#ok y'all lucky I didn't actually bring in tsots james into this since hes a legit maniac

[bradleysass]

Maniac - @black-brothers-microfic - wc: 447 - Starchaser + Wolfstar

James Potter and Sirius Black took Valentine’s Day very, very seriously.

To the unsuspecting passerby, the Gryffindor common room looked like it had been attacked by an army of overly enthusiastic cupids. Red and gold streamers hung from every available surface, heart-shaped confetti coated the floor, and an enchanted banner above the fireplace flashed between declarations of love and embarrassing pet names. Floating candles cast a romantic glow over the chaos, and a magically amplified phonograph played an endless loop of love songs.

It was a lot.

And that was before anyone even looked at what James and Sirius had planned for their boyfriends.

Regulus Black had been dreading this moment since the calendar flipped to February. He loved James—he did—but James in full Valentine’s Day mode was something to be feared. He sat stiffly on one of the plush armchairs, watching with a blank expression as James fussed over a truly ridiculous bouquet of red roses, lilies, and something that sparkled unnaturally in the firelight.

“Jamie,” Regulus said, voice flat. “If I say I love you, will you stop before this gets out of hand?”

James grinned, completely unaffected. “Absolutely not, love of my life.” He leaned down and pressed a quick, obnoxiously loud kiss to Regulus’ cheek before returning to adjusting the bouquet. “Babe, you deserve the absolute best, and I am going to make sure you have the most romantic, most amazing, most—”

“—most extra?” Remus Lupin interjected, leaning against the arm of the couch where Sirius sat. He had the long-suffering expression of someone who had been through this before and knew there was no escape.

Sirius, for his part, simply beamed and threw an arm around Remus’ shoulders. “Moony, love of my life, you wound me. This is all for you!” He gestured dramatically to a pile of presents—neatly wrapped, though in an eye-wateringly mismatched combination of red and pink papers.

Remus sighed. “How many gifts did you get me this year?”

“Not important,” Sirius said quickly.

Remus turned to Regulus. “Has he tried to serenade you yet?”

Regulus pinched the bridge of his nose. “Not yet, but I’m sure it’s coming.”

“Oi! Don’t ruin the surprise!” James whined.

Sirius grinned. “They call us the Valentine Maniacs, and for good reason.”

“No one calls you that,” Regulus deadpanned.

James and Sirius exchanged a look. “We call us that.”

Remus and Regulus sighed in unison.

Despite all the excessive gestures—the charmed chocolates that floated around offering themselves at random, the giant enchanted teddy bear that recited sonnets, the unnecessarily large banners—Regulus and Remus couldn’t deny one thing: their boyfriends were absolutely ridiculous, but they were also utterly devoted.