#jegulus fanfic

[ecstarry]

@jegulus-microfic / football / 768 words / @bellaxisworld i love you

--- here's a little kiss cam brainrot <3

"But I hate football, you know this," Regulus reiterated to a very persistent Remus over the phone.

“I know, but Sirius can’t make it and he doesn’t want the tickets to go to waste. It’s just one game,” Remus remarked with a hint of something that Regulus couldn’t quite place. 

That’s how he ended up at a Saturday sports match, hoping the players were hot; at least he would be entertained that way. He approached his seats and yelled Remus’ name, but someone else turned around: James.

“Reg? Why are you here? I thought I was meeting Siriu-” Regulus interrupted him, only a Potter could manage to insult him as he was greeting him.

“Nice to see you too James, well I thought I was meeting Remus. So you were also not who I expected to see.”

Before James could give a proper response, they both got a notification on their phone. Regulus looked at his screen to read Remus' quick text: Sorry, can’t make it. Have fun.

“I’m going to kill him,” Regulus mumbled. 

“Sirius just canceled on me. I’m guessing you got stood up too?” James asked kindly, but only received a mean glance in response.

In silence, they took their seats. Regulus was beyond pissed. How could Remus do this to him? He thought for a second that they might’ve been set up, but he thought this ruse was a bit dramatic even for Sirius’ standards.

“Do you like football?” James asked, breaking the silence.

“Detest it,” Regulus replied tersely, still too upset to entertain James’ attempt at conversation. When his brother’s best friend asked if he wanted anything to drink, he simply declined in a polite and quick manner.

But when James returned with his favorite treats and a wide smile to his seat, he couldn’t remember what he was upset about. Regulus felt a discreet blush work its way towards his cheeks as James handed him his favorite candy.

“Sirius mentioned you liked this, so I figured that if you were stuck with me and in a place you don’t want to be, you might as well get a sweet treat, no?” James said casually, as if remembering someone’s favorite candy was nothing.

To Regulus, it was such a significant gesture, but he couldn’t help but feel a little pathetic by how such a simple token could make him feel so warm. If he was honest, maybe it had more to do with who was giving him that attention than the piece of candy itself, but that was not the time to process that.

The game continued, and to Regulus's surprise, he found himself having more fun than he had expected. While Remus would have been good company, James was captivating in his own way. Despite not being a fan of football, Regulus made an effort to stay informed about the current games. A fact that he deliberately kept from James as the other man’s eyes lit up explaining everything. He never expected to be so absorbed in James’ words or thoughts or lips or eyes or arms or smile...

 Oh god, when did James Potter become so attractive?

“Regulus?” His name coming out James’ lips took him out his trace.

“Yes?”

"Kiss cam," James said, pointing at the screen in front of them. There they were, the two of them, with a crowd surrounding them, chanting for them to just kiss. Regulus felt as if seconds extended into hours as James's hand gently cupped his chin, his eyes silently asking for permission. An inaudible yes left Regulus's lips as the distance between them evaporated.

His hand instinctively reached for James' shirt, pulling him closer as if their lips touching was still too far a distance to bridge. He allowed himself this moment, the touch of an angel on a broken man. Every crevice of doubt within him was filled with warmth as James kept asking for more with his tongue. James parted slightly, and the absence of his lips made Regulus remember himself. Embarrassed, he started to pull away, but James held him tightly, his hands not leaving Regulus' face.

Regulus bravely opened his eyes to face the regret that was sure to be all over James’ face, but instead he found something else— something sweet and soft, something only honey eyes like James’ could convey. He was still light-headed from James’ touch, he couldn’t make sense of just how long he had been given access to heaven. 

But the reality remained: he had just kissed James Potter, who seemed just as delighted to have kissed Regulus Black.

Maybe football wasn’t that bad.

more microfics here

[wolvesandshine]

“You know now that Regulus isn’t an asshole it’s getting harder to ignore the other thing.”

Lily simply raised an eyebrow. “What other thing?”

James sighed, waving his hand in the air. “You know. The thing we all know but can’t say in front of Sirius.”

As Lily connects the dots, a slow smirk appears on her face. “Is the thing that Regulus Black is good looking?”

James scoffs. “He’s not just good looking. He’s the most gorgeous man I’ve ever laid eyes on - the way his hair falls in perfectly styled curls, his inquisitive eyes hiding so much knowledge -

Lily rolls her eyes. “Okay lover boy. I’m beginning to see why we didn’t work out.”

