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july 18: fake | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 278
“You’re not real. You can’t be,” he whispered as the man he loved stroked the side of his face.
“I’m here, I’m here and I’m real and I love you so much, darling.”
Regulus screwed his eyes shut before the tears could fall. “No. You’re fake. It’s fake, it’s fake, it’s f—“
“I’m here, you can feel me, I’m real, it’s not fake, please, Regulus, just look at me,” the other man pleaded quietly, thumbs swiping gently at tears on Regulus’ cheeks.
Regulus opened his eyes and stared at him through the haziness of tears.
And there he was. James. With his tanned skin and dark curls. Eyes so focused on Regulus that one might have thought that he was the only thing James had ever seen in his life.
Regulus clutched at James’ arms, straining to find a way to get closer. To see he’s really here.
“It’s just me, love. Please, breathe. You’ve known me for 9 years, we’ve been dating for 5 months,” James reassured him. “None of this is fake.”
“It has to be!” Regulus burst out with a heaving sob. “I’m not lucky enough to actually have you in my life. I-It can’t be real. I’m not that lucky!”
“Reg…”
Regulus wrenched out another sob and crumpled into James’ chest.
“You’re too good for me… I don’t— I can’t deserve this… Please… Don’t leave me, Jamie…”
“I’ll never leave you, darling. You deserve the world, please don’t ever tell yourself otherwise.”
Regulus felt a kiss on the top of his head as he sobbed, curling into James’ embrace.
“I love you, Regulus. I’m here.”
“I love you too, Jamie. Thank you for staying.”
july 19: island | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 135
“James!”
“I’m serious, Reg!”
“We are not going hiking for our honeymoon! I don’t understand how you find that relaxing!”
“Well, what did you have in mind then, love?” James asked Regulus, giving him a peck on the cheek.
“I was thinking an island. With pretty sunsets and water so clear you can see everything,” Regulus murmured as James swayed slowly with him. “We can go to the beach, relax, and maybe have a little fun there…” Regulus’ fingers played with James’ hair.
James hummed. That did sound way better than hiking.
“And we can get a room right in front of the beach so we’ll have a view,” Regulus added quietly.
James pressed his smile into Regulus’ cheek and whispered, “You’re the only the view I need, love.”
“James.”
“An island sounds wonderful, Reg.”
july 20: response | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 242
Regulus walked out of the coffee shop with not only a coffee, but a handsome bloke's phone number and a small smile quirking his lips up.
The barista— named James— had taken the initiative to write his number on Regulus’ cup and to add a note that read:
Text me later if you wanna go out.
-James
p.s. My shift ends at 5pm ;)
When Regulus arrived back at his flat, he sat at his desk and merely stared at his coffee cup.
What if the number was fake?
What if James was teasing him?
What if—
Regulus shook his head to shake his ‘what ifs’ into the back of his mind. Without thinking he grabbed his phone, punched in James’ number, and sent the first message:
Hey, it’s Regulus from the coffee shop.
Regulus internally screamed for the whole five minutes where there wasn’t a response, until:
Hey! This is James but you knew that already :D
Regulus typed and re-typed his reply 5 times before he settled on:
So, what did you have in mind?
For what?
You said you wanted to take me out somewhere?
OH. LOL rightttt xD
So..?
My shift ends at 5 so I can swing round yours and maybe we can have dinner at this restaurant near my flat?
That sounds great
See ya then gorgeous ;D
Regulus turned off his phone and threw it.
He had a date to get ready for.
Oh god.
july 21: core | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 280
“Reg, come on!”
“James, I said no.” Regulus snapped back at James, who was persistently following him through corridors.
“Reg, please!”
Regulus whipped around and James skidded to a halt in front of him. “James.”
James, the idiot that he was, grinned stupidly down at Regulus. “Reggie.”
“I said no.”
“Oh, come on, please, just one date!” James pleaded, eyebrows furrowed together and hands clasped together. Regulus imagined James in that same position but on his knees in front of him. He shook the thought away quickly though with a shiver.
Regulus raised an eyebrow at him.
“Reg, just one date so I can show you what an amazing boyfriend I would be!”
He merely stared back at James.
James pursed his lips before blurting out, “Come on, we’re meant to be, Reg, I can feel it in my core! Deep, deep down I can feel it!”
