#early morning mood

[k1tten-kitten]

[degenerateville]

“Always trust everyone to be themselves, trust the fact that you can see them well.”

[battle-and-faith-comics]

Praise the LORD. Praise the LORD from the heavens; praise him in the heights above. Praise him, all his angels; praise him, all his heavenly hosts. Praise him, sun and moon; praise him, all you shining stars. Praise him, you highest heavens and you waters above the skies. Psalms 148:1-4

[i-like-to-look-at-your-back]

Sleeping off

[cali]

thank you tipsilon you will keep us warm

[galina]

Late at the 24 hour bagel spot on Brick Lane

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#Me @ 1 In The Morning

[thelailasblog]

[richs-pics]

Breaking through

[k1tten-kitten]

[degenerateville]

Final encounter.

[bri-cheeses]

| Rosekiller microfic | Word count: 629 |

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“Is this your shirt?”

Barty looked up as Regulus’ confused tone filled the space between them, turning off his phone as Regulus pinched a tee between his thumb and forefinger and held it up to the light. It was a light cream color that Barty could admit would look extremely out of place in his closet, an odd bright spot against his band tees and general dark ensemble of clothes.

“No, it’s Evan’s,” he said breezily. Never mind the fact that it was in his apartment, despite Evan living… not in Barty’s apartment.

Regulus let the shirt drop to the floor and wrinkled his nose. “Then what’s it doing in here?”

He tucked his legs up, sitting sideways against the back of the couch, and tilted his head at Barty.

“Oh, you know—” Barty unlocked his phone and went back to scrolling— “he just leaves things here sometimes.”

“Like his shirt?” Regulus asked skeptically.

“Well, he does have other clothes here.” A bit of an understatement, considering Barty had an entire drawer dedicated to Evan’s clothes alone, but Reg didn’t need to know that. “So it’s not like he was just walking around shirtless.”

Not that Barty would complain about seeing that, though.

“Ignoring the fact that you two are entirely too codependent, what were you even doing in the first place that caused his shirt to be left on your floor?”

Barty doubted Regulus really wanted to know the answer to that. He raised one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug, still looking at his phone. “Things happen.”

“Things?”

Barty flicked an unimpressed gaze up at Regulus, who was staring at him with furrowed eyebrows. If Regulus truly hadn’t figured it out by now, Barty wasn’t going to help him.

“Yeah, things. Showering, spilling something on your shirt… do us a favor and pick whichever puts your mind at ease.”

Regulus sighed. “Why’re you being so vague?”

“Why’re you being so nosy?”

Barty swore that Regulus actually rolled his eyes.

“Can you just spare me the dramatics and tell me why Evan’s shirt is currently lying on the floor by your couch?”

Regulus was staring him down now, clearly intent on getting an answer. Barty didn’t particularly feel like giving it, but he supposed it would be easier in the long run to tell him now instead of getting hounded about it for the rest of today.

So Barty held eye contact with Regulus as he flatly replied, “It was getting too hot in here.”

Well, no one could accuse him of lying, at the very least.

“And why couldn’t you have just said that in the first place?”

Barty simply sighed and went back to his phone.

“Because it’s not necessarily your business what Evan and I get up to when you’re not around.” If only Regulus knew how true that really was.

“I suppose that’s fine, considering I’m not entirely sure that I even want to know. Unless the police are involved and I need to pay your bail. But also… he has clothes at your place?”

Barty didn’t see how Regulus hadn’t put the pieces together yet. It’s not like him and Evan were actively trying to hide it or anything. What’s more, Regulus was a pretty smart guy who should’ve realized what was going on between his two friends ages ago. Barty just figured that James’s general obliviousness must’ve been rubbing off on Regulus.

“Yes, he does. Why, are you jealous? I can get you a drawer too, if you want,” he offered.

Regulus looked around the room, unimpressed.

“I’m good, actually,” he said. “What I was getting at is that you and Evan are way too close of friends to be healthy.”

Barty just smirked at his phone.

That was certainly one way of putting it.

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[toyastales]

I hope you have a beautiful day!

[wishchip106]

i have a small feeling most of the people who like my posts live in a different timezone 🤨

[techtow]

The way you begin shapes the rest of your journey. A bright start leads to a brilliant day.