#it wasnt actually a dream guys regulus is totally alive yup

[megtheuntalented]

James groggily blinked awake, groaning slightly. He runs his hand through his already messy hair, and turns over to the sight of an empty bed. With furrowed brows, James sits up. He snags a shirt tossed haphazardly on the floor and creeps out of the bedroom. He hears quiet murmuring and babbling and follows the voices.

James vision is momentarily obscured as he tugs on the shirt while making his way to the kitchen. When he pulls the fabric from out of his face, he's greeted by the sight of Regulus whispering to a bouncing and babbling Harry. Regulus stands in front of the fridge, with its harsh light making his already pale complexion look translucent. His skin contrasts with his deep eye bags. But, he's smiling softly at Harry, who's propped on his hip. The smile rounds out the harsh lines of Regulus's face.

James smiles to himself and leans on the doorway. Regulus looks so natural while holding his kid. It was like he was born to be James' family. It doesn't help that Regulus is dressed in James' oversized quidditch jersey, and happens to have mismatched socks of varying length. James' heart swells as he looks to his beautiful man.

Regulus happens to look up and finds James lurking in the shadows. His soft grin morphs into a wry smirk, and he says to James, "Well, come on, love. If you're up, that means you can hold the baby."

He slides his was over to James, and carefully plops Harry into his arms. Harry pouts a little, making tiny grabby hands to Regulus. Regulus just smiles at the demanding baby, ruffling his messy hair and pressing a kiss to it. Harry sinks back into James, reluctantly satisfied.

James chuckles, before catching a fleeing Regulus by his wrist. "And where's my kiss," James asks with a coy grin. Regulus just rolls his eyes, even though his smile betrays his true feelings. He presses a soft kiss into James cheek. Even though they've been married for years, James can still spot a soft pink on Regulus' cheeks.

When Regulus pulls back, they both get stuck in each other's gazes. The soft smile on Regulus' face slowly turns into a neutral face as his eyes flick downwards. James, concerned, reaches for Regulus. He uses the hand not holding Harry to cup Regulus' face. His breath stutters a little when he feels a tear slip down his thumb.

"Regulus, what is it?" Regulus just looks at James once more. He moves pale hand to lay over top of James' own. "You have to wake up, love."

James eyes widen, "But-"

And then his eyes shoot open. He's in a dark bedroom. Lily snores by his side. Her hair happens to be in his mouth.

He wipes it away and sits up. Runs a hand through his hair and then over his face. Grabs the glasses from off his nightstand. Sneaks out of his bedroom to the kitchen.

And he cries when he finds no one there.