Regulus looked over James. He looked kind of adorable like that, with his eyes blazing, brows furrowed, and chest slightly heaving. “I think you’re being a tad dramatic,” Regulus scoffed, rolling his eyes.
James put his hand on his chest in mock surprise. “Dramatic is my middle name, Regulus, what can I say?”
Regulus looked James up and down again before turning away from James and gritting out, “You know what? Fine. I’ll… go on a date with you.”
He heard James gasp and before James could start screaming, he cut in with, “But, don’t get all dramatic about it, yeah?” Regulus turned to face James again. “I want this to be just ours, not the whole school’s,” he murmured, “can you do that?”
James’ face softened. “Of course, anything for you, love.”
"with every breath"
word count: 279
“When we’re older, we should get married,” Regulus had whispered softly.
“Yeah?”James looked at his boyfriend, who had been hugging his chest as they lay in bed together.
“Yeah.”
James pressed a gentle, lingering kiss to Regulus’ head. “What kind of flowers should we have?” He asked quietly.
“Roses,” the younger boy answered. “But, only red ones, those are my favorite.”
“Anything you want, love, it’ll be yours.”
“You promise?”
“With every breath from my lungs, every kiss from my lips, and every touch from my hands, I’ll love you forever and anything you ever want, I’ll make sure it’s yours.”
“Ugh, James! Quit being such a sap!” Regulus chuckled affectionately.
—
James smiled at the memory as tears rolled down his cheeks slowly.
He knelt down to the ground and placed the roses he brought with him down next to him.
James stared at the grave and the ache in his chest was all he could feel. He heaved in a shaky breath and felt a pang.
He didn’t bother with trying to stop his tears from falling as he retrieved the old flowers and replaced them with the new ones.
James closed his eyes and repeated the same speech he gave every time he went to see Regulus.
“With every breath from my lungs, every tear from my eyes, and every rose from my garden, I’ll miss you until the day I leave to join you. But until then, I’ll love you now as fiercely as I did then. And every day from the year will be a reminder of a day we spent together.”
With that James left Regulus’ grave.
Today would have been their anniversary.
July 22: intelligence | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 185
“Delete that picture, I look disgusting!” Regulus exclaimed when he saw James’ wallpaper on his phone.
James gasped. “I think you look beautiful in that one!” James snatched his phone away from his husband to look at the picture in question.
Regulus glared daggers at him. “James, my hair is all over the place in that picture, and you’re showing it off to the world!” He shoved James’ shoulder lightly.
“But your smile is so cute in that picture,” James cooed, poking Regulus’ cheek teasingly.
“You’ve got the same intelligence as a rock if you think that picture makes me look cute in any way,” Regulus muttered, stealing James’ phone back and unlocking it. He waved the phone. “I’m changing it.”
James laid his head in Regulus’ lap as he searched for a picture he deemed acceptable.
After 5 minutes Regulus turned the phone to James. On the screen was one of the photos from their wedding. In the picture, James was hugging Regulus’ waist and kissing his cheek while Regulus had a big, beautiful smile on his face.
James grinned. “That one’s perfect, love.”
July 23: attitude | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 178
“Moony, he rejected me again!”
“That’s a shame.”
James spun around in his chair to pout at Remus. “I’m serious, I think I might be single forever!” James sputtered.
Remus looked up from his book and raised an eyebrow at James. “With that attitude, I agree.” He hummed and returned to his book, absentmindedly continuing the conversation with, “Just keep trying, yeah?”
James sighed, leaning back. “Yeah, okay.” James thought on that for a minute before bursting out, “Wait, you agree I’ll be single forever?”
Remus glared up at James from his book.
“You’re his friend, Moony, what do you think I should do?” James pleaded, giving Remus puppy dog eyes.
His friend closed his book. “Regulus is quiet and isn’t fond of excess attention so I suggest you stop declaring your love in the Great Hall,” Remus told James with a smirk.
“So, I can still declare my love, I just have to do it quietly?” James asked, waggling his eyebrows at Remus.
Remus rolled his eyes and picked his book back up. “You do you, Prongs.”
July 24: dealer | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 595
Game nights were James’ favorite.
Every Saturday evening, James would host a small game night at his flat with all of his friends. They’d have a few drinks, maybe order in some food, and play card games for hours. James looked forward to it every week.