But James doesn’t stop. He’s on a roll. “I love it when he says my name. Even when he’s annoyed with me - “

“Is that so Potter?”

James jerks up in his seat, hitting his leg on the table in his haste.

He feels himself blush as he meets amused grey eyes. Lily is cackling in the background.

“So.. How much of that did you hear?” James asks, aiming for subtle and missing it by miles.

Regulus smirks. “Enough to know that apparently everyone should find me hot.”

James groans loudly, burying his face in his hands.

“Is there any way you can forget I said that?”

Regulus leans in and smirks - a very dangerous expression on him that James should not find as hot as he does.

“Only if you forget that I think everyone should think you’re hot too.”

And oh -

Well. What Sirius didn’t know couldn’t hurt him.

[xjustakay]

“Well, maybe now I’m sulking because I’ve been with you all day and haven’t been able to kiss you once.” “Oh, is that it?” Regulus hums as he’s pulled closer. “You poor thing.” “You’re mocking me, but I’m actually devastated.”

I was fortunate enough to be able to commission this incredible artwork by @jaioes for chapter 5 of baby, all i wanna do is coast (with you). and I will never be normal again, actually!! All the love in the world to Zar for being so fantastic with this, truly<33

[rweoutofthewoods]

fanfic/fandom ettiquite guide

Okay, I've seen some things recently that make me think there is some need to make a master post of some general fandom and fic ettiquite just because some people may not know and I think there's a huge wave of fanfic becoming more mainstream especially on apps like tiktok.

If you don't like it, don't engage with it!! I think this above all, is the golden rule of fandom. The internet is made for you to be able to mute, hide, and censor things you don't like. DO THAT! don't make a career off of hating things. This goes along with the three laws of fandom, which u should check out FIRST OF ALL.

DON'T GATEKEEP!! If you're posting about a fic, art, ANYTHING link it, credit it! Don't post a tiktok about a fic and then refuse to give the name. Not only are you failing to credit the creators of this content, but you're taking away from the fact that fandom is a COMMUNITY where content is meant for everyone.

Ao3 is an archive. You're going to see things you might not like or even find offensive or uncomfortable. But fanfic is not meant to be censored. Ao3 is made to be unfiltered, people can post anything and everything. Posting fics on other sites simply to shame their content not only brings MORE attention to it, but it's pointless. If you want a website that is censored go to wattpad. And of course, if you don't like it DON'T READ. You can filter your tags and warnings on ao3 so it won't show you that content.

Along those lines LEARN HOW TO USE AO3. There is no algorithm, it is not tiktok. You don't need to censor words in your tags. Your fics are not magically getting pushed out to people. Make sure you're using "person 1/person 2" for romantic relationships and "person 1 & person 2" for non-romantic relationships. Make sure things like non-con and underage are tagged under the warnings. AND AS A READER, know how to filter ships and tags to find the content you want. You can filter by kudos, certain tags, exclude certain relationships or characters etc. USE IT.

Do not create placeholder fics or other "non fics" on ao3. This is against their terms of service. You can (and probably will) be reported, this annoys people endlessly. We don't want to find a fic and open it to see "I haven't written this yet, sorry!" JUST SAVE A DRAFT OR DO IT IN A DOCUMENT? this seems like way to rack up hits, and it comes across as disingenuous, I don't see a real valid reason to make placeholders.

HOW TO WRITE AN ACCEPTABLE COMMENT: long is not important. A simple "loved this!" will make an author happy. DO NOT say any variation of "update pls?" regardless of how nice you think it is. Authors update when they can.I'm not the only author I've seen unhappy with this. JUST WAIT, either it will be updated or it won't, and either way you will live. If you have nothing nice to say about a fic?? MOVE ON. Don't leave a hate comment.

Do not rate or publicly shit on fanfic! A lot of authors know many people, and the chances of that author seeing whatever you're saying about their work is very high. If you don't like it, click off and read something else. If it's still living rent-free in your mind, that sounds like fan behavior to me. And there is no standard fics are supposed to meet, don't rate them.

Don't cross-post fics. Don't put fics on other sites, don't put translation on other sites. DON'T DO ANYTHING with a fic without checking with the author first. On that note, also don't post fics on GoodReads etc. unless an author explicitly says it's okay.

IF YOU DO NOT MARK YOUR BOOKMARKS AS PRIVATE AUTHORS CAN SEE THEM!! If you're going to say anything that isn't positive, you better mark that as private or better yet, move on. Don't say anything on a public bookmark you wouldn't want the author to read.

