Celebrity Skin
The practice is at Regulus’ house most of the time since it's the biggest and it also has a nice basement where they can practice from time to time without disturbing the neighbor's. Currently he is waiting for the other's to arrive. Their manager wants them to have a bodyguard now that their fame is “certainly increasing” like he used to say, it's totally ridiculous in his eyes but he won't accept a “no thank you”. The moment he finishes that thought he is able to hear the doorbell ring, Regulus starts making his way to the door, hoping it's just pandora since he looks like he just got out of the shower with a dark gray T-Shirt and some black sweatpants “you're to early-” he begins to say before widening his eyes the moment he notices a guy standing in front of him. White buttoned up shirt and tanned skin, glasses,dark brown eyes, slightly messy hair, definitely good looking “Did you get the wrong address sir?”
“no I don't think so- oh wait- I'm James Potter, bodyguard or something like that, call it whatever you want” he slightly passes him a polite smile, he didn't imagined him that pretty, everyone is saying Barty Crouch is the pretty band member but in my eyes nothing can top those pretty dark curls, heavy cheekbones and pale skin with light freckles, very chic.
That is a bodyguard? If that’s a bodyguard then I’m a damn fairy, the younger boy thinks to himself and stares at- James Potter, yeah heard that name. “Regulus Black,” He seems to be a few years older than Regulus actually. He hesitantly steps aside to let him in though he is still a bit sceptical about this. What if he’s here to murder him? “and you’re how old?,” he asks him before he closes the door.
“Oh, I’m 25,” the guy with the glasses enters the house and takes his shoes off. Most of the time people say he’s too young for this job but seriously he likes helping people out so he doesn’t think it’s possible to be too old for that job. His mom wasn’t a huge fan of it at first but after some weeks he was able to convince her that everything will be alright.
He’s 25. Regulus is 22. He’s a bit older. At first regulus is just standing in the entrance for some time before realising that he looks like a quite literal shit with his tshirt and sweatpants on while he’s wearing a nice shirt. It’s just messy “erm do you- want anything to drink? The others ain’t here yet, it’s just me”
“no thank you I will just wait somewhere until I’m allowed to leave again, don’t bother about my presence” obviously james doesn’t wanna be a burden to anyone so he will just relax and stay quite while they’re practicing or whatever they’re gonna do.
“Mhm,” Regulus just watches him head to the living room in disbelief. A sexy bodyguard, what’d he do to end up in this situation!? He tries hard not to panic before he silently just plays around with his hands trying to comprehend but in that moment the door rings again and he opens it one more time. This time it’s Pandora for real.
“Hey Reg,” Pandora smiles at him and enters. It’s such a shit to always bring you instrument with you, well everyone except for Barty, his is standing in Regulus’ house because they’re mostly here. “Barty or Evan already here?,” she glances over to him and then to the shoes. “Did you have a one night stand or what?”
What? No- no that's the bodyguard” Regulus hectically says but there he realizes how wrong that sounds “Barty and Evan aren't here yes” he answers to her question and tries hard not to curse at himself for what he had said, it sounded so wrong.
“Excuse me what?” That sounds ridiculous, nearly like a lie “yeah sure” she snorts a little while shaking Her head before walking into the living room where he is sitting on an armchair. “hey”
James quickly gets up and shakes her hand so he seems friendly. “ Hello, James Potter you’re Pandora right?,” he smiles at her and there Regulus walks behind her.
Regulus silently curses. “Pandora, I swear it’s not like that-,” he’s not his one night stand, he’s never seen this man before in his entire life even if he’s damn good-looking. He better not say that to her cause he knows what reaction she’ll have.
“exited for barty reaction” she mockingly grin at him and places the guitar aside before sitting down, guess she will wait until Barty and Evan arrives.
Barty kind of over slept 2 hours and barely had time to get ready so now he is knocking at Regulus door, 30 minutes to late. Does Evan even know where to go? Pandora told him right? Probably.
Regulus goes to the door silently cursing over and over again with a frown before he slowly opens the door. It’s Barty. “Come in,” he says without even saying hello because he knows that’d be way too nice for the comments he’s going to make now.
Barty walks inside and puts his shoes and his jacket away where he spots shoes from a stranger, those are not Evan’s. “Had a one night stand or what is that?, he smirks a little bit and heads to the living room. “ at least a pretty one,” he says while looking over to James.
He hates them all, every single one of them “no- no that’s just our bodyguard” He quietly groans and tries hard not to be pissed at those constant comments, they’re almost annoying. No they are annoying. He closes the door behind him and quickly follows him “that’s not true-”
“bodyguard? Is that a new kink? You didn't had that one when I was together with you” He rolls his eyes and sits down “and I thought I was late, evan is a whole new category”
Regulus quietly sighs and runs a hand through his hair. They weren’t even together properly. It had been just sex “don’t listen to them it’s stupid” He frowns a little and then the door bells again and he goes to the door where he opens it for evan.
“Sorry I’m late-” Evan really tries hard not to look him in the eyes because of his neck and then they get to the living room where everyone else is seated. Including a guy he's never seen before.
The moment Pandora looks up to Evan, she also immediately gets up from the chair. “ what the fuck is that, it looks like someone tried to eat your soul,” she walks over to him and cradles his face.
Barty tries hard not to smirk and keeps staring at James because he's trying to find out if he is really a bodyguard. He looks good he shouldn't judge him but he would like to know.
