirius. Its always Sirius.
Evan sighs giving him a light smile. “Do you want him to?”
“Is it crazy if I say that I do?” Regulus looks up at him.
“I don’t think so no, it makes sense.”
“I just- I miss him and I just hate him but not really?” Evan just hums in reply, this was the first time he admitted out loud that he misses Sirius
“I think he misses you too.” Evan whispers.
“Yeah?” Regulus smiles lightly.
“Yeah.” Evan’s lips stretch into a wide smile.
“Evan?”
Evan looks down at him again “Yeah?”
“Can you make the appointment at the tattoo shop for me? I don’t like phone calls”
“I already have” Evan laughs.
“Okay well fuck you” Regulus shot him another glare.
Evan laughs Evan harder, “What did I do this time?”
“Stop knowing me so well its weird,” Regulus muttered under his breath. “Anyways when is the appointment then?”
“Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? God I need to mentally prepare for this.”
“You’ll live,” Evan snorted. “Do you need help deciding what you’re gonna get?”
“Canis major.” He said it like it meant nothing but Evan knew it was a big deal for him.
“Do you need me to tell you how I think this is an awful idea?” He asked a bit sternly.
“No I know what you think. And no offense but I really do not care.”
This made Evan smile a little, even though he doesn’t like the idea Regulus tattooing Sirius’ constellation, he’s happy that Regulus is so sure of it.
“Also” Regulus started.
“Also” Evan repeats. His tone a little questioning.
“How the fuck did Barty already fall asleep? Its literally 1 am”
“Yeah, well he woke up really early to bake the cake for you”
Regulus tried to supress the smile that stretched across his face.
Evan grins “Deep down you’re really soft Reginald,” The next second He could feel Regulus arm hitting his nose. “ow, you fucker” He muttered.
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They spent the rest of the day doing the basically just that.
Now the worst part of his day, the part where he lays in bed. Alone with his thoughts, now theres no Evan to distract him from his thoughts slipping to Sirius. Sirius. Why is it always Sirius? Sirius doesn’t even know him, Sirius only knows her.