For @aud_froggy_pod who requested this in my Flaming Hot one shot and I never got around to it
To those of you new to this concept, the hanky code is exactly what it sounds like. The Gays✨ would wear different coloured handkerchiefs in their back pockets during like the 80s to silently communicate what they were into, I have provided the general list so you don't have to google search it and have your fbi agent judge you 👍🏻
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Alright now onto the one shot! Hope you all enjoy <3
James was stacking records onto shelves and humming along to the music that played throughout the store, besides his co worker Remus and Sirius who would occasionally pop in, the store had been practically empty all day.
James had finished stacking the shelves and went to sit behind the counter, he sat there bored out of his mind, watching the clock slowly tick and waiting for the glorious moment when his shift would be over.
"Only 4 more hours" Remus sighed, lifting a heavy box onto the counter and beginning to stack the records in a neat, aesthetically pleasing way.
"Remus go home, I promise I'll be fine and it's not like we have any other customers" James knew it was a full moon tonight and there were things Remus needed to do before Sirius and his parents took him down to the forest.
"You sure James? I can stay it's fine"
"I'm ok, give me the last box and go say goodbye to your parents, if you leave a bit earlier you might be able to find a safe spot" James smiled at Remus pitifully, knowing that whatever the wolf did during the night often resulted in Remus looking pretty beaten up the following morning.
"Love you James, I'll also pop past Sirius' house to get you that number for the paper"
"Love you too Remus, thanks! I'll see him soon" James laughed, the two gave each other a hug and Remus tucked his uniform back in his locker before leaving the store.
James sat at the counter with his head in his hands, occasionally hearing the bell and helping the odd customer that came in but overall the store remained quiet for the rest of the afternoon and evening. A while later he heard the bell ring and a familiar face walked through along with a shorter counterpart.
"Hey Prongs!"
"Afternoon Padfoot, looking for something?"
"Oh no I have plenty of records at home- actually"
Sirius began walking off into one of the isles and looking for a song he had been listening to recently, the shorter man behind him stepped forward.
The man had styled black curls, pale skin with light freckles that scattered across his cheeks and nose, a chiseled jawline and evenly parted lips that were brushed with a pale pink. He wore black eyeliner with a slight glitter in the corner which made his striking eyes even more prominent as the sun hit his face. The man had a lean figure, toned but not large and was dressed slightly more formal than Sirius.
