regulus was definitely and indefinitely beginning to get sick. at first it was just a sore throat that made his voice a bit raspy (which barty kept making fun of) and a runny nose (again, barty made fun of) but now it was getting a bit annoying. ofcourse he just chose to ignore it and pretend he was fine, being the emotionally constipated little thing he is, and continued on with his day (ignoring the incident in potions where he kept coughing so much that he actually had to leave the room).
Everything was fine, he may have had a slight cold that could be a fever but it was fine. all fine. that was until james potter saw him and somehow immediately knew what was wrong.
as soon as regulus walked into the lunch hall he could feel a pair of eyes on him as he saw the mess of brown curls at the gryffindoor table. you could basically see the moment james realised something was wrong as he smile faltered and he furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head in the most adorable way, that is something reg will never ever say out loud, and got up from the table to begin walking towards him.
regulus had two options: 1 being he could just admit he was ill and allow someone to take care of him, or he could go with option number 2, walk out the hall entirely and ignore everyone. being the person he is he obviously went with number 2, turning on his heel and walking out the door (not without an embarrassingly loud sneeze first)
"regulus! reggie wait!" a playful voice shouted from behind him. he was walking so fast how the fu- "reg, you alright?" said voice asks, his tone laced with worry as regulus turned around and looked up at him "i'm fine why?" ofcourse, of course his voice decided to break and he had to sniff when he said it. james sighed and look at him in the annoying way he always does whenever reg lies about how he's feeling.
"you're sick?" how-
"m not sick!" regulus slurred slightly with a sneeze.
"is that right?" james replied having a smug smile while handing him a tissue, which reg basically snatched out of his hand.
"oh piss off potter" he murmured with an eye roll and turned to keep walking before a hand was on his wrist.
he turned to look at the brunette with a scowl as he said
"Nope, come on your coming back to my dorm"
not a chance. there is no way in hel-
"lay down" now how did regulus get here you may ask? well there was word he may have been carried bridal style all the way there while kicking and yelling to be put down, but i'm sure that's just rumours
"i'm not-" cough "sick" he mumbled as he laid down on the oddly soft bed which smelt like james, something eh will also never tell anyone.
"hush hush now dear" james replied while handing him a bottle of muggle cough medicine.
regulus looked at the bottle like it was gonna bite him before just deciding to chug it. i mean, you just down potions don't you?
"wait reg no! you weren't supposed to have that much" oh fuck
"huh" the younger boy murmurs as everything feels a bit dizzy and suddenly it's very hard to keep himself upright and why is everything so funny looking?
james has a very peculiar nose no? would be very fun to just boop it. "you have a very nice nose jamsie" he giggles out and the other boy suddenly has a very amused smile.
"reg you might feel a bit droopy since you decided to chug something that's basically a dru-"
"a dr-drug?" he gasps "am i gonna go to jail?" he whispers with wide eyes and confusion as james starts laughing
"no no reggie your not gonna go jail, love"
an adorable frown comes on his face as he leans into the older boy but gets pushed back as a hand lands on his forehead
"your burning up reg, hold on lay down yeah?" prongs asks as he gets up and returns with a wet cloth and puts it on regulus's head and stands up to leave before a pale hand grabs his wrist.
"stay" regulus murmurs with his eyes closed.
he looks quite adorable when sleeping james thinks, his face is all relaxed with a small smile on his lips.
james gets under the quilt and holds the younger boy close, worried about the heat radiating from him, not caring that he may get ill.
safe to say regulus was confused when he woke up, a warm body holding tightly on his waist and bright red curtains around him instead of the regular gloomy green ones. he shifted slightly, trying to get out the death grip james had him in and sat up looking around. "james wake up your gonna be late to class!" a voice yelled while barging the dooor open, a voice far to familiar..that voice...fuck. sirius.
the curtains suddenly got ripped open by a far to joyful sirius with a grin that immediately dropped "james wa- regulus? oh, ew. EW." and the curtains were closed again, not without a long groan from the younger brother.
a raspy chuckle comes from below him as he looks down at a disheveled james, who is also a blind james and it looking around frantically for his glasses before they get shoved in his face.
"why am i here?" regulus asks, scowling as if that wasn't the first time he hadn't had nightmares in 3 years.
"well, you got ill, i dragged you here, you decided to chug half a bottle of cold medicine and then was high and basically blacked out" he says with a yawn as if it's an every day occurrence
"ofcourse i did" regulus reply's with a sigh before giving him a peck on the lips and doing the absolute impossible, thanking him.
"...thank you."
"your welcome love"