dark paradise
“He’s Regulus Black and he’s a rockstar trapped in a supermodel's body.”
Everything was fucked.
In one night Regulus Black had gone from partying on a boat, to having sex with a random dude, to being drugged and dragged out of a club by security. If he were to open social media, every article would call him reckless, thoughtless, a slut. None of it was wrong though, he was all of the above. And the fact that his music was about those same exact things did him no justice. Only a few days ago he was on the news for reckless driving. His mother had later screamed at him on the phone and told him to get it together. She was right. She was always right. Regulus was now having to dread the morning, knowing that in the morning, he would be sent to live with his brother. Management hoped it would pull him back together. The fuck were they on when they made that decision. What makes everything even worse as if it wasn’t even bad enough, the random dude that Regulus had sex with was James Potter. Who just by his luck lived with Sirius.
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James Potter woke up the next morning with a massive headache and an angry best friend standing over his bed. Two angry best friends to be exact. “Sirius, it's only 8:00, let me sleep for god's sake.” Sirius just stood there with his arms crossed, refusing to move. “Why is Remus here?” James questioned, motion towards Remus who was leaning against the doorframe. “Moral support.” Sirius blurted out without looking back at Remus. “James Fleatmont Potter, you messed up bigtime?” James rolled his eyes, “Oh, what did I do this time? I already apologized for eating your yogurt, you should have labeled it. “Oh cut the shit, James. You know what you did.” James sat up now, “No. I’m being honest, what did I do?” Sirius raised his hands, “You hooked up with my brother! And it was photographed! I woke up this morning to the most traumatizing images ever and you don’t even remember!?” James pulled out his phone and opened twitter.
Pop Base ✓⃝ @PopBase
Musician Regulus Black & Futebol Player James Potter photographed at a club in Brooklyn.
*image*
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@joshhutchersonsgf
are y'all seeing what i'm seeing
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@allamericanwhore
no fucking way
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@normanfuckingme
Someone owes me money
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James awkwardly placed down his phone and returned his gaze to Sirius. "You see, I wasn't aware that was your brother." "They look identical," Remus laughed. "I was extremely intoxicated," James justified himself. Like a point of no return type drunk." "Alright, possibly avoid having that occur again," Sirius said as he sat on the edge of James' bed. James awkwardly laughed, everything about this situation was incredibly awkward. "Sure, mate, of course." But, if I'm honest, I doubt I'll ever see him again." Sirius stood up, "Oh, did I forget to tell you that he's moving in with us?" Sirius giggled as he headed out of the room. James was fucked. However there was an inexpensive solution. Make it as if it never happened. It's as simple as that. When James established that plan, though...he had forgotten how gorgeous Regulus Black was. He had forgotten up until there was a knock at their front door.
James Potter, along with his friends Remus, Sirius, and Peter, lived in the heart of New York City. James Potter was a futebol player who had previously represented Brazil but was currently on leave. Sirius was the new Bella Hadid and Peter was the next Monet, according to James. Remus wrote in his spare time but refused to publish anything, even after Sirius tried for years to persuade him to. And if Sirius can't, no one will be able to persuade him. They all make a good living, as evidenced by their five-bedroom condo. Isn't it strange that they're all in their twenties, making more than enough money to live on their own, but they all choose to live together? Kind of, but when you also factor in the fact that they’ve all been as close as it gets since they were 12, then it changes.
James was the one to open the door. Sirius and Remus were on the back deck so they happened to not hear it and Peter was out of town for an art show. Standing outside the door was Regulus Black. His curls fell just below his ears and he wore a baseball cap that covered most of it. He wore a gray zip up with loose fitting jeans. He had one earphone hanging out and the other in his ear. “Potter.” Was all that Regulus said, “Nice seeing you again.” He said through his teeth, almost as if he was being forced to say it. “Black.” James said with an unpleasant smile on his face, “Where are your bags?” He motioned towards the hallway. “This is it.” Regulus said, shaking his duffel bag. “Oh, light packer I see. Follow me.” James started walking down the hall. “Your room is right here.” He said stopping, “Would you like a tour of the house, Mr. Black?” He said putting on a posh accent while opening the door to Regulus’ bedroom. Regulus placed his duffel bag on the bed. “What time is dinner?” James’ smile dropped, “Oh…it's 6:30, the kitchen is down the hall, we’re ordering chinese.” Regulus didn’t look up, he just nodded and started to unpack his things. James just stood there. He finally looked up, “You know you can leave. I’m perfectly capable of unpacking my things.” James just nodded and walked out, but he swears he heard Regulus laugh on the way out. And he doesn’t care if it was at him or with him but he made him laugh so that must be an accomplishment of some sort. And in that moment James Potter realized what his new goal for the year is going to be.
