"Can't you just be quiet for five minutes?" Regulus said and all of his friends laughed and then continued talking as he has said nothing
He was lying on the couch with his arms over his face, in a totally dramatic way.
The hotel room Regulus was staying in was filled with his friends who were incredibly loud, but his attention wasn't really there.
His mind was lost on the date.
Today was August 2nd.
In less than two weeks it would be a year since he and James had broken up.
Don't get it wrong, Regulus didn't miss James. He just found it strange that it had already been a year.
It felt like it was yesterday.
If you asked Regulus or James why they broke up, neither would say anything other than 'A mutual agreement.'
If you ask their friends, they will say they have no idea, one day they were fine and the next they were done.
The reality was that it had been by mutual agreement.
His older brother and his friends had started a band as soon as they finished Hogwarts. As the years went by, the band became more and more well-known.
The first few years were easy, there weren't very long tours and Regulus could go with them whenever he wanted.
But somewhere along the way, he began his acting career.
And the previously scarce time to see each other became even more limited.
Just like that the fights began. They always discussed the same thing, how James no longer had time for Regulus and how Regulus couldn't give James five minutes when he was free.
Regulus remembers well how each time their conversations became less and their fights began to become more.
It reached a point where they both got tired and after a conversation
—which took a lot of effort for the two boys— in the midst of shouting, crying and hugging, they came to the conclusion that it was best not to continue their relationship of almost four years.
The love was still there, but the time, the desire and the intention were no longer.
That night, when Regulus was left alone in his apartment, he felt a part of his heart break.
And although he regretted it greatly, his pride did not allow him to try again.
Regulus thinks that maybe that's how things should have been.
Everything happens for a reason, Reggie Pandora's voice reached his mind.
The first month of the separation Pandora had been the most present.
All of his friends, actually. But Pandora was the shoulder he more cried on.
He remembers how one night, when Regulus' crying had fallen silent and only the natural sound of the night was left in the background, Pandora spoke.
She brought one of her hands to his face and wiped away his tears with a warm smile. She made Regulus look into her eyes and spoke.
"Everything happens for a reason, Reggie," Pandora said, her voice almost a whisper. However, he heard her loud and clear.
"What am I supposed to do now...?" Regulus asked in a whisper, trying in vain to stop his tears once and for all.
"Shine on your own. Yes, James Potter showed you your shine, but the shine was always yours. The stars shine only on their own"
For a week, his best friend's words didn't matter much. Until one day he had enough.
He got out of bed and decided that he would stop feeling sad for James Potter.
To this day, Pandora's words were etched in his mind. Every time sadness invaded him again, when he felt that he needed his first love, that he couldn't continue without him, Pandora's voice appeared in his head.
I am star.
They had broken up almost a year ago.
A year in which the younger Black had hardly thought about James. He only did it in the shower, when he read, when he looked at the stuffed animal he gave her for his first anniversary, when he talked to his brother or when The Marauders songs came on the radio.
Well, he couldn't get it out of his mind.
But the last few months he had been busy with his new movie 'Call me by your name', so his mind had less and less of his older brother's best friend.
Until the one year anniversary of his breakup began to approach.
Luckily, he was starring in the movie along with Barty, one of his best friends, so he didn't have to get used to kissing another person he wasn't comfortable with.
Unfortunately, to his group of friends this had seemed like a good 'vacation' opportunity.
Dorcas had insisted that as soon as the film's production arrived in France, the three remaining friends would travel with Barty and Regulus.
Right now he regretted having accepted.
In the rooms everyone was doing different things.
Evan let Pandora paint his nails, Barty braided Dorcas' hair in the corner —The boy had learned in the summer before his second year to deal with afro hair, so he could help his friend who always complained about not being able to do her hair during the school year— and in the middle of the In the room was Regulus, who was drowning in his misery on the hard sofa of the hotel.
He tried to reconnect with the conversation, wanting to stop James Potter's train of thought.
"And I told him 'Mate, you're not my type," Dorcas snapped with an annoyed voice, trying not to move from her spot, where Barty was almost finishing her hair. "And the pig says to me 'And what's your type?' And i swear to god as soon as I told him that I liked women, he looked at me with disgust, disgust! as if we weren't in a damn gay bar."
"Is that when you hit him?" Evans asked from the other corner of the room, a mocking smile spread across his face.
"Yes! Marlene had to- Ow!" She waved his hands in exasperation, earning a hair pull. "Be careful, Barty!"
