"Break"
Regulus watched as the people outside ran about and threw water balloons at each other, spraying each other with water.
He felt like sobbing.
Regulus looked down at his oh-so-noticeable chest - tits as Sirius called them. No matter the name, they were still there.
And boy did Regulus hate them. How he wanted nothing more than to rip them off and just be done with them.
"Oh why couldn't I just have been born a guy.. why.. why couldn't I be normal.."
Tears started to flow down Regulus's face as he watch his friends outside with the Marauders.
Watched James.
He loved James to death but.. but god he was jealous.
Jealous of the way he could freely take his shirt off, no 'tits' to get in the way.
Jealous of the way his voice was naturally deep and perfect.
Jealous of his male body, of his adam's apple, of his everything that Regulus could never see himself having in a body like this.
It didn't take long for Regulus to break.
Sitting on the floor, his arms around his legs and his face buried in his knees, tears pouring from his eyes as he sobbed - albeit, much louder than Regulus intended to - wishing for nothing more than to be a boy.
That's all he ever wanted: to be a boy.
Regulus reluctantly removed his head from his knees and looked at the mirror across from him. He hadn't looked in one in forever because the dysphoria was so bad.
He saw what he knew he would see, and it made his skin crawl.
A bump under his clothes where his 'tits' were that the binder couldn't quite hide, a soft rounded face of a woman's- basically a woman trying very horribly at cosplaying as a boy.
Regulus quickly looked away and buried his head back in his knees, his sobbing even harder.
He wished his sun would just come in and try and comfort him.
But James would never be able to properly comfort Regulus; for James had what Regulus always wanted, with no way to ever give him what he needed so bad.
Regulus would always love James, always, but he couldn't help but also hate James, purely over something neither could control, and that just made Regulus feel worse.
"I only have to wait a few more hours.. then I can leave.."
Regulus had never felt so broken, and there was nothing anyone could do to fix him.
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