#jegulas

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Jegulus

Breaking and entering

Regulus walks into his small flat after struggling with the lock for at the very least 5 minutes. Instead of sighing like he usually does when he gets home, he freezes.

Fear overtakes him fast. The key stuck in the lock is long forgotten, and he's suddenly aware where his wand is on him.

It's warm. His flat is never warm. It's always ice cold. Not that he ever minded, but the water heater had been broken since he first started renting the flat. The landlord refused to fix it saying it was

“Always like that”

He despised that landlord, however the rent was cheap, so he'd dealt with it. It reminded him of the Slytherin dungeons if anything. During winter they got cold enough to freeze water if left out sitting.

Since he had experience he usually just wore lots and lots of blankets and fuzzy socks.

Yes, fuzzy socks. He'd never tell anyone that.

Regulus heard a creak and hushed whisper. He immediately whipped his wand out and got into a guarded stance. Carefully he set his bag down and slowly started stepping into the flat.

The door quietly closed behind him and he set his bag down to be able to move more fluidly.

Who on earth would break into his flat? Why on earth would someone do that?

This person is reckless. Too reckless. That's dangerous.

He winced when the wood freaked under his feet, but didn't stop moving.

He could see a light coming from his living room. It was a bit rainbow and warm, so he furrowed his eyebrows.

He peaked around the corner and saw a large shadow.

He inhaled quietly and mentally prepared to duel some top wizard. Has Voldemort come back? Was it a follower who wanted revenge? He was foolish for thinking he was safe.

He rolled his shoulders and turned the corner, whipping his wand in the intruder's face, ready to blast them into an inferni.

“WHAT THE FUCK REG”

Regulus immediately froze, noticing who it was and relaxing, before tensing back up.

Of course it was the only person who would have the gall to go into his flat without permission. The one person he wouldn't yell at for doing it.

James. Fucking. Potter.

“Don't use that language on me.”

He shot back coolly as if he wasn't shitting himself a minute ago. He stared up at James, wand still up to his neck.

James slowly grabbed the wand and pulled it away from his face before relaxing.

Immediately his face turned a bit red and his hand shot up to rub the back of his neck. Regulus had noticed it was a nervous tick James did often. It was a clear give away. He had learned it when they first met, and when James had nervously asked him out on a date a few months ago.

“Sirius told me he couldn't visit this year, and my parents went on a trip”

Regulus stared at him before furrowing his eyebrows deeper. His stance relaxed a bit when he realized James wasn't here to ask him for anything, but it was still odd of him to randomly arrive without asking.

James was always pushing his boundaries and stubbornly never cared. It was one thing Regulus loved and hated about him. He could never keep him away.

It meant Regulus had to accept the love he gave him and couldn't argue with it because James was James, and unfortunately he was now his person.

“I figured I'd surprise you by showing up! I'm staying here for Christmas.”

Regulus' eyes widened and heat creeped up his neck. Though he and James had just started dating he didn't expect to be spending the holidays together already.

Them getting together in general has already been unexpected, this is a new step. Not that he was mad. He expected to spend the holidays alone. He spent most alone anyways. Barty and Evan were always off vacationing and Pandora went to the Arctic because apparently it was great for experimenting. Whatever that meant.

“If you'll have me of course.”

James finished his rant, and Regulus realizes he's been zoning out the entire time. He blinks and takes a breath.

“It's fine. You can stay.”

With that James' face breaks out into a huge grin and he grabs Regulus by the arms and pulls him into a suffocating hug.

Regulus melts immediately and pats his back before pushing James back lightly.

That's when Regulus notices the Christmas tree and decorations.

“Did you- did you decorate my flat?”

Regulus began to walk around his flat. He touched the tree carefully. It was real and most definitely expensive, however he'd bring that up later.

There were already presents under the tree and he noticed his name and many others. The wrapping was messy, definitely James, but it was still nice to see.

“Sorry, I went a bit mad with the decorations.”

Regulus just shook his head and turned back to face James. For the first time in a long time he smiled. A genuine smile.

“Thank you, James.”

James’ face immediately split into a huge grin. His cheeks turned pink barely and he rubbed the back of his neck bashfully.

Regulus thinks if he had been one of the seven dwarves, James would have been Bashful. At least right now.

“Always. Merry Christmas, Reg.”

Regulus tilted his head and walked towards James. He gave him a hug, finally relaxing.

James immediately reciprocates and shoves his face into his hair mumbling something about presents and Christmas. Regulus can't hear him. Not now. Now when he's got so much to be grateful.

He never thought he'd be able to say that.

It was only ever him and Sirius.

Maybe this Christmas wouldn't be so bad.

Regulus cut James off by leaving the hug and planting a kiss right on James’ cheek.

He always froze when did that, didn't he? Regulus hadn't even noticed.

He also hadn't noticed he was grinning. Actually grinning.

James did though. He always noticed. He froze and melted.

Both of them had made it.

“Merry Christmas, Jamie.”

Not a Rhetorical Question.

I wish we could all just exist and everyone could just mind their business

I mean you can discuss your different veiw points for sure