The Prettiest Boy Here
Regulus stared out the window of the limo. He watched as identical long Black cars all drove in the same direction.
“I can’t go. You can just drop me off at my place.”
“Reggie-“
“Regulus.”
“Reginald, you’ll fit right in! Besides you’ll have your super hot, sexy, beautiful, gorgeous-“
“You can’t possibly be describing yourself right now.”
Sirius laughed, “But really Reg, i’ll be with you the whole time. It’s not really that big of a deal it’s just going to be a bunch of people drinking and socializing.”
“That’s my worst nightmare.”
Sirius was made for this lifestyle. Getting wildly famous when he was just 17 for his musical talent and his hit album “My Moon,” he was never one to shy away from the spotlight. Unlike his younger brother who tried his best to stay away from people’s eyes as much as possible. Now years later Sirius is one of the biggest musicians in the world and Regulus leads a pretty average life as a college student. Except for tonight.
“I still don’t get why you’re making me go.”
“It’s perfect for networking, baby brother!”
“Baby? You’re barely a year older than me.”
Sirius disregarded that, “C’mon, you want to be a fashion designer right?”
Regulus nodded, it had been his dream since he was young.
“And who wears fashion designs? Celebrities!”
“Your logic is sound proof,” Regulus rolled his eyes, although did appreciate how much his brother cared for him and his dreams, but he’d never tell him that.
“Pulling up now, Mr. Black.” The driver announced.
“Okay!” Sirius chirped, “Ready?” He asked Regulus.
“Can we leave early at least?”
“No, Reg, we-“
“I’ll give you Remus’ number.”
“Deal.”
And with that the pair thanked the driver and left the comfort of the car to enter the red carpet after party.
***
Sirius already broke his promise, after introducing Regulus to a bunch of painfully boring people he had wondered away. The damn extrovert.
Regulus found himself sitting in a chair by the bathrooms that was definitely far too expensive for how uncomfortable it was. suddenly the chair leg was bumped and Regulus jumped.
“Oi! Sorry, Mate!” A posh voice came.
Regulus looked up to see a tan man, maybe a bit older than him, with round glasses and fluffy (messy) hair, he wore a black suit with red detailing. Regulus would be lying if he said he wasn’t crazy hot.
The man continued to stare at him and Regulus suspected it was because he had ignored him, “It’s fine,” He responded monotonously.
The man continued to stare for a moment before speaking again, “Are you here alone?”
Regulus briefly turned his head and looked around for Sirius but when not seeing the his brother anywhere he decided on, “Yes.”
“Care if I sit?” The man motioned to the chair next to him.
“You can do what you want.”
The man smiled at promptly sat down. “I’m James.”
“I didn’t ask.”
His smile grew, “Then i’ll ask. What’s your name, Love?”
“Love?”
“Yes?”
“You know that’s not what I meant,” Regulus said looking away, trying to act as unaffected as possible. James on the other hand was smiling like an idiot. What a complete idiot.
”I like your outfit.”
Regulus was wearing a long sleeved, sheer black blouse that was tucked into a pair of wide legged black slacks. All clothing he designed of course
“Thanks… I actually made it myself.”
”Really?!”
Regulus nodded while fidgeting with his rings.
”That’s amazing!” James seemed genuinely impressed by Regulus and he couldn’t help but smile a bit.
“Are you a fashion designer?”
“Maybe one day.”
“Hopefully that day comes soon. I would love for you to style me.”
”Yeah, you could use it.” Regulus smirked at him with performative look up and down at the man’s outfit.
James seemed slightly taken back at Regulus’ joking behavior but burst out into a somehow bigger smile.
”Oh yeah?” He said with a teasing grin.
Regulus nodded, “First, I’d get rid of this,” he used his hand to motion to the entire suit.
James raised an eyebrow, “Trying to get me naked already, Love?”
Regulus flushed. He was flirting with him right? Guys like this never flirt with him. Guys never flirt with him.
“Next, i’d put a paper bag over you're head so I couldn’t hear you.”
James laughed, “But then you wouldn’t be able to see my face?”
”Thats the point.”
“You wound me, darling.”
Regulus ended up in that uncomfortable chair talking with James for what felt like hours, but realistically was only about one hour before he felt his phone buzz and interrupt James story about his best friend “Padfoot.”
Sirius: one mor shot tgen wee can leabe!!!
Judging by his texts it doesn’t seem like Sirius should be taking shots of anything except water, but Regulus replied anyway.
Regulus: I’ll be waiting at the door, you drunk.
Sirius: Remu number pleewasseee
Regulus chuckled to himself, it would be pretty funny if Sirius drunk texted his little brothers best friend- and maybe finally confessed his undying love- but the thought of Sirius trying to figure out what to text him while hungover was even funnier.
”I actually have to go now.”
James frowned, “So soon?”
”Yeah, I think my brothers going to throw up very soon.”
”Yeah, probably a good time to leave then. I’d better check on my friend too, I told him I would be right back,” he laughed.
”He’s probably upset with you.”
“Nah, he won’t remember any of this night anyway.”
Regulus laughed and James’s eyes sparkled.
”Besides he can’t blame me, who wouldn’t get distracted if they saw the prettiest boy here sitting all alone.” He grinned.
Regulus ignored him, “I should really go now.” He stood up and gave a small smile before starting to walk away.
”Wait! What’s your name?”
But Regulus was too far away to hear.
***
“Moony!” Sirius kept saying in the limo ride back. He always started talking about some person or thing named “Moony” when he drank.
”Sirius, drink some water.”
His brother took the bottle and chugged it. Then went back to lying his head onto his brother’s. Regulus let him, but only because he knew the older wouldn’t remember.
After driving in silence for a bit Sirius spoke again, “You have fun?”
Regulus paused, “I think I might have.”