#jegulus coded

It was obvious because Regulus would go from quiet to rambling on about everything and nothing and James would go from constant chatter to absolute silence just listening to him and nodding along with so much enthusiasm. It was obvious because James made Regulus smile over the smallest things and Regulus would make James fidgety. It was obvious because James hated coffee but pretended to like it just so he could drink coffee in silence with Regulus in the early mornings. It was obvious because Regulus hated physical touch unless he was the one to initiate but he blushed every time James would accidentally brush up against him, or purposely grab his hand for whatever reason, or cuddle next to him during movie nights. It was so obvious.

Regulus: well, you could always eat me

James: Reggieee

James: Reggie, what are you doing?? :)

James: Reggie why aren't you answering??

Regulus: Can't find my phone, maybe I'll text you when I find it.

James: Oh,ok , don't worry love

*3 hours later*

James: did you find it yet?

Regulus: no.

"Can I..?" James had felt inadequate the moment he'd said those two words.

He'd felt wrong, he'd felt like he was forcing his hand too much. And he didn't want to force anything, especially with his Regulus. Because James knew how many times Regulus had felt forced, and he didn't want to add even one to the count. However, when Regulus' shirt had slipped off his body during one of their secret dates, revealing his arms covered in thick red and white cuts, James had to ask. He couldn't act like it was nothing, cause it wasn't.

And now, now that he'd asked, now that he was still holding his hand in mid-air to touch his boyfriend's violated wrists, James felt disgusted for not having helped him sooner, for not having noticed.

The cuts were many. Thick, he could barely see the pristine skin underneath. Some were old, healed for months now, others were new, James could tell by the fiery red color that made them look like burning flames.

After some moments Regulus had nodded very slowly, and James, almost as if he didn't want to make too much noise, had held his breath as he ran his light fingers over Regulus' pale skin.

James had caressed those cuts, had touched them softly and treated them with care. And when he had looked up, his eyes had met the other's grey ones, who could barely hold back his tears.

"It's okay, my starlight.." James had whispered softly, continuing to caress the other and pulling him closer "I love you, you know that, right?"

At that point Reg couldn't take it anymore, so he had just cried. He had cried like a little kid, sobbing, and he had thrown himself against his boyfriend's arms, and James had held him tight.

"I hate you." Regulus had muttered amidst that river of tears "I really do, i swear Potter. You're too perfect, it gets on my nerves."

And James had laughed, with that laugh of his so similar to the rays of the sun, and Regulus had smiled amidst the tears, because the sunlight had always been his favorite.

tbh i don't know what this is i just felt like writing ig