"If you didn't move so much, I wouldn't pull your hair out."
Dorcas turned around, sticking her tongue out at the taller boy with a childish gesture. She settled back down to continue her story. "Marlene had to drag me out of the bar!"
"What are you talking about?" Regulus asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
"About the time Dorcas got into a fight with a homophobic guy in a gay bar," Pandora explained with a smile.
"What the fuck are you doing in a gay bar being homophobic?"
The conversation began to flow again, this time with Regulus included, finally getting his mind completely distracted from his ex-boyfriend.
—
The week passed quickly.
He was from monday to friday focused more than anything on the filming of the movie.
Although Regulus had to admit that that week had been the most fun of the entire shoot.
It's not like he would admit things like that out loud.
Every day, his friends followed Barty and him to the set and then went out for a walk in Paris.
His cell phone was full of notifications from his social networks thanks to the Spam of stories that his friends were making.
He had only uploaded a photo with them. After all, he didn't like social media much.
That friday afternoon, when he arrived at his hotel room, he fell on the bed tiredly, sighing into the air.
Tomorrow he wouldn't have to get up early to go record, so he was grateful, he could take a long shower and then lie down and read.
However, when Regulus left the bathroom ready to began a good book, what he least expected was to have messages from a specific contact.
Regulus felt his heart race. With trembling hands he opened the messages from that well-known contact.
[6:13 p.m] James.
I had a crazy idea
It’d take only one flight and we’d be in the same time zone
[6:20 p.m] James.
And I know that it sounds crazy...
But do you got plans tonight?
I'm only a couple of hours from France
And I was thinking I could fly to your hotel tonight.
[6:43 p.m] Reggie 🐈!
James, what the fuck are you talking about?
We can’t see eachother.
[6:45 p.m.] James.
Please Reggie
I haven't been able to get you out of my mind.
Do you have plans for tonight?
[6:47 p.m] Reggie 🐈!
It's none of your business.
[6:47 p.m.] James.
Please
[6:49 p.m] Reggie 🐈!
No.
[6:50 p.m.] James.
I can’t get you off my mind.
The only thing I can think about is you and I
Reggie
I thought we might get lost in France tonight
Please, Nene :(
[6:56 p.m] Reggie 🐈!
I have no plans tonight.
But I remind you that you are in another country. And even though it's a short flight, it will take hours to get to my hotel.
[6:56 p.m.] James.
Give me your hotel location.
[6:58 p.m] Reggie 🐈!
??
*location*
[7:01 p.m.] James.
I'll arrive in forty minutes.
Regulus felt that tonight he would die. All the progress he had made during the year would go down the drain today.
He looked around the room, luckily everything was tidy.
He ran to his suitcases, looking for something to wear that would make him look presentable but not show that he had made any effort.
As the minutes passed, Regulus changed his clothes at least four times.
With the first outfit he looked too put together, with the second he looked too little put together and he didn't like the third.
He had to settle for the fourth, since when he was about to change again, a new message arrived.
[7:37 p.m.] James.
Do I go up or wait down here?
[7:40 p.m] Reggie 🐈!
Come here.
It is the ninth floor, room A34.
[7:41 p.m.] James.
I'll let you know when I'm outside, Mi amor.
Regulus felt a shiver run down his spine as he read the nickname James used to use for him. This is really happening Regulus thought, he’s really coming here
He couldn't believe James was coming to his hotel room.
Since they had broken up, they had only seen each other twice and it was from far away at an awards ceremony.
Now they would see each other face to face.
When his cell phone vibrated for a message, he knew right away who he was.
He walked with slow steps towards the door, opening it gently.
Upon opening it, Regulus felt short of breath, but he successfully kept his expression blank, moving to the side to let the older boy into the hotel room.
He closed the door, and before he could even say a simple 'hello' he was slammed against the wall.
Both boys shared a hungry kiss, where their teeth clashed and they fought for who dominated.
Regulus's hands traveled from the other boy's shoulders to his hair, pulling hard at the locks.
While James's hands explored already known places. His hands moved restlessly down Regulus's hips toward the boy's waist, massaging under and over his clothing.
Regulus felt his mind go blank as the kiss continued, he had forgotten how good it felt to be kissed by James Potter. He felt like the singer was consuming him, all of his energy was being consumed by the man pushing him hard off the wall. Each time the sensations became more, making his entire body tremble and oh god-
A shaky sigh escaped his lips as he felt James part his lips and press his forehead together.