But this Saturday was going to be extra special.
Sirius, James’ best friend, was bringing his little brother, Regulus, with him to James’ game night. James had never met Regulus and was thrilled to finally meet Sirius’ brother.
Sirius had told James that sometimes Regulus was fairly mean and not to expect much out of him. James mulled over that and thought about a million exchanges that might go down between him and Regulus that Saturday.
However, James hadn’t foreseen that Sirius’ brother would be the most beautiful man he’d ever seen.
Regulus was the first person to arrive and he came alone.
When James opened the door his jaw dropped just slightly at the sight of the man in front of him. “Um, hi,” James stammered, “I’m James.” He held out a hand for Regulus to shake.
“I’m Regulus. Sirius’ brother. I’m sure he’s said something about me,” the other man responded in a cool voice, taking James’ hand.
He dropped his hand from the shake and led Regulus inside. “You’re the first to arrive, so it’ll be a bit boring before other people show up with the drinks and cards,” James explained, showing Regulus to his living room and gesturing him to sit on the couch with him.
Regulus nodded and sat down next to James leaving a small gap between them.
They sat like that, in awkward silence, for a few minutes before James couldn’t bear it anymore and asked, “Um, Sirius said you’re still finishing up in uni?”
Regulus nodded again and turned his piercing grey eyes on James. “Yeah, I’m about done with my last year.”
James muttered something that sounded vaguely like “That’s cool” before blurting again with, “So have you ever played cards before?”
Regulus raised an eyebrow at him. “I wasn’t raised under a rock, of course I’ve played before. What are we playing?” Regulus assured James.
James grinned and answered, “Blackjack.”
The other man’s cheeks went pink, which James found insanely adorable. “Oh.” Regulus looked sheepish all of a sudden. “I’ve actually… never played blackjack before. Our family only ever played poker.”
“Oh,” James said a quick prayer in his head before risking putting his arm around Regulus’ shoulders. “I can teach you the basics right now, if you’d like!” He grinned at the man.
Regulus rolled his eyes good-naturedly and huffed, “I guess.”
“Great!” James exclaimed. “So, in blackjack all the players are trying to get closer to 21 than the dealer, but they can’t hold over 21. If you go over, you bust and get nothing. Each hand is played separate and the end goal is to have a higher hand value than the dealer.”
Regulus’ brows furrowed while he took in the information. When James finished his explanation, Regulus remained quiet.
“So, did you understand any of that?” James asked with an airy chuckle.
The corners of Regulus’ lips tipped up in a small smile that lit up his eyes. “Er, no,” he confessed, laughing a little too.
James waved his hand, dismissing the problem. “Lily’ll explain it better anyway.”
James and Regulus made eye contact and burst out laughing together.
“PRONGS?”
Their heads snapped to the living room entrance where Sirius stood, bewildered expression on his face and a pack of 6 drinks in his hand.
"always never"
word count: 96
“Let me take you out for coffee.”
“No.”
“We can see a film?”
“No.”
“Stargazing?”
“Promising, but still no.”
James groaned. This was probably the millionth time Regulus had turned him down.
“Just let me take you on a date, Reg,” James pleaded. “I’d always be good to you.”
He scanned the face of the younger boy who scoffed, “I’ll never go out with you, Potter.”
“I don’t believe in never,” James said simply, lips curling up.
“I don’t believe in always,” Regulus countered.
“Well, opposites attract.”
“Never.” He raised an eyebrow.
“Always,” James finished, smirking.
july 25: bundle | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 227
Regulus groaned and buried his face in his boyfriend’s shoulder at the sound of a blaring alarm going off.
“Jamessss,” Regulus grumbled. “Turn it off.”
James stirred awake at the sound of his daily alarm and blinked the sleep out of his eyes. He glanced down, saw Regulus, and scrambled to quickly turn off the alarm on his phone.
Shitfuckshitttttt.
In his mind, James panicked. This was the first time Regulus had stayed over and of course James had forgotten to turn his dumb alarm off. James always woke up early. Clearly Regulus did not.
“I’m sorry, love,” James whispered to him. He stroked the side of Regulus’ face gently.
The other man merely grumbled again and hugged James tighter.
