Chapter 3
So fucking pretty, is what James thinks when he wakes up and sees Regulus making breakfast.
“What?” Regulus turns around quickly.
Oh, he might’ve said that out loud, “I said I’m hungry,”
“That’s why I’m making breakfast, dumbass,” Regulus rolls his eyes.
“Wait for me?”
“No, for the wall,” Regulus deadpans.
“Oh, shut up,” he says fondly and goes up being him, looking over his shoulder to see the bacon and eggs, “Oo, looks nice,”
”Fuck me!” Regulus yelps, and James laughs, knowing full well what he was doing.
“You wish,” he winks, grabbing a piece of bread and putting it into the toaster.
“Shut up,” Regulus laughs, fondly.
“Aw, does little Reggie have a crush?” James teases.
“Yeah, that flowerpot is looking extra cute today,” he laughs, swatting James’ hand away when he reaches for the bacon.
“Can’t help but agree with you on that one,” he grins back, laughing softly, and grabbing his plate when Regulus finishes and sitting at the island exactly where he usually sits.
“Move or I’ll feed your eyes to Lyra,” he glares at James though a sift look behind his eyes says differently.
“I think we’re progressing from ‘I’ll hang you and make it look like suicide’ to ‘I’ll feed your eyes to our cat’,” James smiles as he sits down on the seat next to it.
“Not ours, mine, dumbass,”
“No, she’s ours,”
“I’m not co-parenting with you,”
“Too bad,”
“Oh, fuck you,”
“Are we listing our bucket lists?” He teases, nudging Regulus.
“Oh, yeah, definitely,” Regulus rolls his eyes, chewing on an egg before scrunching his face up in disgust, “Don’t eat the eggs, I forgot to check the date,”
James laughs and eats the rest of his bacon and shoving the plate into the dishwasher, “Well, thanks for breakfast, Reggie,”
“It wasn’t really meant to be for you as well, I made a bit too much for myself,” Regulus states casually, shrugging his shoulders and putting the plate into the dishwasher as well.
“Sure you did, Reggie,” James pats his hair before running into the garden, knowing Regulus would come chasing after him, and that he does.
Regulus chases after him for 10 minutes before shoving him to the ground and messing up James’ hair, “Oi! Not the hair!” He laughs, scrambling away from Regulus but the other boy pins him to the ground breathlessly.
“This is how you want me? Under you?” James smirks after a few minutes of silence.
“Oh, fuck off,” Regulus laughs before surprising them both by kissing James. He. Kisses. Him.
James worked on autopilot, after wanting this for a whole year, he’s not going to go and waste it.
James kisses him back, sitting up and slowly putting his hands around his waist, which, by the way, was very slutty.
They stayed like that for a while, just kissing until Sirius came and screamed with happiness and went to go find Remus but not before shouting back rather happily, “Brotherfucker!” to James whose only focus was how pretty Regulus’ eyes were.
“You have pretty eyes, love,”
“Thanks, James,” Regulus laughs fondly, but James would tell him it as many times as he had to until Regulus believed him.
Blue.
Green.
Grey.