"Dress"
Regulus wanted to rip his skin off. He wanted to take a knife and just make it stop.
Regulus was at one of his parents' dinner parties.
Wearing a dress.
Every five seconds being deadnamed by some stranger.
Being misgendered by everyone.
Regulus already thought of his parents' parties as hell.
But this made it a million times worse.
First chance Regulus got, he ran out of the room and into his room to just sob; to release all the pent up emotions.
He felt hideous and broken.
Dysphoria was slowly killing him.
He wanted to hurt himself, to make it all stop.
Regulus had begged and begged his parents to let him wear a suit.
They refused.
Of course they did.
They always did.
They never wanted him happy.
He was just a trophy girl to them.
Something to show off and make fun of, and completely control.
And when he didn't listen,
They'd make him listen; however means they feel fit.
The mere thought made Regulus shudder more as he sobbed into his pillow.
Regulus wasn't the only one suffering, he knew Sirius was downstairs having the same problem, but instead of wanting to wear a suit, he wanted to wear a dress.
Regulus and Sirius were in the same boat. 100%. Just different gender dilemma.
He heard a knock on his door after around twenty minutes of just crying his eyes out.
"It's me.. James."
Regulus very reluctantly opened the door, hastily wiping his eyes.
"What do you want. What are you even doing here?" Regulus asked, glaring at James.
"I am here because Sirius invited me.. Reg.. are you okay? Why are you wearing-"
"I don't want to talk about it."
They stood there a moment, before Regulus finally let James into his room.
"I brought you something.." James mumbled hesitantly.
"What."
James hands Regulus a box.
Regulus raises his eyebrow at James, distrustful of anything that he could have ever been given.
"Open it.."
Regulus opens it.. it was a suit.
"I know your parents are assholes, but you deserve to feel comfortable in your own skin, Regulus.."
Regulus doesn't hesitate to hug James, who is startled by the sudden hug.
This is the first time Regulus had ever shown any real niceness to James.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."
That was all Regulus seemed to be able to say, as tears dripped down his face again.
"Once you take off that dress, give it to Sirius.. they look just as miserable as you were."
Regulus nods quickly, pulling away from James; suddenly very aware that he had just hugged James Potter.
"Take care of yourself, Reggie."
James said before leaving Regulus's room.
Regulus quickly takes off the dress, and puts on the suit.
It was perfect, in his size too.
Much better than the dress.
This didn't make Regulus feel so hateful of himself.
Didn't fix the fact he was going to continue to be deadnamed and misgendered, but at least he wasn't in an awful dress that made him feel girlier than ever.
Regulus called Sirius up to his room, the minute he was dressed.
He gave Sirius the dress.
The two were both much happier after that.
Regulus was in a suit.
Sirius was in a dress.
And James was there, giving Regulus looks that made Regulus feel things he didn't know he could feel.
He was definitely going to have to get to know James better, and possibly be a little nicer to him..
Regulus owed James big time for this.
And he was okay with that.
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