Regulus slept for another hour until James couldn’t stand doing nothing anymore. James shook his shoulder softly, trying to wake up Regulus.
He stirred and lifted his dreary, sleep-heavy eyes to look up at James.
James grinned down at him and kissed his forehead softly. “Good morning,” he said as he peppered little tiny kisses on Regulus’ jaw.
Regulus squirmed and mumbled, “S’too early.” He furrowed his eyebrows and tried to shove James but ended up just flopping on top of him.
James chuckled quietly and poked Regulus’ cheek. “You’re quite the bundle of energy in the mornings, aren’t you, love?”
His boyfriend rolled his eyes. “Quite.”
July 27: pressure | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 275
“Reg, watching the mailbox through the window isn’t going to make the mail come any faster,” James laughed as he gently pried his boyfriend away from the window overlooking their tiny front lawn.
“Jamie, the letter could arrive any day now,” Regulus protested as James pulled him away, lips turned down.
James led him to the kitchen of their flat. He pulled two mugs from the cupboard as Regulus retrieved two tea bags.
As James had finished boiling the water in the kettle, Regulus burst out, “The mail! James, it’s here!” His boyfriend took off running to their mailbox. “Come on!”
James quickly set the kettle aside and ran after Regulus. When he reached the front door, Regulus was already sprinting back to James clutching a thick envelope.
“It came!” He exclaimed. Regulus’ face was etched with nervousness as he used his thumb to tear open the envelope. Regulus snatched the letter out and scanned it eagerly. His eyes widened and he looked right up at James. “Baby, I got in!” Regulus cried jumping into James’ arms. “I got into that law program at Oxford!”
James exhaled as soon as the words left his boyfriend’s mouth and he felt an invisible pressure get lifted from his shoulders. James caught him and spun them in a circle. He set Regulus down and grabbed his face. He kissed Regulus and drew away to look in his eyes. “I’m so proud of you, love.”
Regulus’ face was glowing with happiness as he grinned from ear to ear. “I did it,” he mumbled, tears filling his eyes.
“You did it,” James murmured, stroking a stray tear from Regulus’ cheek.
July 29: ignore | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 342
—
Thanksgiving 1977
“Reg, love, you can’t keep ignoring me,” James pleaded with his boyfriend, who was pointedly looking anywhere but in his direction. He stood on the opposite side of the empty classroom they were in with his arms adamantly crossed.
Regulus stayed silent, merely raising an eyebrow, giving James the go-ahead to speak.
“Regulus…” James took a step closer to him, tucking a loose curl behind his ear, “I don’t want you to stay in that house. Please. My parents have already said they’d be more than happy to have you stay at ours. And Sirius wants you to escape before…”
“Before they inevitably force me to take the Mark.” Regulus snapped his head to glare at James as he talked. His eyes swirled with a thousand emotions that James couldn’t really put names to. “I know, James.”
James pulled him closer to hug him. Regulus turned away from him but didn’t pull away from the embrace.
“I-I know they’re awful, but James,” Regulus finally turned to look at him, eyes shining with tears, “they’re my parents.” He choked on a sob before continuing, “But, I know I have to leave soon.”
James rubbed his back comfortingly and whispered soft consolations as his boyfriend sobbed into his chest.
Regulus sniffed and shifted his gaze to meet James’ again. This time, James saw nothing but resolve and determination set into his eyes “This Christmas break. I’ll apparate. I’ll do it on the day before Christmas Eve. I promise.”
—
New Years' Day 1978
James frantically searched the train platform for signs of his boyfriend.
He hadn’t come on the day before Christmas Eve.
James had been worried out of his mind. Regulus hadn’t even sent a letter to explain why he didn’t show up.
Then, James saw a glimpse of Regulus’ black curls. He left behind his bags and sprinted to where Regulus sat on a bench, eyes trained on the ground.
“Reg.”
Regulus lifted his head. The second he saw Regulus’ eyes, he knew.
“I’m so sorry, Jamie,” Regulus whispered.
July 30: enter | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 322
“James, stop clinging to me so much, you literally haven't let go since the guy at the line said we could enter, just relax!” Regulus exclaimed, as James was clutching his boyfriend’s arm. “It’s just a haunted house!”
James looked at Regulus with wide eyes. “It’s all dark in here!” He clutched Regulus’ arm tighter. He dropped his voice to a terrified whisper and said, “And did you see that bloody zombie back there?”
