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Regulus has always thought that paintings and people bruise the same way. Subject to the whims of neglect and love.
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Or, reclusive art restorationist Regulus Black reluctantly agrees to help James Potter with a little painting problem and perhaps finds love along the way.
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Sirius Black was supposed to spend Christmas in a luxury Airbnb in Vermont with his best friends. Instead, there's a record-breaking snowstorm, a tiny cabin with no electricity, a viral video, a mysterious last-minute breakup, and sharing a bed with Remus Lupin.
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Regulus Black has, for a long time, existed in a very fixed category in James’ mind. Regulus Black is highly intelligent. He’s a Slytherin. He’s a skilled Seeker. He’s cute, sometimes. He’s mean, always. Above all else, he’s Sirius Black’s little brother. He’s untouchable.
He hasn’t really thought about Regulus’ body before. He’s thinking about it now.
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(Two boys end up hiding from their problems together on New Year’s Eve. They don’t understand each other any more than they do themselves. Somewhere along the way, they learn.)
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tell me what you want, say it like an oath by drowsyanddazed
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
20 Jan 2022
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“All I know is I want—” Remus shuts his mouth in a panic. Gulps. Dry mouth. Palpitations. Sweaty palms.
Sirius tilts his head. “What? What do you want?” Gray eyes. Collarbones. Body heat.
“Nothing,” Remus' eyes shift to Sirius’ lips and then quickly back to smoky eyes, “it doesn’t matter.”
“Remus,” Sirius drawls, exasperated. He steps forward and Remus steps back colliding into the wall behind him. Sirius is smirking up at him. And fuck Remus is staring at his lips again.