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#when i say squinty fake smile i mean that thor face
emlovessid · 5 months
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@jegulus-microfic december 18, message, 220 words
Regulus knows better than most just how attractive James is.
He wouldn’t say he’s a jealous man generally, but he has been known to not so subtly slip a hand in James’ back pocket when he catches someone eyeing him at the supermarket. Or curl a hand around James’ arm as they’re waiting to be seated at a restaurant, the seater barely even noticing Regulus is there.
So perhaps it’s this jealous streak that has him feeling a little too possessive when he’s passing by James’ office and decides to pop in.
“Hi, is James about?”
The receptionist looks him up and down, fake smile plastered on her lips as she says, “Do you have an appointment?”
Oh, he hates her already.
“No, I don’t,” Regulus says, smiling back; though he’s positive his fake smile is much more convincing than hers.
She laughs, like the idea of visiting someone without an appointment is preposterous. Get over yourself; James is a lawyer, not a doctor. “I’m sorry, Mr Potter is fully booked today.”
“Can you leave a message for him? Tell him I dropped by?”
The fake smile is back, her nose scrunched a bit as she nods, “Of course. And who are you?”
Regulus probably enjoys it far too much when her mouth drops open as he says, “His husband.”
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