YOU CANNOT PROFIT OFF OF FANFIC, don't sell bound fics! Don't bind fics if the intention is to sell them. You're potentially creating a lawsuit for the authors of these fics and putting the existence of fanfic in danger. I've seen multiple authors debating taking fics down because of binding issues, just don't do it. AND IF YOU'RE BUYING BOUND FICS YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM. it's selfish and I wish bad karma upon you.

You wouldn't think I'd have to say this but don't plagiarize or use AI to create fics/art etc. firstly making ai write something IS a form of plagiarism. bUT ALSO just write your own content. If you can't, then writing fics etc. is just not for you. No shame about it!

DON'T ASK AUTHORS TO BETA FOR YOU!! You wouldn't believe how many people have asked me to beta their fics for them, I AM NOT A BETA. I HAVE a beta because my proofreading skills are shit. If someone wants to beta they will offer, or go find a blog or somewhere where people are looking to beta. Like @needabeta You can even make a post asking around for a beta, but don't go bug your favorite authors to proofread your fics.

Really just don't harass authors. Of course, don't be afraid to send nice dms, asks, or comments if their inbox is open, but don't spam them especially if they don't reply. Respect boundaries! Don't send nasty anons, everyone knows this is a sign of jealousy and obsession. You're only succeeding in making yourself look bad. Ask yourself why is this author living rent-free in your mind, hm??

If you don't like a ship, stay away from the content geared towards that ship. There's no reason for you to be in people's inbox harassing them over a ship. It's never that deep. If you truly hate it so much, go consume the content for ships you DO like.

Stay grounded. This goes to both fic authors and readers alike. Hits and popularity are not the mark of a good fic. Getting a lot of hits doesn't mean it's good and NOT getting many doesn't mean it's bad. I'm tired of seeing tiktoks asking "so what's the next big fic?" WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE A "BIG FIC"? go look through the ao3 tag and find something you like to read, it doesn't have to be what everyone else is reading.

Headcanons are not law. People can think whatever they want about the characters. If you disagree with someone's hc, just move on... and just because a headcanon is popular, doesn't mean everyone has to abide by it. Be creative!

Don't treat artists and authors like celebs! We're all in this together! We're all losers who like the same characters and ships. Of course, compliment and be kind to all creators because we put a lot of time and effort into creating fan content for you all, but don't worship anyone. Don't treat them weirdly or make a post like "omg x followed me!" that's a bit weird. If you want to be excited, dm your friends and giggle together, but acting like authors and artists etc. are celebs only creates the room for people to stop seeing them as normal people and start acting rude or entitled. And many people are uncomfortable with it!!

TLDR; stop creating so much negativity in fandom spaces. At least in MY fandom it's just constantly shitting on ships, fics, art. It's hate anons, antis, and constant fighting about every headcanon. I'M TIRED OF IT! Learn to filter out content you don't want to see, and move on with your life instead of spreading more negativity.

If you have anything you think I should add shoot me a comment or an ask and I will add it! I'm sure I didn't get everything :) this mostly applies to my own experience being in the hp/marauders fandom for a good 10+ years, and I'm sure it varies slightly from fandom to fandom.

[c0nsumemy5oul]

"Alright, Black?"

I saw some people doing this so I thought I'd try my luck.

Jegulus minific, 687 words, rated G.

Almost everyone at Hogwarts was aware of the fact that James Potter fancied Regulus Black. At least a little. 

In the same way everyone was aware he used to fancy Lily Evans. By serenading her whenever they passed each other by. 

But also everyone knew that he stopped fancying Evans a long time ago. 

Yet, not many know about Lily’s girlfriend. (She’s happy with Mary now, Regulus hears.) 

What caused Potter’s focus to shift to him, Regulus isn’t sure. He’s not exactly opposed to the attention but it’s certainly hard to adapt to. 

Not to say that he hadn’t adapted to it. James had flirted with him and called him out, seeking his attention enough times by now, for Regulus to sense when Potter walked into the room. 

Regulus was sitting with Lupin in the library, both were reading silently and enjoying each other’s company until Evans walked in confidently. 

“Remus!” Lupin’s head snapped up from his book. “Prefect meeting in five minutes!” She whisper-shouted, “Did you forget?” 

He looked down at his watch, “Oh, I didn’t notice the time…” He started packing his things to follow Evans out before she stopped him. 

“Don’t worry, it’s been cancelled,” She grinned, “Just wanted to give you a scare.” 

