Chapter 6
His brother was absolutely panicking and Regulus was secretly enjoying watching him run his hands through his hair distressed.
He was continually undoing and remaking his tail, snorting here and there.
Then he looked at him and smiled when he was caught.
He was absolutely right to worry.
He intended to drive his poor brother's boyfriend crazy.
He wasn't sure there would be anyone suitable enough to date his brother.
First he had to be kind.
Secondly, he had to fill him with compliments and always make him feel at ease.
Thirdly, he had to appreciate everything about him, even his stupidity.
Because his brother could be a very good fool.
And then it varies more and less depending on what he did.
In short, Sirius and Regulus could hate each other whenever they wanted, they could tear each other apart, but he had to protect his brother from any pieces of shit.
Except that for him had already started badly.
His brother’s boyfriend was called Remus Lupin.
Fuck.
It was a very cool name.
Who had ever met someone with such a fantastic name as Remus…no one!
And this was said by a person whose name was Regulus.
So it already started with a plus 1.
At the ringing of the bell his brother grabbed him by the arm and literally dragged him down the stairs.
It felt like a teenage first date.
He snorted in disgust.
When they reached the living room his breath literally caught in his throat.
Damn, that Remus Lupin was really beautiful.
And if he hadn't had James next to him he would have honestly said that he was one of the most beautiful people he had ever seen.
In short, Lupine was beautiful.
But James was a vision.
A kind of Eden.
A forbidden fruit.
The very black curls that framed his face.
The glasses are always a little crooked.
The sculpted physique of an athlete.
Okay enough Regulus.
“Hi Sirius, you look beautiful today” the boy said making his brother blush and hideing behind him
Okay point taken Remus Lupin.
Better than what he expected.
“I'm Remus anyway, nice to finally meet you”
He smiled at him, a gentle smile, not too wide, but suited to his slender face.
A lock of wavy sandy hair fell into his eyes and Sirius was quick to brush it away.
“Hi Rem, this is Reg, don't be intimidated by him. He likes to be a little shit.” He rolled his eyes.
Stupid.
“Oh, don’t worry we will become good friends“
He smiled at him, slightly distorting the scar that stood out across a portion of his face. From the left eyebrow to the middle of the cheek.
Minus one.
Too confident.
Don’t underestimate your enemy.
As they went to sit on the sofa he also noticed that he was limping a little on one leg, dragging himself with difficulty, but Sirius was practical in helping him.
How cute they were.
Minus one.
Okay maybe not.
The two of them sat on one sofa, while he and James sat on the other.
Oh god now he looked like the tenageer girl dealing with her first boyfriend.
Okay, James was actually the only boy he had ever had a crush on, but he still had to stop.
They talked about this and that and it was really pleasant.
Remus was truly the dream boy.
He was truly madly in love with his brother and looked at him as if he hold the moon in his eyes and the sun was coming out of his mouth.
They'd talked about all the years he'd spent drooling over Sirius before he pulled his head out of his ass and realized he was actually gay and liked Remus.
Remus was an extremely kind, easy-going boy, he loved reading like him and they had very similar tastes in books. He was the smart one of the group and it showed.
Even though he liked to play little mischief.
He told him that the scar on his cheek had been given to him by a pirate on an island that didn't exist, and his leg had been injured while trying to save the lost children.
He had discovered that island thanks to a child who flew with magic dust.
Regulus told him that he thought he had heard a very similar story, probably in a fairy tale but both he and the other two idiots had denied it.
God he was starting to love that boy.
He felt more in tune with Remus than any other person.
They shared vinyls, music, books and moreover he loved his brother.
That was- it was perfect. Really.
He also liked to crochet when stressed and had promised Regulus to teach him.
He knew it wouldn't do much good when he got home.
That his mother would probably break his irons as soon as she saw them.
Insulting him as always.
So it really wouldn't have helped him much, but he wanted to see Remus's kind smile more often so he agreed to learn.
While the other two went to play football they would have long and peaceful sessions of crocheting or reading.
A dream.
At the end of the evening they started watching a film, after an hour of bickering the choice feel on “How to train Your Dragon.”
He had never seen it because when it came out he was old enough for his mother to no longer let him watch children's films.
But it had always been on his list of cartoons to catch up on.
They looked so cute together. And Hiccup reminded him of Sirius.
This didn’t stop him from dozing off on James' lap towards the end.
