Tell Them

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
M/M
G
Tell Them
Summary
Regulus Black and James Potter have been in a secret relationship, and Regulus is tired of it being a secret. When James asks about telling everyone, Regulus can’t put up much of a fight.
Note
This wasn’t proofread. I liked the idea of Regulus fighting against himself to try and protect James. I also love the idea that James treat’s Regulus like royalty.
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French

James woke to the sight of Regulus’ peaceful face. He really took in the view. This was a very rare occurrence. He knew Regulus loves waking up before him. He enjoyed the occasions he wakes up first though.

He took in the beautiful sculpture of Regulus’ face. The only thing he has to admit he likes about Regulus being a Black, their amazing bone structure. He stared at the deep black hair framing his face. He silently wished he could memorize the patterns of Regulus’ eyes.

His breath catches slightly when Regulus’ eyelids flutter. He was met with cool grey looking at him.

“Oh,” Regulus mumbled. James smiled at Regulus’ sleepy words. He ran his fingers along his lover’s face. “Amour matinal.”

James looked up confused. Regulus’ eyes were half closed, looking back at him, relaxed. He just smiled more at Regulus, beginning to run his hands through his hair. Regulus leaned into it.

James has begged Regulus to speak to him in French, repeatedly. He doesn’t think Regulus exactly means to currently, considering he’s half asleep, but he’ll take it.

“Vous êtes belle,” Regulus whispered before laying a gentle kiss on James’ nose. James felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He doesn’t know exactly what Regulus is saying, but he assumes it’s good. “Je donnerais tout pour te voir sourire comme ça plus.”

James just stared at Regulus for a second. Okay, he kind of wanted to know what that one meant. He debated for a second if he really wanted to ask. “Babe, can you say that again? Maybe in English this time,” James laughed at the end. Regulus’ eyes shot open, towards him.

“Was I seriously talking in French?” Regulus sounded sort of nervous. James just nodded, and he watched as Regulus’ entire face burst with color. “I, uh, I said,” Regulus looked away, “I would give everything to see you smile like this more, talking about how you were smiling at me.”

James smiled even wider at Regulus. “Can you say more stuff to me in French, please,” James begged. He knew the moment Regulus gave in. He cheered quietly earning a laugh from Regulus.

“J'aime la façon dont tu me touches comme si j'étais en or.”

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