Lupin rolled his eyes and pushed a laughing Evans back. 

And then Regulus felt it. 

James Potter. 

Sure enough, the rest of the Marauders appeared from behind a bookshelf, calling out to Remus. 

“Moony!” Sirius called, “Up for some mischief?” 

Lupin grinned back at him. 

“Nothing too bad,” Peter tried to reassure the other Prefect among them. 

Lily rolled her eyes. 

Regulus was wondering if it was gonna come when— 

“Alright, Black?” 

There it was! 

Regulus hummed something in Potter’s general direction (who was messing up his hair and grinning at him) as they took Lupin with them and left. 

He went back to reading, thinking he’ll get some peace and quiet but instead felt watched. 

Evans was still there. She seemed like she was trying to say something, but was struggling to find the right words. 

Regulus went back to his book, waiting. 

Eventually, she blurted out, “Remember how James used to flirt with me like that?” 

I beg your fucking pardon? He wanted to say, but he raised a brow instead. 

“I just mean,” Lily backtracked quickly, “If you want him to stop or at least to get a different reaction out of him, just flirt back.” 

At Regulus’s scepticism, she continued. 

“Trust me, he’ll be so flustered he won’t know what to say.” 

And so Regulus considered it. 

The opportunity presented itself at dinner. 

Regulus stood in the doorway to the Great Hall, talking about practice with the Slytherin Quidditch captain when James and his gang passed by. 

“Alright, Black?” James grinned at him, walking by. 

Sirius rolled his eyes like usual, Remus snorted as usual, even Peter ignored them as usual but Regulus replied for once. 

“Alright, Potter.” His head was downcast but his eyes looked up mischievously. He knew exactly what he was doing. 

James stopped walking. He completely froze. Sirius bumped into his back. 

“Mate,” He said, a little annoyed, but James wouldn’t move. 

He stared at Regulus, clearly not expecting a response. His mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. He let out a nervous chuckle. His entire head, down to his neck, was a dark red. 

“I’m…” James laughed, flustered. 

Sirius, now completely done with his friend, pushed him forward, moving them along towards the Gryffindor table, murmuring something like “Come on!” 

The rest of the Marauders followed them, sneaking glances at Regulus as they passed. 

James was still frozen, his legs moving aimlessly wherever Sirius pushed him. 

He seemed to be in a trance. 

“Sorry, what were you saying?” Regulus turned back to his captain, not understanding a word that was said and just nodding until the boy left him alone. 

The rest of the meal was spent with James grinning while trying to catch Regulus’s eye and Regulus hiding a grin of his own, trying his hardest not to think of how cute James Potter looks when flustered.

I wrote this in a few minutes so don't judge if it's bad. Hope you liked it! :D

[cr-amber]

for the @jegulus-microfic prompt: intent.

“Potter,” Regulus calls down the empty hall.

“Fuck off, Regulus,” James says back without turning around.  He doesn’t even sound angry, just tired.

“James,” Regulus tries again, hoping his voice sounds softer in the hall than it does ringing in his own ears.

James turns around.

“You were right,” Regulus starts.  It’s easier than I was wrong.  “It wasn’t my intention-” he cuts himself off.  It doesn’t matter what he intended.  He knows exactly how ignoring James in front of everyone came off.  He tries again.  “I shouldn’t have- I’m sorry.  It doesn’t matter.  I don’t care who knows.”

James scoffs, but it doesn’t hide the hope in his eyes.  “Prove it,” he says.

“Kiss me?” Regulus asks, daring to take a few steps closer.

“Right here in the corridor?  Anyone could-”

“See us?  That’s the idea.  Dinner’s nearly over too.  Should be a good audience.”  Regulus says it lightly, as if a steady voice can disguise the fact that he’s nearly vibrating out of his skin.

It works, though.  James grins at him, a small thing at first that steadily grows until it lights up his whole face.  “You really mean it,” he says, and it’s not a question.

“I really, really do,” Regulus answers anyway, closing the remaining space between them.  When he’s close enough, he grabs James’ collar and pulls him in.  James is putty in his hands, bending to meet him with lips that were made to fit against his own.

Regulus doesn’t know how long they’ve been kissing.  He doesn’t care.  He’s intent on never doing anything else.  That is, until he hears Sirius’ voice from the far end of the corridor.

“Prongs, what the fuck?”

281 words!

