Regulus
“Get up, James.”
It was 12:00 and James wouldn’t get up.
“We have to go meet Sirius and Remus at the airport, James. Don’t you want to see your literal best friend?” “Obviously I do, Regulus. I’m just a little nervous given the… circumstances.”
Regulus nodded. He figured he would leave it up to James to just tell Sirius.
“I’m gonna tell him. At the party tonight, he will already know.” “Ok. You better.” “Or what, you’ll summon the boogeyman?” James joked. “No. I’ll do things to you that you can’t even imagine,” he said.
He knew James would get flustered. That was his favorite emotion of James. When his face got red and he wasn’t quite sure what to say or do. That was his favorite version of James. That’s precisely why he’d been flirting with him more.
“You got a shirt?” “Yea, just look in my drawers.”
James picked a AC/DC shirt, paired with a pair of his own jeans, which he left the last time he stayed. Regulus went to the kitchen to make coffee. He opened the cabinet and was deciding on which mug when James showed up behind him. He got close, reaching his hand over Regulus. He grabbed the cup he wanted, but lingered for a moment, letting the contact sink in. He then smirked and walked to the kettle. Regulus actually had to stay still for a moment to not die on the spot. He coughed and then made his coffee, avoiding James’s staring eyes. The pair left the house and went to the airport, nervous of what was going to happen. When they arrived, Sirius ran directly toward James, picking him up and twirling him around. He whispered something into Sirius’s ear, and he dragged him to a wall.
“Explain.” “Remus, listen, it happened so quickly and-” “What happened, Regulus?”
Regulus then dove into an account of the last weeks, skipping over the mental breakdowns.
“You mean to tell me James asked you to fake date him, and you fucking did, Reggie? Do you not understand why this is so awful for you? You’re in love with him!” “Woah, who said anything about love…” “Regulus, I am your best friend, when you like a guy, much less remember what he says, what he tastes like, and how he sounds when he first wakes up, it raises some questions about your feelings for him.” “Fine, maybe I love him, but what’s so bad about fake dating him?” He put his head in his hands. “Reggie, it’s going to hurt so much more now. How many times have you remembered it and it made you sad.” “A lot,” he mumbled. “Exactly. I’m not trying to make you upset, but just think about your feelings before you do something stupid, ok? Also, does Sirius know?” “He knows about my feelings for James, but he doesn’t know about the dating. Well, James is telling him now.”
They both turned to where they were standing, expecting Sirius to be mad or something along those lines, but he was holding James, saying something in his ear. They came over and joined Remus and Regulus. Remus and Sirius held hands as they walked out of the airport, prompting James to look at Regulus pleadingly.
“Do you have a question, James? Remember amor, we have to use our words.” “Hand.” “James,” he said in a singsong voice. “Words, darling.” He gulped, “Can I hold your hand, Reggie?” “Yes, now was that so hard?” “When you’re looking at me like that it is,” James mumbled, thinking Regulus wouldn’t hear him.
Regulus just laughed a bit to himself as he threaded his fingers in between James’s. When they got to the doors, Sirius and James went together, so Regulus went home alone. He decided to start getting ready for the party. After what he wore the other night made James so flustered, he needed to do it again. He called Remus to ask for his help picking out his outfit.
“What skirt should I wear?” “Skirt?” “James liked it. A lot. So I figured I’d tease him again.” “Reg, are you sure he doesn’t like you?” “Well obviously he doesn’t. He’s just playing along with it. Besides, you can like things that a person does and not like the person.” “Mhm.” “Shut up.”
In the end, Regulus was dressed in a black pleated skirt, fishnets, doc martens, and a red queen shirt, as well as James’s leather jacket. As he put on the jacket, he decided to smell it. He did like the smell of James and it smelt so much like him that his face was burrowed in it for 10 minutes. His phone ringing started Regulus out of the jacket, stumbling to answer it.
“Hey Reggie, what’re you wearing tonight?” “Why?” “Because, I just want to know.” “James, why,” Regulus said. “So we can match,” he said quietly. “Red top, black bottom.” “Well, I knew about Sirius, but you too?” “Really James? Did you just make a sex joke out of my outfit?” “Yes… but in my defense, you set it up.” “Goodbye James, I’ll see you there.” “Bye Reggie.”