Become friends with Regulus Black.
Become friendly with Regulus Black.
James made his way to the balcony, knocking on the glass and signaling for Sirius and Remus to come in. “Regulus should get here in a few minutes. I’m terrified. What if he hates me?” Sirius said, putting his head into his arms. Remus leaned towards Sirius, putting an arm around him. James swears they should be dating already. “Hey, it’s okay. If he for some reason hates you then-” “Actually…” James interrupts, “He’s already here. He is just in the room down the hall.” Sirius looks up, “And you decided to wait this long to tell me?!” He laughs. “I didn’t want to ruin the intimate moment you were having with Remus.” James laughs. Remus and Sirius don’t. “Hey ‘was just joking.” He says patting them on the back. “I told him we’re ordering chinese and that dinner would be at 6:30. So you will see him in…approximately 22 minutes. More than enough time to think it over and decide what you’re gonna say.” Sirius slightly smiles, “It’s better than no time at all.”
James feels jealous. He’s never felt jealous. The thing is he has no idea why. The honest answer is that Sirius and Remus are hanging out more. He shouldn’t feel jealous that two of his friends are getting closer. Especially when it's obvious that they have feelings for eachother. But he just can’t help but think about them actually dating and then moving away. Or what if Sirius stops giving James weekly summaries on Saturday nights. What if they stop having movie nights or what if they stop playing stupid drinking games. The fear that James feels of losing his best friend is a terrifying feeling. They’re practically connected at the hip. James goes to all of Sirius’ shows and Sirius never missed one of James’ games. They know everything about each other. But then all of a sudden Regulus Black shows up and James doesn’t even tell Sirius about hooking up with him. Because in all honest seriousness James did know that it was Regulus Black he was hooking up with. He was sober for fucks sake. They both were. It would just be easier if they played drunk and made it seem like a big accident. When really James just couldn’t take his eyes off Regulus and Regulus couldn’t seem to distance himself from James. It was a disaster waiting to happen. And now for the next however long Regulus lives with them, James has to live with the knowledge that he lied to his best friend and that he might be in love with his best friend's brother.
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Regulus was laying on new white sheets in an apartment he just stepped into for the first time not even 10 minutes ago and he was already re-thinking everything. Currently though, the biggest topic was a certain boy with glasses who Regulus couldn’t seem to forget thinking about. Especially because everytime he opened social media he was bombarded with photos of the two on a boat. So purely because Regulus Black writes his own music, he opened his notebook and started a new page.
All my friends tell me I should move on
I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song
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And there's no remedy for memory,
your face is like a melody
It won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
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They all ate dinner in complete silence, other than the occasional cough. Which did not help ease up the mood at all. They were all silently begging for dinner to end. Then Sirius said the worst possible thing anyone in the whole existence of the universe could say.
“So how was James in bed?”
Regulus almost choked on his food, James just put down his utensils and started to stand up and Remus was watching this all go down from the kitchen, silently laughing.
“Excuse me?”
“I asked how James is in bed?”
“How is that the first thing you’re saying after not speaking to me for 4 years.”
“Sirius, let's not right now.” James motioned to Sirius to stand up with him. “No, let’s right now. Now Regulus, you’re the one that told me you didn’t want to leave so let's not act like it wasn’t your fault.”
“I was 15, Sirius. I was an emotionally abused 15 year old who was too afraid to abandon my parents. Father was sick.”
“You still call him father, Regulus. He fucking abused you! When will that get to you! They weren’t good parents! They can go to hell for all I care!”
“Don’t say that!”
“Look. It’s like you’re 15 again. You have to understand that they’re not good people, they’re assholes who couldn’t give less of a fuck about their children. All they wanted was for us to make money for them. I want you to think about that, Regulus. Let it get to your fucking head.”
With almost no expression on his face, Regulus stood up and made his way down the hall. Slamming the bedroom door shut.
James turned over to Sirius who almost instantly broke down. Lying on the floor, crying, he couldn’t catch his breath. Remus made cups of tea. One for Sirius, who’s he placed on the table that Sirius was leaning against, and one for Regulus who he left outside of Regulus’ door. Remus knew to leave James and Sirius alone. He knew they would figure it out. And they did. They always do.
“Am I a bad person?”
“Of course not. You’re a good person who’s had a really shitty life.”
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Regulus, down the hall, screamed into his pillow as it was his only silencer for his emotions. Twas only the first day and life was more messed up then it previously was. Regulus stood up and walked over to the lyrics he previously wrote down. He picked up the pages and ripped them apart.
Everything was fucked.