Having him close to him was like sharing the sofa with an electric heater, and even though it was summer he was always quite cold, so it gave him a sort of security that made him fall asleep.
He felt never this safe.
His legs were so comfortable.
“I shall start going”
“Wait until I wake up Reg so he can say bye to you”
“Do I have to move it Pads?”
Indistinct voices reached his ears, but he didn't really want to get up.
He was feeling so good. So warm.
He didn’t Really understand what they were saying, or who was talking. Everything was blur.
“No, Sirius, I'll say goodbye to him another time, let him rest.”
“but-“
“Sirius, everything's fine, don't worry. Let him stay there with James who I think is happier that way”
He felt a vibration and his warm little spot move.
“In what sense?”
“Nothing, nothing, an intuition”
“Your intuitions are always right Mooonyyyyy tell meee”
But Remus starts to walk away
“nothing just that-“
But he couldn't hear the rest of the words and he continued to doze in his comfortable little spot.
He woke up some time later, in his bed and with James next to him.
He blushed violently, turning sharply towards the wall but banging his head against it.
“Oh shit shit shit”
“Fuck reg I didn't mean, fuck sorry”
“No no it’s that I didn't expect to find you here.”
“Yes, I mean you fell asleep on me, so I brought you up but I didn't want you to feel embarrassed so I stayed here for a while looking at my phone.”
He blushed even harder.
James had remained there while he slept looking at him like while he probably drooled on the pillow.
Good to know.
Top.
He would surely have conquered his crush like this.
Not that he was thinking about it.
To conquer James.
Absolutely not.
His mother would have had his head off.
When she discovered he was gay, God, he didn’t want to rethink about that day.
He only knew that he found Pan crying by his bed while holding his hand.
He could not walk for days, and his back showed the scars of that night.
But he still had eyes.
And James was fucking fit. And caring. And kind.
“What are you? A freak? Watching me sleep?” He said when James started looking at him strangely. And James laughed.
“Sorry I was afraid you had a concussion, but I see you’re okay. Still biting.”
He poked his nose and Regulus swore he died a little inside. He blushed again.
Please stop Regulus.
You can’t be real.
“No, I’m okay, thanks. And thanks for taking me up here. And- and for everything.”
“Of course little Reggie, anything for you.”
He smiled and it almost hurt.
No he couldn’t say things like that. He made his heart flutter.
“I’ll get you Sirius okay?” And he sat up, reaching the door.
He wanted to ask him to remain.
To poke his nose again.
To lie with him.
But he couldn’t.
That boy was the beautiful James Potter.
The perfect James Potter.
Instead, he was a nothing.
A cold, heartless, nothing.
Who didn’t know how to love. How to feel anything.
And James Potter didn’t deserved someone like him.
He deserved someone like Remus. Or a nice girl. One of the girls of their group.
So he didn’t asked him to stay.
He watched him waving his hand and disappearing.
“See you Reg.”
“Oh.. it’s Regulus.” He whispered more to himself because James was already gone.
Oh God he was so gone.
Sirius appeared at the door and instantly hugged him, awakening Regulus from his thoughts.
“Thanks Reggie, thank you, thank you, thank you. Remus was so happy and you were so nice and he is so important to me and you are too. We are going to be good Reg, I swear. I’m so sure now.”
he smiled.
His brother was happy of him. He could make someone happy.
Maybe he was not so lost.
But was he really?
“Are- are you happy? Did- did I make you happy?” He mumbled, with the head hidden in his brother's shoulder. His cheeks reddening.
“YES Reg, yes! You must remember that you are one of the best things that happened to me. The best thing in that fucking horrible house. I did not leave ‘cause of you okay? You are your own person and I love you so much. Do you trust me? Yes, i did left you there, but I have never lied to you. Can you try for me? To give yourself a little more credit? To give us a chance?”
Okay. He could surely try.
For him and his brother.
For them.
And if their mother was not happy with it.. he could handle.
He loved his brother more.
He would not leave him behind a second time.
But soon Sirius would have understood that Regulus was not worth the effort.
So it didn’t really mattered.
“Va bien, mon etoile, but you should know that this isn’t going to be easy” he said. “We have different point of view and we must start to understand each other. We can’t just hug it out and forget. You know that, right?” he asked Sirius.
“I do” Sirius answered, “And I know this isn’t going to be simple, but I do want to try. I have missed you, Reggie.” he whispered.
“I really like Remus by the way. Good job brother.” He winked at him, and Sirius started to laugh.