He grabbed his phone, slid his rings on, and started walking to Sirius and Remus’s. When he arrived, there were already tons of people there. He felt slightly embarrassed wearing the skirt, but he decided to embrace it. He went to the kitchen to get a drink when he saw James walk in. He was wearing the red sweater that Regulus had stolen a few days ago. Regulus smiled, and then proceeded to grab his drink. He hung out with Remus for an hour before going to find James. It was a minute before he found him on the couch with a guy he’d never seen before. The guy was being very touchy, grabbing James as he laughed. James was smiling at the guy. That just seemed to fire up Regulus more. Regulus grit his teeth as Remus walked up to him.
“Woah, what’s up with you. I knew your rbf was bad, but Merlin this looks like pure hatred.” “That's because it is. That guy is flirting with my James and he’s just fucking oblivious.” “Well, he’s not yours. It’s fake, remember.” “I don’t want it to be fucking fake and I’m going to make that clear right now. And even if it is fake, it’s still a bad look.” “I know, I’m sorry Reg, I just wanted to make sure you remembered before you did something dumb, ok?” “Oh trust me I know. I’m about to do something stupid anyway.”
With that, he left his spot against the wall and sat right next to James. Their thighs touched, and James stuttered. James put his hand down and started messing with Regulus’s fishnets.
“James, who’s this?” “This is Regulus, he’s my boyfriend.” “Pleasure,” Regulus said, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, hey mate. I’m Walter.”
James felt Walter touching his shoulder and James took his hand off of him. Walter seemed embarrassed. ‘Good,’ Regulus thought. Regulus decided to go even further, because frankly, he was pissed off. He put his hand down directly on James’s thigh, making eye contact with Walter the entire time. James put his hand over Regulus’s, and he fully expected him to move Regulus’s hand off of him. Instead, he brought his hand and moved it up to his inner thigh, as far up as it could go. Regulus saw James’s eyes on Walter’s the entire time, glaring. It almost looked like James didn’t like Walter in the first place. Regulus moved his hand up and down James’s thigh, grinning. Walter rolled his eyes and started talking to James. James made eye contact with Regulus and looked pleadingly. He leaned into James and started to whisper.
“Use your words, Jamie.” “Help please. I don’t like him.” “Gladly.”
Walter reached out to touch James again, this time going for his thigh, opposite to where Regulus was holding. Regulus leaned over James and caught his hand. He then slid over to talk to Walter better, which then placed him into James’s lap.
“Listen, Walter. I don’t know where the fuck you’re from, but here, we don’t try and touch men who don’t like it, especially when their boyfriends are sitting right here. Now if you touch him again I’m going to tie you to a chair and cut off each of your fucking fingers until you learn the lesson to not touch people, especially when they don’t like it. Now go, and if you ever even talk to James again, you’ll have no tongue to talk with.”
Walter got up off of the couch, glaring at Regulus. Regulus grinned at James, and then crawled out of his lap. Dorcas, Marlene, Evan, and Barty all came over and sat on the couch. James moved down to the edge and sat perched on the arm of the couch with Regulus in between his legs. James wrapped his arm around Regulus’s shoulder, holding him tightly.
“I just think Spider-Man is objectively better,” Evan said, Barty agreeing with him. “No, Black Widow is clearly superior,” Marlene argued, Dorcas nodding. “James, what do you think?” “Well, I’ve never actually seen Spider-Man, so I’m not the best judge.”
With that, Marlene found the remote and pulled up the Spider-Man movies, putting them on. Regulus stretched his arm out against James’s knees, letting James mess with his fingers as they watched. Halfway through the movie, James started slowly dragging his fingers through Regulus’s hair. Regulus groaned, only loud enough that James could hear it. He laid his head back against James’s chest, leaning forward a bit. James pulled Regulus back by the hair, smirking as Regulus rolled his eyes back in his head. Then, all of a sudden, James stopped playing with his hair. Regulus looked up at James in disgust, glaring daggers at him.
“What’s wrong, love? Use your words.”
Ah, now Regulus understood what this was about. It was basically revenge. Well, two could play at this game. Regulus started shifting against James, staring innocently into James’s eyes as he struggled to keep his composure. James started to breathe heavier, losing all of his confidence in his revenge plan.
“Alright! I’m sorry, seriously Reg, please,” James pleaded. “Don’t test me again, amor. We both know who has the upper hand.”
