James: So, Reggie. Whats Your Type Then?

James: So, Reggie. What’s your type then?

Regulus: Hmmm. Tall with black hair. I like them sweet and a bit dumb. More of an athletic build, slim waist with strong thighs. Like a chaser figure. Glasses are always a plus. Yeah, glasses are very hot.

James: Awww!! That sounds like me! Too bad I’m not a girl!

Regulus: …..

Regulus: Did I mention dumb?

James: Yup! You mentioned that!

James: (:

Regulus, head in his palms: We’re doomed.

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.

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.

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 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.”

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