It was the weekly party and of course James had gotten himself in. Though he hadn't done much since he'd gotten there, he'd mainly just stared at the younger of the black brother and taken a few shots. Throughout the night he had tried to talk to Regulus being interrupted every time and his confidence was starting to fade every time he was pulled away from him. At last the fourth time he'd been able to make an actual conversation with him.
“Hey hows your night been? " says James trying to act cool and like he hasn't been staring at him constantly.
“Well it would be better if you would loosen up and dance with me! " said Regulus with a smirk obviously drunk. "Well maybe I will." James says smirking back and taking Regulus's hands.
Regulus still having his drunken confidence had been dancing or more jumping his heart out and now he had pulled James into it. As they bounced James watched as the boys perfect curls bounced as they so gracefully hit his shoulders just to leave in the next second. “What are you staring at? ” asked Regulus noticing James wasn't completely there, "You." he says without thinking. He covers his mouth eyes shooting wide scared of how Regulus might react.
Regulus's mouth curls from a smile to a smirk the minute he heard this. "Oh am I that distracting?" He taunts.
"Maybe." He says his eyes darting away at the question then right back to those emerald eyes he loved so much. "And if you were?" He asks becoming more and more bold as the conversation continued.
"Well maybe I'll let whatever goes on in that head of yours happens, ya know the fantasys." He says looking up to meet his gaze.
"Is that so?" He says trying his hardest to play it cool and pretend that he isn't turning into a tomato.
"Yeah it is." Regulus slowly snakes his hands down to James waist sending little tingles up James's spine.
"Uh come on you can't do this to me" the taller one says knowing Sirius could show up any second or worse they could be photographed, though he kinda doubts it cause everyone else was definitely way to far gone. "Oh yes I can" Regulus says as he stands on the tips of his toes and kisses James
The second their lips touch James's hands slide right into his hair pulling and tugging him closer and closer wanting more and more of him touching him. He can feel Regulus's hands tighten on his waist not caring that there will be bruses in the shape of his bones because he would get them tattooed on him if he could.
Then they break James let's out a very quiet pout at the lost of the warmth he was enjoying. Then there's a tug, it happens so quickly he almost falls but he keeps up with the small boy pulling him to his own door room. He doesn't even question how he knows where it is and how he knows the short cuts to it, he just follows like a little puppy who wa ts its mama.