Both men were breathing heavily.
"Oh, mi amor. I couldn't get you out of my mind... I couldn't think of anything else but you." James spoke with a trembling voice, closing his eyes tightly.
"James..."
"I know what I did was crazy... but I needed to see you and if you want, I'll leave in a couple of hours."
Regulus responded quickly, his voice firm. Or as firm as he could. "Why the fuck did you take a plane if you didn't know if I would respond to you?"
"I didn't really think about it... I saw the Pandora stories where you appeared and... " He took a few seconds "And I just didn't think, I took the first flight to France that I found." James said with a soft voice, speaking sincerely. He had barely seen Regulus in his friend's stories, walking around, looking completely beautiful and a crazy idea popped into his head.
"Idiot" Regulus captured the lips of his ex-boyfriend again, kissing him with everything he had felt and retained this year they had been apart.
In one swift movement, James lifted the actor off the ground, placing his legs around his hips and his hands on the younger boy's thighs.
With steps, enjoying the slow kiss and not wanting to fall and make a fool of himself, James began to walk towards the bed, plopping down on it.
Regulus looked ethereal beneath him with his lips wet and his eyes bright.
He placed a quick kiss on his lips, starting to kiss Regulus's neck and then starting to go down and down and down.
Regulus's fingers dug into his ex-boyfriend's curls as his back arched and a broken moan left his mouth.
—
The next morning, Regulus woke up to gentle caresses in his hair. When he opened his eyes, he was able to focus on James sitting next to him, fully dressed.
"You’re leaving?"
"I'm sorry, mi amor" James whispered. "The tour starts in two days," he paused, sadness washing over his face. "I don't want to leave, but I didn't tell anyone I was coming... Not even Sirius."
Regulus found it hard to believe that James really didn't think before traveling to France to see him.
"Ow..." He was disappointed, but he didn't plan to show it. He wouldn't let James know what he really thought. "It's okay," Regulus murmured.
Stay He wanted to say Don’t leave me again
But just like a year ago, Regulus' pride didn't let him try again.
This time, before James left, he place one last kiss on Regulus's lips.
A goodbye kiss They both thought.
James left the hotel room.
And when Regulus was left alone between the sheets, his body naked and aching, that part of his heart that had been fixed the night before, once again broke.
Exactly the same as a year ago.
He scanned the room, seeing his clothes scattered all over the floor.
But what really caught his attention was a Queen t-shirt that was lying on his bed.
He forced his numb body to reach it. He smelled like James.
He was going to take this to his grave.
—
As the weeks passed, Regulus began to feel better.
If his friends had noticed how he was eating less, sleeping more, and that he was feeling down, they had not mentioned it.
Luckily, the date excused it.
Since he was back home, his mind had remained calm.
He thought that by not having anything to keep his mind occupied, the memories would come back to torture him. But no, surprisingly his head had been calm.
Maybe that meeting had been the closure they needed. Maybe Regulus Black could finally forget James Potter.
He would finally forget his first love.
Or so he thought, until his cell phone rang, jolting him out of his thoughts.
[3:26 p.m.] 💞🥰😭Dora 🥰🥰💞✨
REGGIE
[3:27 p.m.] Reggie <3
When did you change your contact name?
[3:28 p.m.]💞🥰😭Dora 🥰🥰💞✨
Do you remember that night in France where we all pretended not to see potter enter your hotel room?
[3:30 p.m.] Reggie <3
I do not know what are you talking about.
[3:32 p.m.] 💞🥰😭Dora 🥰🥰💞✨
Well i need you to listen to this
[Spotify link]
[3:33 p.m.] Reggie <3
ok ??
Regulus opened the link that his best friend had sent him with doubt, what should he listen to?
When the song came on, he felt his heart skip a beat.
'Lost in France by The Marauders'
—All it’d need is a flight, we’d be in the same time zone
Looking through your timeline
Seeing all the rainbows, I,
I got an idea
And I know that it sounds crazy
I just wanna see ya, oh I gotta ask
Do you got plans tonight?—
He was going to murder James Potter. The song had been released two days ago to the world, exactly two months after that night in France.
—I am a couple hundred miles from France and
I was thinkin' I could fly to your hotel tonight
'Cause I-I-I can't get you off my mind
Can’t get you off my mind
Can’t get you out of my mind (oh)—
Two months without hearing from him, two months without even a like on Instagram. Regulus couldn't understand.
Two months of no contact and James shows up with a song about his getaway to France?