it was so loud in here.
all regulus could see over the crowd of people was the empty stage and flashing lights. barty and evan forced him to come see them play. some mysterious band member they wanted him to meet.
they allowed him to bring his brother so he did. but of course, if sirius comes, remus comes. and peter. and mary. and lily. and marlene. and dorcas. and pandora. pandora would have came anyways but since lily was coming she ‘just had to.’
whatever
“wheres the other one?” reg yelled to sirius. the other one referring to james.
james fleamont potter.
his childhood crush. the man who stole sirius from him. the man who stole his heart.
“couldnt make it.. something about his dog,” sirius screamed back. he had a strange glint in his eye and side eyed remus.
almost everyone knew about reg’s ‘childhood’ crush on james. the crush that may have spread to his adulthood. he would never admit that however.
“have a drink! loosen up! they are gonna start soon!!” pandora told reg as she shoved a mysterious liquid into his hand.
he told a drink the liquid and regretted it immediately. it was fucking sour. and stung. but he felt the feeling start to kick in.
almost 2 minutes and half a blunt (cpurtesy peter) he heard a guitar cord play. everyone in the bar went quiet it seemed. his conversation with mary paused and they both turned to look at te stage.
pitch black.
no lights had come on yet.
and then it started.
someone started playing guitar.
the stage lit up.
evan on drums on the left.
barty on bass on the right.
red lights shining on both of them.
the mysterious guitar player (and singer?) wasnt illuminated yet.
people in the crowd started swaying and dancing to the heavy sounding music.
all of the sudden a heavenly voice hit regulus’ ears. he wasnt facing the stage at the time but could tell more lights came on. his friends all started screaming.
This town don't feel mine
I'm fast to get away, far
he turned around as quick as he could.
a glint from the lights caught his eye.
a glint from.. glasses.
on the middle of the stage.
holding a guitar.
singing into the microphone.
was james fucking potter.
his james potter.
playing with evan and barty.
his bestfriends.
what the actual fuck.
I dressed you in her clothes
Now drive me far away, away, away
he sounded amazing.
“you knew about this didnt you?” he asked sirius who was dancing a little to close to remus.
he smirked.
“you absolute bitch.”
“dont act like you arent folding for james. he is practically moaning into the mic.” sirius yelled back.
he wasnt wrong.
regulus was in fact folding.
instead of responding, he started walking closer to the stage.
It feels good..
james started singing again. he sang with this flowy voice that sounded almost orgasmic.
right when he got the the front of the crowd he looked up and made eye contact with james.
..to know youre mine
regulus paused.
it wasnt about him.
for sure.
now drive me far away, away, away
eye contact.
everyone started screaming and singing as he repeated the lyrcis.
hands.
his hands were beautiful. gliding across the guitar for each note. slender fingers on the frets.
barty and evan looked amazing of course.
barty’s green hair was reflecting in the red light.
evan’s dreads were bouncing as he slammed the drums.
it was all beautiful.
the song ended and another one started.
singing some euphoric melody about waves.
even more groaning sounds that left reg to imagine unholy things.
he kept watching james. james looked at him every once in awhile.
after about 4 songs he lost his shirt somehow.
reg was going to die.
he slowly made his way back to his friends. everyone seemed to be drunk, high, tired, horny, or somewhere inbetween.
“its almost over dont worry reggie. they said we could go backstage after anyways.” marlene shouted towards him.
he nodded and sat down on one of the stools.
he let his head drop into his amrs and quickly dozed off, despite the chaotic surroundings.
he felt something massaging his scalp when he awoke.
he shot his eyes open and looked around the bar without lifting his head up.
however, he wasnt there anymore.
he was on a couch.
in someones lap.
“here, drink this.” a mysterious (but beautiful) voice spoke. he looked to the side and grabbed the water that the dark hand was holding out.
“thanks..” he mumbled as he sat up.
red converse..? was the first thing he saw.
red guitar??
the pieces connected quickly despite his state.
he turned to the side and made eye contact with the chocolate eyes.
“james potter.” he stated.
“that is i!! now drink your water reggie. sirius would kill me if i didnt take care of you.” he said with a wink.
like the idiot he was, reg drank the water right away. maintaining eye contact.
“where’d my friends go? what time is it? how long was i out? how did i get here?” reg asked as fast as he could. the worlds spilling out of his mouth.
“home, they got tired. its about 5 am. suns rising i think. you were out for about 2 hours? you are a cute sleeper. lily carried you back stage when they headed back after the show. you were pretty out of it and came over to me. you collapsed on my lap like a cat and fell asleep. i wasnt gonna wake you and no one wanted to try. they all went home.” james replied with a smirk. and was that blush?
regulus felt red as a tomato.
“right.. ill head home now..” he said and got up, a little to fast. he was still a hungover and almost tripped and fell. luckily james caught him.
“nice try baby, im driving you home.” james said, not even noticing the nickname slipping out.
“fine, lets go.” reg replied, pretending not to notice the name.
in the car
You've had a long list of lovers
But none of them matter to you except me
I've had a long list of lovers
But none of them matter to me except you
played quietly in the car.
it was quite cold outside. luckily james gave reg one of his hoodies.
it smelled like him.
the hangover was gone but the time they were at reg and sirius’ apartment.
06:12
the clock read.
james stopped the car in the parking lot and gave regulus his phone and wallet.
“dont forget these..” he said. his tone was sad, as if he was gonna miss reg.
as if.
reg grabbed them and tried to ignore the spark that he felt when their fingers grazed.
“can you walk me up?” reg asked. why would you say that idiot. he thought.
“oh! yeah of course!!” james replied, looking a little to happy to be walkin up 2 flights of stairs at 6 am.
they exited the car and started the slow trek up the stairs. the conversation was kept light and safe.
sadly, they reached the door.
“well.. guess ill see you another time?” james asked. looking everywhere except reg.
“yeah.. you, ev, and barty did good. you were amazing.” reg mumbled. feeling a little confident.
“can i..” james started. he stopped talking when they made eye contact. the height difference finally showing.
reg urged him to keep talking.
reg smirked. “really? you, james potter, wants me, regulus black??” he teased.
“stop teasing me and answer the question you bitch.” he joked back.
“yes, you can kiss me james.” he said, trying to hold in his excitement.
they both leaned up and met in the middle at the same time.
sparks.
fireworks even.
it was perfect.