Regulus And Barty Who Have The Same Piercings But On Opposite Sides Of Each Other.. That’s It. They

Kevin watching Jean ask Jeremy if he's okay, watching Jean offer to hold Laila's bag so she can fix her shoe, watching Jean hand Cat a granola bar before a game because she looked a little unsteady. He's not jealous, he had his time by Jean's side. Maybe it's grief. Grief for something that was never so innocent, never so untouched by cruel hands, something that could've been better if they were anyone else. Grief for something that's long passed and can never be fixed to be made better than before. He had his time at the receiving end of Jean's concerned glances. Maybe he's just a little sad that when he's at an away game, he no longer buys post cards for a friend. Maybe he just misses this person who used to always be by his side but they both knows it's better this way. Jean is happy, it's not with Kevin, and that's okay.

Barty was moping.

Again, he knows- him and Regulus had gotten into an argument again, and he knew he’d lost, but he liked the thrill of arguing- and he’d said some things he really shouldn’t have… but maybe Regulus would see how sorry he was by the way he was being so mope-y. Yeah, maybe- he was curled up in his four-poster, moodily skimming through his potions book- how does that not scream “I’m sorry please come back and love me so I don’t think you hate me”?

Regulus, on the other hand, was- rather haughtily, in Barty’s opinion- ignoring Barty, and playing wizard’s chess with Evan on the other side of the room. Barty gave a dramatic sigh… still nothing. Damn it. He was being so obvious about it, why wouldn’t Reg just forgive him already?

Barty had basically already apologized, with how much of a show he was giving about it- but clearly, Regulus wanted a real one. Damn him, making Barty do all the work.

“Castle to E5,” Regulus had been saying, just as Barty flopped down onto the ground behind him, shoving himself up against the Black’s back, his cheek smushed against in the back of his sweater. Barty’s sweater.

“I’m sorry.” He finally mumbled, rather pitifully.

Barty couldn’t see it, but he could definitely sense the smirk he just knew was plastered on Regulus’ face right about now.

“Sorry, Crouch, what was that? Couldn’t quite hear you.”

“I said, I’m Sorry.”

“For?”

Barty just huffed, going quiet for a moment. His fingers lightly traced Regulus’ spine through his clothes, from his neck to his tailbone, and back up.

“I’m sorry Regulus for saying you’re a teacher’s-pet…”

Barty finally muttered, poking the middle of Regulus’ back, just to punctuate.

Regulus was surely grinning by now, he loved it when-

“Even if you really are.”

Barty really shouldn’t have tacked that last bit on, as he quickly found himself flattened on the ground, because Regulus had decided to forcibly lean back, right on top of him.

“Bitch.”

“Twat.”

“…love you.”

“Love you too, Barty.”

Evan took that moment to finally butt in, cooing,

“Aww, you guys are so swee-“

It was safe to say that Evan didn’t get to finish his sentence, and there was ‘magically’ one pawn now across the room.

RUN MY GUY RUN ‼️

quick doodle while I cope(cry)

ok rosewater but its Regulus as a doctor/healer (some medical job) and Evan as being a mad scientist type so Regulus uses his job to help Evan do medical malpractice

irl george content my beloved

mspaint posting

They stand like this in front of people to me,,, no one's gonna take it from you tr!pili damn,

ranbob in the beach episode fo today