“Yes, I saw the clown.” Regulus shook his head and rolled his eyes with an affectionate smirk. He patted James’ head as they turned a corner in the gloomy house. “I think you’re grown enough to not have to hug me through the whole experience,” Regulus cooed, peeling James away and walking ahead of him.
James swallowed nervously as they continued to trek through the seemingly endless twists and turns.
Regulus was a few feet ahead of James and made the turn into the next hallway before James did.
A second after Regulus turned the corner, James heard a shriek and a loud thump on the floor.
“Reg!" James worriedly yelled after his boyfriend and sprinted around to see what happened.
As soon as he set foot in the new hallway, he came face to face with a wide-eyed Regulus and one of the haunted house actors dressed as a werewolf sitting on the floor, cradling his face with his hands.
Regulus grinned sheepishly at James, which was all it took for it to dawn on him.
"You didn't..."
Regulus nodded slowly, his terrified eyes running all over James' face.
"It's 'just a haunted house', huh?" James asked with a chuckle as he pulled Regulus in to give him a tight, comforting hug.
"Oh, shut up," Regulus snapped. He put a finger on James' chest threateningly. "We are never speaking of this, do you hear me James Potter?"
James couldn't help but laugh again before responding, "Yes, dear."
august 3: reputation | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 150
Prompts are from the August 2023 collection from the lovely jegulus microfic mod
Regulus knew he had a reputation.
He didn’t do “relationships”. He preferred casual. No attachments.
This all changed when he started with James Potter though.
Suddenly he found himself caring about the other man and wanting more than just a fling.
The look in James’ eyes had enough to make Regulus’ heart and knees go weak.
Regulus found himself even getting jealous when he spotted James chatting with other blokes.
Finally, one day when Regulus had had enough, he grabbed James by his shirt and pulled him into a closet.
James had started to lean in but Regulus shook his head adamantly.
“I want you,” Regulus demanded, “all to myself. I hate sharing.”
“So we’re dating now? What happened to ‘casual’?” James smirked down at him.
Regulus put a finger on James’ chest. “I told you, I hate sharing.”
James chuckled as he leaned over and locked the closet door.
august 4: sweet | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 151
prompts are from the August 2023 collection from the lovely jegulus microfic mod
“Moony, I seriously don’t know what it is about him, I just can’t stop thinking about him!” James exclaimed, flopping backwards onto his bed.
James heard some shuffling then his friend’s response, “Who?”
“Regulus! He’s just so… He looked so sweet today in that black jumper,” James sighed, smiling at the mental image he’d given himself.
Earlier, when James had seen Regulus saunter into the library, wearing that oversized jumper, he couldn’t help but stare. It’d earned him a hit over the head from Marlene, but god Regulus had looked good in that jumper.
James turned his head to peer at Remus, who hadn’t responded, and instead made eye contact with Sirius, who was curled up to Remus’ side and glaring at James.
James gulped nervously.
Sirius narrowed his eyes. “Care to explain, Prongs?” He asked dangerously.
James got up and ran out of their dorm before Sirius finished his sentence.
august 5: pain | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 198
prompts are from the august 2023 collection from the lovely jegulus microfic mod
Regulus groaned as he woke up. A stab of pain shot through his head as he tried to sit up in bed. He crumpled back down and another sting went through his head when it hit his pillow.
He didn’t even bother opening his eyes as he called for his husband. “Jamieeee!” He coughed immediately after yelling and his throat felt like it was being burned.
Regulus dragged a blanket over his face to shield it from the light coming through the bedroom window.
He heard some shuffling then felt a light touch on his shoulder. Then came the gentle inquiry, “What’s wrong, love?”
Knowing James was near, Regulus turned over and curled into him, wrapping his arms around his waist tightly. “M’sick,” he grumbled.
The mere presence of James was already helping Regulus feel better but even though they’d been married for a year, he wouldn’t admit that to James.
“I can bring you some tea and a Tylenol?” James offered, stroking Regulus’ head comfortingly.
Regulus leaned into the touch and hummed. He shook his head and nestled his face into the crook of James’ neck and shoulder. “Just want you,” he mumbled.
