#he panicked

“What the fuck are you doing? Get—" The guy is coming back to the door, presumably to throw Regulus out.

“I need you to hide me!” Regulus interrupts him and looks out the peephole.

“Are you okay?” The guy calms down quickly and apparently takes pity on Regulus because he doesn’t throw him out, he actually sounds slightly concerned.

“Yes. I’m fine. I just need to hide for a few minutes, then I’ll leave.” Regulus tells him, scanning the path outside through the peephole.

“Who are you hiding from? Cops? Am I an accomplice?” Now the guy sounds almost excited at the prospect of being an accomplice to a crime. Who is this guy?

“No.” Regulus scoffs.

“Ex?” The guy guesses.

“No.”

“Big, scary guy with an axe?”

“No. Why would that be your next guess?” Regulus asks, irritated.

“I don’t know. You’re not giving me a lot to go on here.”

“Brother.” Regulus says with a deep sigh.

“Ahh… Does he have an axe?”

“No, he does not have an axe.” Regulus says exasperatedly as he turns around. “Look, I just need to… Jesus.” Regulus’ words die on his tongue when he gets his first real look at this guy because he does in fact look like some kind of deity.

“James, actually.” The guy, James, says with a smirk. “And thank you.”

“I… you… for what?” Regulus sputters.

“You’re rather gorgeous as well.” James says, and Regulus’ eyes go wide at the implication.

“I didn’t say…” Regulus honestly isn’t sure what he’s said in the last 20 seconds.

“You saw me, swore under your breath, looked me up and down, and you’re blushing up to your ears. I came to my own conclusion.” James shrugs, effectively mortifying Regulus. “Plus, I know I look good today.” He adds and winks at Regulus.

“And you’re so humble as well. You—"

Regulus is cut off by the sound of the door knob jiggling followed by loud knocking.

“Prongsie!! Your door’s locked! Let me in!”

“Oh, you have got to be kidding me.” Regulus groans.