A Star And A Stag Is A Weird Combination - Jegulus & Wolfstar

Chapter 4

James had his eyes closed when he heard it. A deep, heavy breathing that wasn't his. He opened his eyes and sat up, squinting his eyes in the dark to try to look at Regulus. The breathing was coming from him.

The Potter stood up and walked over to him, sitting down on the mattress as he watched the both shiver and shake. He rested his hand on his shoulder before starting to shake. He knew that people said that waking someone up due to a nightmare was bad but he had to.

"Regulus....Regulus! Wake up!" James says before the other sits up, gasping harshly. Regulus pants heavily before looking at James, a confused look spread across his vulnerable features. "James?" his hand had instinctively reached up and grabbed his. The feeling of his hand in his made him pull away.

"Yeah, you were having a nightmare. You okay? Need some water?" He asks, leaving his hand on Regulus' shoulder. "No no, I'm fine. Just uh.." his hands were shaking, his mind going back to what he was just dreaming. The Unforgivable Spells. Sirius. His parents. He couldn't stop thinking about the way Sirius looked on the floor and that made tears well up in his eyes. Which did not go unnoticed by Potter.

"Hey hey what happened?" James reached forward and wiped a few stray tears, leaning down slightly to look into his eyes. "Nothing. Why would something be the matter after someone has a nightmare? I feel amazing!" Regulus snaps, rather sarcastic as he pulls away from James, wiping his tears away himself.

"Well...you have a point. But if you want to talk, I'm just a few steps away okay?" James says softly, smiling at him. Regulus couldn't help but to make his Slytherin facade fade. "Thank you Potter."

"No problem Black. Few steps away." he reminds him before he forces his legs to move and gets up, getting into bed. He had only relaxed his breathing when he felt his bed shift slightly. "Potter...I can't sleep." James sat up at that and stared at the boy. He was wearing James' Gryffindor jumper, which had plenty of jokes to go with it. But the jokester decided to shut up. Just this once.

"Come here" he motions Regulus forward and spreads his arms out, clear in asking if he wants to cuddle. He just sat there, looking at James like he was thinking whether or not to cuddle the boy. Only when James felt his arms starting to ache did Regulus go into his arms. He had his arms wrapped around him, his face pressed against his chest. His ear length hair tickled James' collarbone as he listened to the slow beating of his heart.

It was soothing in a way. To hear a heart that wasn't his own. Because that's all Regulus ever heard. When his parents yelled, his heartbeat was loud. When he was on the Quidditch Pitch. When he's at Hogwarts. When he's alone..with James. But this time was different.

There was nothing that could interrupt either of them, it being too late in the night for that. Sure, he was alone with James. But he was safe. He was warm. The boy holding him was warm. And that's all he could focus on. James.

The small rise of his chest every time he took a breath. The way his heart beat would pick up at times when Regulus grazed the small of his back. The way his glasses-lacked face was much more attractive with glasses on. The way his arm wrapped around his waist. The way that his grip made him feel protected. He focused on James, just him alone made Regulus wash away the memories. Just for the night. He was really starting to fall for the git wasn't he?