“I was at a bar okay- just hooked up with someone” Evan tries not to murder barty right now but he will have to l later if everyone else is gone for a moment. “Pandora it’s fine they’ll fade” he sighs out to her
“no that's disgusting Evan, I won't go out into public with you like that” She stares at him in disbelief, just hooked up. He hooked up with a stranger in a bar? Is he like fucking crazy? “I bet you have a sexual disease now”
Barty covers his lips with his hand and looks at the floor because otherwise he would totally laugh his ass off. “Yeah Evan only god can heal your disease sorry,” he ironically adds and looks down at the floor again.
I will kill him, I swear it. “I'm healthy, what in the world is this about!? I would know if I was sick but I am very much healthy,” Evan sighs in frustration and slowly takes her hands so she'll stop cradling his cheeks as if he was a child.
“Omg no I lost all my hope” she go over to the chair again and buries her face in her hands while sitting down “Why you, why? I thought Barty is the slut here?”
Barty looks over to her and raises his eyebrows “Mi dispiace?” ‘Why am I the slut now?’ He likes to have fun yeah but not like on a slutty basis “Regulus do you have whiskey? I need whiskey”
What the hell. Is every meeting like this? James thought they're gonna practice... no they're more like making drama about normal things, yeah his neck looks kinda- like he had a good night but that's his thing isn't it?
He's Italian now? Why did Evan not know that? He could've made him shamelessly use it yesterday. “It was a one time thing Pandora, don't freak out,” he frowns a little. Barty is a slut? What in the world is happening? The blonde boy slowly sits down on an armchair.
“Il y a une maison de fous” Regulus murmurs to myself as he heads to the kitchen, feel sorry for James by now. Nobody wants to land in here. He gets a glass and search for the whiskey before finding it and slowly returning to the living room again before placing it on the table.
Barty grabs the glass and fill some whiskey into it “let's just ignore that and start talking about Regulus night I think there is something we should know about him”
He swears to everything he posses, he's going to murder them all while they're asleep “he's not my one night, this is our bodyguard, his name's James and he's 25, end of weird questions” Regulus hisses and runs a hand through his hair though he can see James‘ stupid grin.
James tries to hide his grin and nods “Yeah I'm here because of work,“ That's kinda weird right now not gonna lie but I guess that's normal for them, James thinks and just proceeds to politely smile.
“Yeah sure and Evan is straight or what? You know that also a stripper could say that he is here because of work?“ the dark brown haired boy raises an eyebrow and gives the bodyguard a little wink.
James raises an eyebrow confused “yeah watch out I might take my clothes off” he says to him and shakes his head a little bit
“I wouldn't mind that, go one at least there would be something interesting here” if he is coming at me with that I will gladly go along
What does he mean with the straight thingy? Are they flirting now or what? Now this is getting bizarre as hell. Evan can see it in regulus' eyes, the way they flinch and actually he is not all that fond of it either if he's honest. He sidley runs a hand through his blonde hair.
Regulus lets out a quiet groan. “Yeah whatever, say what you want,” he mutters in annoyance and gets up before he heads down to the basement. “You can come along if you're still interested in practicing!” The black-curled boy says flatly before he opens the door and enters the basement. It almost looks like a second living room at this point.
Barty rolls his eyes and gets up to follow him downstairs where his drums are standing. Once they’re all downstairs, he sits down and waits for Regulus to begin with a song.
“Erm problem- I joined like yesterday, don’t know any songs you know” Evan rubs the back of his neck once he plugged in his bass at the amp “someone would have to teach me the basics at least”
“Oh do we still have the sheets with the tabs?” pandora looks through some of them and give him the five most important once, but basically just because they're the most famous songs “we can also give you some time to learn you know?”
“Mhm,” Evan hums in reply and faintly smiles at her before he takes them and unplugs his bass where he sits aside on the ground near one of the armchairs. Guess they’ll have to do without any bass for a while. I’ll probably take about an hour to learn.
Why the fuck did I even come here? Barty places his drumsticks down again and grabs his pack with cigarettes out of his pocket and lights it. “ Did our manager call because of the concert next week?,” It's just a little one not like a concert on tour, they decided to go in small and when the new album comes out, they will go along bigger.
The younger Black sits down on the couch and rubs the side of his neck before leaning back* “yeah, it’s at the club downtown. Said we start at 8 in the evening” In return they will get a few drinks for free the club said which is good enough. He let out a quiet sigh as he watches Evan in silence. Actually he’s prettier than their old bassist to be honest. Now he is not that sad about that loss. And he seems like a quick learner.
“Alright” A club? No problem with that actually at least Barty can relax after the gig. He watches Evan in silence and keeps staring at his neck, it’s unbelievable how Pandora reacted without knowing that it was Barty, maybe she would kick him out after all?
It takes Evan a while to actually learn all the tabs. He can’t really say he knows them properly enough but he can still improvise. “Alright,” he gets up again and plugs in the bass again. “Can we start?”
The brown-haired boy grabs his drumsticks and sits down behind his drums. Regulus is kind of the boss here even though boss sounds so ridiculous he could never be a boss but what Barty wants to say is that they need to wait for him because he is doing the vocals. “Let’s go then.”
They start playing the moment barty gives the sign to start with his drumsticks. Evan doesn’t know the song title but he just goes along with it and tries his best to play the right tabs though he finds myself improvising sometimes
Seriously his biggest Idol is Roger Taylor, even the way this man looks is a dream. They play some songs for 40 minutes until Barty is nearly not able to feel his hands and his body is becoming a sauna. From time to time he watches Evan and smirks a little bit.
The blonde boy drops the bass (not for real) at some point and sits down on the ground. He couldn’t help it, everything hurts like literal hell. Especially his fingers. From time to time he has watched Barty from the side, he definitely is pretty.