Sirius: Regulus won't come out of his room.
James: Just tell him I said something.
Sirius: Like what?
James: Anything factually incorrect.
Regulus: *Walking into the living room later* I'm sorry, did you just say that the sun was a planet-
GIGGLING I LOVE THEM
Regulus: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.
James: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely*
Regulus: That one. I want that one.
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it's 3 in the morning but regulus just called him "Jamie" for the first time
being a tguy is SO crazy bcos gender envy for me is perfectly hand in hand w my thinsp0. like every emo tguy i wanna look like is skin and bones and i want 2 be that so bad
everyone keeps having these moments at the top of the astronomy tower how are none of them bumping into each other
no one confessed their undying love for me today i feel kinda cheated
I love how different Regulus is in everyone's eyes.
To strangers he's a little scary.
To his friends he's a dramatic certified sad boy.
To James he's like an adorable gremlins.
But Sirius knows he's a little shit.
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regulus, who doesn’t like to admit it, but loves pomegranate. it’s his favourite fruit, and he would die for it.
james, who has been following regulus’ name on the map for a few nights now, tracing the footsteps with his finger as he watches the younger boy.
regulus, who makes his way to the astronomy tower, same time tonight as always.
james, who decides to follow.
regulus, who doesn't notice james under his cloak, and instead pulls a pomegranate and a small bowl out from underneath his cloak.
james, who watches regulus carefully and painstakingly spend quarter of an hour pulling out all the seeds and putting them in a bowl, before eating them.
regulus and james, who (unbeknownst to regulus) follow the same routine for the next few nights.
regulus, who goes as usual to the tower, only to be met by a bowl of fresh pomegranate seeds, and looks around, but can’t see anyone.
james, who stays hidden under the cloak, hands stained red, as he watches regulus smile gently and sit down next to the bowl.
regulus, who begins to eat, and can’t help but notice the faint smell of james’ shampoo.
thinking about james guiding regulus through the halls to his classes because he’s reading while walking
“careful here, love. that’s the missing step. cmon, just hop over it a little.”
thinking about regulus trying to focus on his book but getting flustered by james’ arm around him so that he doesn’t smash into a wall
thinking about everyone thinking they’re dating but james is just thinking “okay, just guiding my best friends adorable, pretty, perfect little brother to his classes. no gay panic here, no sir.”