Regulus stilled, and James started playing with his hair once again. The movie came to a close,
and James loved every second of it. Dorcas was asleep on Marlene, which Regulus found adorable. James was smiling down at Regulus.
“What?” “Nothing, you just look nice.” “Oh. Thanks.” “Mhm,” James mumbled. “Stop looking at me like that.” “Sorry.”
James turned his head away from Regulus, but he let his hands travel down to Regulus’s hips. Regulus smiled a bit and then stood. He helped James up, taking him to sit on the floor next to Evan.
“We should play truth or dare,” he said. “That’s a great idea, I’ll go get the others,” Marlene said.
She came back a minute later, Lily and Mary in tow.
“Remus and Sirius are…busy, but I found Lily and Mary, so let’s start now.”
They played for a while, keeping the dares tame. By the 5th round, though, the dares were anything but. Barty had been given the task of taking five tequila shots in seven seconds. Lily had to go outside and jump in the pool, and was now soaked. Both Evan and James were shirtless, because both had lost games of strip
poker against Regulus and Barty, where the losers had to take off their shirts. Both of those dares were issued by Dorcas, who when James lost to Barty, smirked at Regulus and mouthed a “you’re welcome”. It was now Evans' turn to ask someone.
“Reggie, truth or dare?” “Dare,” he said, forgetting about the poker game. “After what you pulled for that poker game, this is going to get messy.” “Oh god, Evan please.” “This is also revenge for 6 years ago when you dared me the same thing and I got Barty. You’re going to spin a bottle and it’s going to decide who you give a lap dance to.” “Oh fucking hell. First off, that literally got the two of you together, so I don’t wanna hear it. Secondly, it was six years ago! Jesus, Ev, all of us here have significant others in the ring.” “I don’t care, you chose dare. You better hope you get me, Barty, or Potter.”
Regulus grabbed a bottle off of the table and spun it on the ground as hard as he could. It spun for a second before landing right on James.
“Fuck,” Regulus said aloud. “Alright Potter! Reg has got some killer moves,” Barty teased. “Fuck off,” Regulus growled. “Better get on the chair,” Marlene said. “If it makes you feel any better, us girls will look away. I can’t say the same for Evan and Barty, but we will.” “Thank you, Mary,” James said nervously.
He stood up slowly and walked over to the chair Evan had set up. He lowered himself, taking a deep breath. Regulus decided that if he had to do this, he was going to do it right, no holding back.
“Ok, go on Reggie. We’ll start the music.”
The Weekend started playing, and Regulus approached James. He walked around the chair, dragging his hand around James’s collarbone and down his torso. He stood in front of him and started moving his hands down his arms. His hands ran down his abs and onto his thighs. He went up as high as he could, feeling James shiver. Regulus lifted his hands and sat down on James. He started grinding backwards on him, feeling James grab his arms for stability. He moved his hips around, thankful for all the dance classes his mother put him through. He stood in front of James again, looking down at him. He looked so beautiful like this, and Regulus wished he could take a picture right then. He swung his right leg over James, straddling him completely now. Regulus moved back and forth, getting into his zone. He felt James against his inner thigh, but he ignored it, focusing on making sure James felt good. James was murmuring curses in Regulus’s ear, which only encouraged Regulus further. James let out a low moan, only loud enough for Regulus to hear. Regulus doubled his speed, his hips swinging faster.
“Reggie-,” James moaned. “I’m-I can’t. C-c-clothes Reg.”
Regulus understood what James was saying and stopped moving. James looked down, but Regulus grabbed his face and kissed him hard. James smiled against his mouth. Regulus broke away from the kiss, dragging his finger against James’s mouth. Helping James stand, he took a dramatic bow in front of Evan, who watched the whole thing while making out with Barty. The girls were on their phones, and James went over to sit with them. Regulus saw Remus in the room out of the corner of his eye and knew he was in for a lecture. He strolled over.
“Listen, Rem, I only did it as a dare. James liked it, and it was consensual.” “Reg, I really just wanted to tell you to be careful with him. I also want to advise you to not give James a lap dance in a crowded room. But what do you mean he liked it?” “Well, he was erm moaning my name and he only told me to stop because he was about to-” “Ok! Enough details! Let’s go hang out with Sirius!”
Regulus laughed at this, but he was really just thinking about what had just happened. He knew he had to tell James.