[whydousernamesevenexist]

@jegulus-microfic 23th April - Resist

Word count: 284

(AU: no Voldemort, housemates)

James is often described as an open book. Caring, sweet, happy, cheerful, impulsive. There's just one chapter of him, that he's ripped out and tucked carefully into the covers, so nobody would know.

James is not known well for resisting temptations. When they were at school, he never passed on an opportunity to prank someone, he never resisted the desire to go out and have fun with his friends. He never held in the words of love for his friends.

But there's one thing he resists, one thing that is written in that one secret chapter - Regulus. James is hopelessly in love with his best friend's brother and now housemate, and he's resisting the urge to hug him, to kiss him, to hold him, and to whisper sweet words into his ear.

It's hard to resist, when Regulus is so cute. It's hard to resist, when he has just warmed up to James, and started acting comfortable. When he lays on James's legs on the sofa in their living room and reads. When he sits on the kitchen counter and watches James cook.

What is the hardest to resist is when both he and Regulus can't sleep at night, and they meet in the kitchen, drink tea, and have whispered conversations.

But James is a strong man. He smiles at Regulus, he lets Regulus do what he wants, and he keeps his desires hidden.

Until he doesn't.

Until he finds Regulus silently crying in the kitchen one of those nights.

Until Regulus sobs into his arms, mumbling something about James not liking him.

That is when James finally stops resisting, hugs Regulus tightly, and whispers a declaration of his love into Regulus's ear.

[leftwiththeriverr]

[bellaxisworld]

february 18, @jegulus-microfic prompt: pet. word count: 764

Regulus wants the record to show that he was trying his damn hardest to focus, he really was, but James Potter simply made it impossible. Regulus did not possibly have it in his faculties to focus on whatever passage they were going over when James leaned up against the stone wall with such a classy look about him, pressed shirt and clean lines and polished shoes. He looked competent, and edible, and Regulus was just admiring instead of paying attention. His brown curls had a golden highlight in them and they were messy but styled, swooping across his forehead and Regulus wanted to touch, touch, touch—

“Can I touch your hair?” slipped out of his mouth before he could stop it and he wanted to disappear. Regulus thought he might decompose at a rapid rate and crumble away into dust at this very moment, going, going, gone. He was a goner. 

James had been flirting with Regulus for a couple weeks during their study sessions, and Regulus was losing his patience. 

“My hair?” James looked up, amused. His eyebrows were lifted and he had a crooked and lovely smile on his lips. He leaned the slightest fraction towards Regulus, and Regulus felt his heart rate skyrocket. 

“Mhmm,” Regulus hummed, feeling dumb with the eager want that coursed through him from James’ proximity. James was close, so close Regulus could smell him, and he was weak. 

James smiled fully, dropping the book onto a chair and getting closer, hand set against the stone beside Regulus’ head. James had half-caged Regulus in, and he towered over him. Regulus was barely breathing. 

“You want to pet me?” James whispered. 

Regulus blushed furiously and spluttered, “Your—your hair—”

James shrugged. “Same thing. You want to pet my hair?” 

His eyes were big and brown and welcoming as he looked down at Regulus. Regulus found himself nodding despite himself. 

“Go ahead, sweetheart. You can pet my hair,” James said, sweet words dripping like honey all over Regulus. 

Regulus tentatively reached up to drag his fingers through James’ hair, and he was slightly awed, feeling the soft locks on his fingertips. He pushed further and scratched lightly at James’ scalp, and James let his eyes fall shut, leaning into the feeling. Regulus lifted his other hand to his hair and pulled lightly, and James opened his eyes, watching Regulus closely. 

“James,” Regulus breathed. Their breaths mingled in the space between, faces close. 

“Regulus,” James murmured, and the sound of his name on James’ lips sent a shock through him.

"Kiss me, kiss me please—” James pulled him in by his waist and caught him in a fierce kiss, mouths claiming and desperate. He felt like he was being devoured and eaten and torn apart by James Potter, and he was putty in his hands. He let James lead and take and give, and he ate up every bit of James that he was granted. James lightly pushed him up against the wall and he made a noise of surprise into his mouth that James swallowed up, mouth taking and taking and taking. 

James broke off from his lips to press kisses to his cheek, across his jaw, down his neck. Regulus was seeing stars, loose and relaxed in James’ arms, never feeling more free than when James was in control. 

“Reg, fuck—you’re so pretty, love, I’ve wanted to kiss your pretty face for weeks,” James mumbled as he trailed kisses down his neck. 

