The Football Game:
pairing: jegulus. additional tags: sad james :(, soft regulus. for: @gardenofrunar
“Love?”
Regulus looks up from where he's snuggled into James' chest to look up at him.
“I– I have a football game tomorrow so, would– could you–” Regulus pulls away slightly to cup James' cheek, slowly moving his thumbs in a comforting gesture.
“shh.. love, take a deep breath, I'm here, take your time.” he whispers in a low soothing tone.
James closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before beginning to speak again, “would you please come to my game tomorrow, you don't even have to come for the whole game you– you can just come at the end.”
“Love–” Regulus tries but James just continues on.
“And– I'd really like for you to come but– but if you can't, that's okay too. You don't have to, you probably don't even want to and I'm just being stupid again, I'm sor–”
Regulus covers James' mouth with his hand to cut him rambling off.
“I will, I'd love to actually” he says before lifting his hand off of James' mouth.
“You will?” James asks with a slight tremble in his voice, eyes wide with disbelief. “you actually will? Please don't say you will and not come”
“I will, mon cheri, i will” Regulus reassures him while trying not to let his anger show on his face.
All he knows of James' previous partner is that they hadn't been particularly kind to him, and Regulus has wanted to kill people many times in his life, but what he wants to do with this person will make killing someone look like a fucking dessert.
“Yeah?” James asks, eyes wide and glossy.
"Yeah." Regulus replies.
"Oh. I love you so much" James whispers, tears forming in his eyes as he snuggles into Regulus' chest.
"Don't cry, love, don't cry" Regulus whispers.
James looks up at Regulus, “Happy tears, very happy tears”
Regulus runs the pads of his thumbs beneath James' eyes to wipe the tears.
"I love you so much, you'll never understand"
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As James walks onto the pitch he can't help but allow his eyes to sweep over the stands, trying to find the grey eyes he has grown to know and love.
Regulus isn't there.
When he was no older than 12, his mom told him, "hope for everything, expect nothing" but over the past few years he's realized just how much pain even hoping can bring.
People tend to say that you learn from your mistakes, James does. He really honestly does.
It's just that Regulus had promised so earnestly
"I'd love to," he had said.
He shakes himself out of it.
His gaze moves over to Sirius cheering for him.
That's his support.
-
He throws himself fully into the game, not letting himself look at the stands.
It's not until he scores his first goal that he looks back at the stands with a grin, doing his dance with Sirius.
Or that's what he supposed he'd do, his gaze however, catches on someone beside Sirius, just a couple inches shorter.
There stands Regulus.
As he catches James' eyes he lets a small smile slip.
James' grin impossibly widens before actually doing his dance with Sirius.
He wants to cry.
Regulus came.
Regulus came.
-
They win the game.
Sirius runs down from the stands and onto the pitch(?), towards James who also runs to him in equal excitement.
As soon as they are near each other, James holds Sirius' face and presses a quick but sturdy kiss on his lips.
It's tradition after all.
It's a short kiss before they wrap their arms around each other and Sirius shoves James onto the ground.
-
Regulus refuses to touch him until he has had a shower and thoroughly washed his lips.
-
When James walks out of the shower, Regulus is sitting on the bench in the locker room, staring quite shamelessly at James' naked body.
James pretends not to notice the way Regulus nearly falls over himself trying to turn his head to look at James when he moves to his locker.
Once dressed, James walks over to Regulus and sits on the floor.
Sitting in places that are meant to be sat on never seemed fun to James.
He takes Regulus' hand and before he can protest, James pulls him towards himself, onto his lap.
"He–" Any protests Regulus has are silenced by James' lips on his.
It's a short kiss, far too short if you ask Regulus.
James pulls back and once again the urge to cry envelopes him, but this time he doesn't really fight it.
As soon as he notices tears in James' eyes he moves his hands from his hips to both of his cheeks to cradle James' face delicately.
"What's wrong, love?'' he asks, worry etched in every furrow between his eyebrows.
James shakes his head. "I can't believe you actually came, I'm still convinced that you're just a figment of my imagination"
"James. Love, listen to me" Regulus says sternly but not unkindly. "I came to this game, i will come to the next, and all the others until the day i die. I would, and will walk through a tornado just to be at your game."
James doesn't know when, but somewhere during that speech he began to cry.
"Eyeliner looks good on you"
Face still in Regulus' hands, he brings up one of his hands to cover Regulus' whilst the other remains at his waist. James presses his lips onto Regulus' and they lose themselves in the kiss.
That is until James uses the hand around Regulus' waist to start to tickle him.
At first, he just squirms around a bit –trying not to break the kiss– but soon, as the tickles get more intense Regulus begins to thrash around and laugh, though with quite a murderous look on his face.
Once Regulus' face is all red and he seems to be out of breath, James decides to display his every-growing mercy and let Regulus go.
They both are lying down, merely a foot between them. James holds Regulus' hand between his and threads their fingers together.
"I hate you with every subatomic part in my body" Regulus says, with a look which seemed so murderous though if you were as obsessed with Regulus' eyes as James was (which is highly unlikely) you'd see just the overwhelming amount of love and adoration in them.
"I'm going to marry you one day." James replies with a simple grin on his face as he brings their hands upwards and presses a kiss on the backside of Regulus'.
°~°~°
Why Regulus was late:
Regulus is on his last nerve.
He has been waiting outside the bathroom door for ages, and if he waits any longer he'll be late for James' game.
Using his lock opening skills from years of breaking Sirius out of closets to give him food, he shoves open the bathroom door.
"Oh for fuck's sake"
There, in front of him stands Evan with his dick inside Barty.
With speed he wasn't aware he possessed, he closes the door.
It seems that he'll need to go somewhere else to shower.
He closes the door and runs to the Gryffindor dorms to use James' shower.
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