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"Last" - Jegulus microfic @into-the-jeggyverse - 348 words

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Regulus wouldn’t do it. He would not fall in love with James Potter. He would not find comfort in something that wouldn’t last. He would not get attached to someone who would leave.

“Reg? You okay?” James’s voice asked, pulling Regulus from his thoughts.

“I’m fine,” he snapped.

James nodded with a small frown, his concern not deterred by Regulus’s tone. 

They were in the Astronomy Tower, and Regulus was calling out the stars for James, guiding his hand to be pointing at the right ones. Stars were like second nature for Regulus, so if he spent most of his time looking at James, only remembering that the stars were there when his boyfriend asked for him to name another, well…that wouldn’t be anyone’s business but his own. 

“Where’s Regulus?” James asked, eyes lit up with excitement that had Regulus’s stomach doing flips. 

Without really looking at what he was doing, Regulus moved James’s hand to where the Leo constellation was. 

When James’s grin turned into a frown again, and Regulus’s heart ached with longing for a smile that was only two seconds gone. Yes, yes, he was going to fall in love with James Potter. Fuck.

“Sorry, is this boring for you?” James asked nervously. “I thought maybe you would like this since you know so much about stars, but, um, we can do something else, if you want.”

Regulus barely registered the words, busy thinking about what he could do to bring the smile back to his boy’s face. Closing the already-small distance between them, Regulus pressed his lips to James’s own. The kiss was steady, familiar. They had only been dating for a few weeks, but they knew each other so well. Regulus anticipated the hand on the back of his neck, he knew the motions, he understood the rhythm. There was so much comfort, for him, in knowing what to expect.

So, maybe he had already fallen in love with James Potter. 

“Don’t leave me,” Regulus mumbled against James’s lips, his voice so fragile and filled with vulnerability that he hated himself for. 

“Never.”