Regulus was smiling up at the ceiling, documenting every moment of heaven he was experiencing. Kissing like this was a form of worship and he was at the disposal of a sacred man. 

“I’ve wanted you, James—god—the whole time,” he admitted, hands scrabbling to feel every part of James he could reach. 

James chuckled. “I know, love. You blush real pretty when I catch you looking.”

Regulus made an embarrassed noise that broke off into a moan when James returned to his lips, holding him and pressing close. 

They kissed and kissed and kissed, and Regulus realized he could never grow tired of this between them. He would bow and worship and kiss James for an eternity. 

They broke apart for breath, and Regulus said, “maybe we should find other study partners if all we’re going to do is kiss.” 

James smiled and pecked his cheek. “But that’s the best part of studying.” 

James wasn’t wrong. Regulus nodded, he couldn’t fight that logic, and pulled James back in for more.

They did eventually find other study partners, but they didn’t stop finding new and more ways to kiss. 

part of a collection of microfics on ao3(18/29): february, i'm yours

[not-rab]

part ten of Music and Memories, a Marauders band AU

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part nine | part eleven

[wolvesandshine]

James: I’m bisexual

Remus(who has caught James with Regulus multiple times): Wow who would have thought?

Peter (who had to tell James he was pining for Regulus): Right I definitely didn’t know what a surprise

Sirius(who had been living in denial): Fuck you Prongs you had one job

[xjustakay]

✨ put us on ice by xjustakay ✨

“When you think about it, the rink is kind of like our circus.”

in celebration of finally wrapping up put us on ice, i was very lucky to be able to commission the loveliest @cuckooboo to do this incredible cover art piece!! truly the biggest of thank you's to cuckooboo for doing such an amazing job with this art, and all of my love and appreciation to each of you who have shown so much love to this story! it's been so very, very special to me<33

[thebisexualwreckoning]

@jegulus-microfic | day 7 - regret | word count - 221

"James Potter, if you touch me I swear you will regret it!"

James smiles, all pretty and innocent, as if he isn't the devil incarnate. Regulus takes a step back and feels the backs of his knees hit the sofa. Fear grips his body and he raises his arms to protect himself against the coming onslaught.

It's too late though, and all he can do is squeal as James' cake smeared hands grip his face. There's chocolate everywhere, from his chin to his bloody curls. He hears the click of Barty's camera somewhere in the background, knows that this moment has been immortalised forever, but the only thing he can pay attention to is the way James is looking at him. Like he's something precious.

"Happy birthday Love," James says, voice soft and adoring and just for them.

Later, when the party's over and Regulus has scrubbed his face raw trying to get the cake off, the two of them lay in bed together. James is nearly asleep, head resting on top of Regulus' stomach as he runs his fingers through his hair.

"Hey James," he whispers, fingers stilling where they are. "You know I love you right?" James only hums in response, too tired to form the proper words.

"Good. Because if you ever pull something like that again I will be divorcing you."

[ecstarry]

"First Night" a microfic for my best friend who wanted them to have their meet cute at the airport 🤍✨

"I’m sorry, that was the last flight of the night, sir," the airline attendant said apologetically.

Regulus knew there was nothing the woman standing in front of him could do to help him, but that didn't stop his frustration from washing over his face. He lazily walked over to the only available seat, picked up his legs, and rested his head on his knees.

The weight of his emotions was too heavy for his eyes to stay open.

When he woke up, his face was no longer resting on his body but on a stranger's shoulder. Regulus’ heart was about to leap out of his chest as he realized what happened. As his eyes began to adjust, he finally focused on the man he had been all over just moments ago.

Fuck.

He didn’t know what would’ve been worse: to wake up and find he had spent a night with someone he found… not attractive? Or waking up to the realization that he had drooled for hours on the most handsome man he had ever seen.

“I think introductions are in order,” his voice, oh god. “You know since we spent the night together and all that. I’m James.”

James smiled, and it was as if the sun was shining just for him.

“I’m Regulus.”

all of my microfics with your prompts are here

[cr-amber]

for the @jegulus-microfic prompt: domestic

“Prongs, we’re heading out,” Sirius calls as he steps into his boots.  “You sure you don’t wanna come?”

“Nah, Reggie’s coming over later.  I’m already working on dinner,” James replies.

Sirius rolls his eyes, but he can’t hide his fond grin.  “So domestic, no wonder he likes you.”

“I just like taking care of him,” James says with a shrug.

Sirius nods, expression much more solemn.  “I like that you take care of him too.”

75 words!