“Anything you want, Reg.”
august 7: stimulate | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 332
prompts are from the august 2023 collection from the lovely jegulus microfic mod
Regulus and James had been going out for a week, but they still pulled each other into broom closets between every other class.
Regulus wasn’t complaining though. He quite enjoyed it even though his attendance record was taking a but of a hit. They tended to get carried away together.
So when James grabbed his wrist and pulled him into an empty classroom, Regulus followed eagerly with a smirk blooming on his lips.
As soon as James closed the door, Regulus spun them around and pressed James into it. He linked his hands behind James’ neck and snogged him. Regulus heard James make a tiny noise in the back of his throat when he pulled away.
“I need some more stimulation before I go to Charms,” James whined, cupping Regulus’ cheek.
Regulus moved his hands to rest gently on James’ hips. “And I need to not be late to Potions again,” Regulus barely got his last word out before James leaned in to snog him relentlessly.
All thoughts about school quickly faded from both of their minds as they continued.
Just as James had picked up Regulus and placed him on a desk, a loud gong sounded through the room.
The late bell.
Shitfuckshit.
Regulus pulled back and swatted James over the head. He glared at him but his anger melted when James gave him a sheepish grin and mumbled an apology.
James helped Regulus off the desk as Regulus grumbled to him about how Professor Slughorn would have his head for being late again.
Everything he had said, though, seemed to have gone straight through James because when he was about to step out, James pulled him in again for a quick peck on the cheek.
“See ya later, Reggie!” James waved goodbye before proceeding to skip to his next class.
Regulus shook his head affectionately as he took the stairs down to the dungeon.
He didn’t care about his attendance record if it meant he’d have more time with James.
"you are my person. I need you alive. you make me brave" but it's regulus writing a letter to James before he goes to the cave
august 8: tattoo | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 196
from the august 2023 collection
It was James’ birthday.
Regulus had gotten him a nice cologne and a pair of shoes James had been whining about for months.
At James’ birthday party with all their friends, Regulus had given James his gift and James had loved it. Back at his flat, James told him thank you and given him a kiss.
But he didn’t know Regulus had another gift for him.
So when Regulus showed up at James’ flat unannounced and wearing his low-rise, baggy jeans that sat on his hips and a tight black crop top, he couldn’t help but smirk when James opened the door and gaped at him.
James pulled him into his flat and promptly shut the door.
Regulus put his hands on his hips and whispered into James’ ear, “Happy Birthday, Jamie.”
Regulus saw James pupils multiply a million times in size when they stopped to gaze at Regulus’ hips. Where he had a brand new tattoo of deer antlers on each hip bone. The ends of the tattoos snuck under the waistband of Regulus’ jeans.
James dragged his gaze back up to meet Regulus’ eyes.
He held that gaze as he dropped to his knees.
august 11: home | @jegulus-microfic | word count: 289
“James, I am not letting you ruin our home!”
“Baby—“
“Not another word,” Regulus hissed at his husband, “we are not painting the walls of this house red.”
Regulus glared at James who was giving him puppy dog eyes and clasping his hands together.
Regulus raised an eyebrow at him.
“James, I don’t understand what you find so… cool about a bright red wall,” Regulus sighed as James came over to him and hugged his waist tightly. He instinctively brought his arms up to hug James’ neck.
James pressed a gentle, lingering kiss to Regulus and mumbled into his mouth, “I never said bright red, love.”
Regulus shook his head softly. “Red is such a…” Regulus looked at his husband’s eyes instead of his mouth and decided to bite back his retort. “Red is a very… bold color,” he said.
Regulus moved to kiss James again but his husband pulled back.
James instead went to peppering little, tiny kisses all over Regulus’ neck.
“Just one wall, love.”
“I—“
“It can be in my office so people don’t see it.”
Regulus thought about it for a moment while James continued kissing. He couldn’t see a good enough reason why not.
Regulus pulled James’ head away from his neck and brought it down so their foreheads were touching. He cradled James’ cheek with one of his hands.
“Okay.”
James immediately pulled back and did a leap in the air with a shout of “YES!”
Regulus put a hand on his husband’s shoulder and pointed a threatening finger at him.
“But only in your office, mon soleil.” Regulus fixed him with a glare. When James tried to lean in for another kiss, Regulus pulled away. “I mean it, James, just your office.”