Day 22- yell- Jegulus
“I should yell at him right, make an example out of him,” James turns to look at Regulus who had just listened to his 15-minute rant about one of his colleagues, who did everything wrong and actively encouraged the others to do things his way which only made life harder for all of them.
“Can you discipline him? Write him up or something, you are co-manager,” Regulus muses, likely thinking up much more violent and embarrassing reactions to this scenario than James is.
“To be honest, I don’t know,” James sighs, leaning back against the sofa, his head resting on the seat next to where Regulus is sitting. Regulus laughs gently, running a hand through James’ hair.
“You should probably figure out exactly what your job is,” Regulus’ voice is teasing, and calm and right now all James wants to do is fall asleep in his arms, but this issue is eating at him and he needs to figure out what to do.
“I have an idea,” he shrugs, not really caring to know more than that, he does his job well, has no complaints, no blemishes on his record so he’s obviously doing something right. “I could just yell at him in front of people and hope for the best,”
“You know, I can’t really imagine you yelling at anybody,” Regulus smiles and James turns his head to the side to look at him in confusion.
“I yell!” He scoffs, offended that Regulus thinks he never yells at anything, “You’ve definitely heard me yell before.”
Regulus hums in thought, trying to recall a time James has ever yelled at anyone maliciously, any time he’s ever been so angry he’s had to scream to get his point across, he comes up blank and shakes his head at James.
“I’ve heard you exclaim, excited after a quidditch win, happy about a friends announcement,” Regulus laughs, recalling a fond memory involving a busy car park and endless identical spaces, “That time you found our car after looking for 20 minutes,”
“That was a perfect end to a perfect day!” James moves, turning his whole body to face Regulus, his eyes widening in joy thinking back to the memory, “There is never any reason to yell on the apple-picking day,”
“This is what I mean,” Regulus laughs, taking James’ hand and interlinking it with his own, “It’s not a bad thing, I just think you’d be so upset with yourself if you yelled at him, and would feel guilty.”
James pouts and Regulus leans down to kiss him, “You’re a good person, James, we’ll figure something out.” There’s a look in Regulus’ eyes that makes James think he won’t have to sort it out at all, but he ignores it, James would let Regulus do whatever he wanted, so if he wants to yell at a man for him, he’ll take it.