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Is This Just Acting? (Jegulus)

Hi everyone! Just wanted to say that everything I write is my original work and I would appreciate it if no one stole anything or used my writing as their own. Taking credit is not okay, but inspiration is! I have this same work posted on ao3, under the account: divin3_emb3rs

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Inspo is from Dolores on instagram/tiktok.

Summary: Regulus and James are actors, yet they're rivals. They must kiss for a scene, but they get very into it even after the director screams cut..

Lowercase is intentional!!

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regulus despised this man. absolutely hated him. why was he so infuriatingly annoying? loud? energetic? they had just woken up to film for another scene at 7:30 in the goddamn morning, and he was acting as though he had eaten a gallon of sugar!

he stood in the corner, his arms crossed, a scowl on his face. his brother had oh so politely invited himself to set, and was now chatting with potter like they were out on a coffee date for the first time in years. did he not remember where he was? who he was with? they had a scene to film here!!!

the director, dorcas, had repeatedly approached the two and told them they had to start filming soon, yet they had still continued to converse as though it was the last time they ever would. it's so stupid. sirius is going to see potter at their apartment either way, why on earth is he bothering him now?!

regulus leaned against the wall, grabbing his third bottle of water and chugging it until it was empty. he slammed the bottle down on the counter next to him as evan began to walk over to him. regulus spared him one glance with a nod, and evan smiled at him cheekily. He slumped against the wall beside him and turned towards him, and when noticing he was looking directly at sirius and potter, he scoffed. "didn't film the scene yet, i see?" he spoke, licking his red lips. regulus groaned, rolling his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose.

"they're being extremely annoying. we were supposed to start filming," he checked his watch aggressively, "twenty-five minutes ago!"

evan sighed with a short laugh. he grabbed a cigarette, lighting it up with a lighter and regulus held his hand out, waiting for a puff himself. evan looked at him skeptically, "i thought you said you're over smoking?" the black-haired boy scoffed and nudged him, smiling to himself when evan resigned and passed him the cigar. after taking a puff--and still staring at sirius and potter--he spoke, "how was the scene with barty?"

evan choked on the remaining smoke in his throat, receiving harsh slaps on the back from reg as he smiled slyly. He looked up at him when finished with his coughing fit and cleared his throat, "good-it went good!" regulus raised a brow at the stutter and held back a laugh, inhaling the toxic smoke as sirius finally began to step away from potter. "hm, i bet it was. see you, rosier." he teased, shoving the cigar in between the blonde's lips and walking away, smirking to himself when evan began to stutter and deny all accusations like he was in court.

he walked into the little talking sphere with potter and his brother as they wrapped up. god knows what they were talking about for so long. sirius turned and gasped over-dramatically at the sight of his brother, "oh reggie! there you are, we were just talking about you!" regulus compressed his lips into a tight line, "don't call me that."

sirius sighed, giving his brother a pat on the shoulder and chuckling to himself when the younger boy swatted his hand away. sirius turned towards james, his face suddenly turning deathly serious. "i swear if you touch my brother in any way james fleamont potter." he threatened, and regulus bit his lips as to not burst out in laughter at the look on potter's face. "sirius please, it's a scene it won't mean a thing!" he replied, his hands up in the air in surrender. "alright guys, places please!" dorcas spoke out from her seat as the camera-men took their spots near the cameras.