How James Potter met the love of his life - a jegulus smau
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James Potter was many things. He was a friend, a father, a husband, but after being married for nearly 5 years now, he still couldnât believe he got to call Regulus his.
 âJames?â Regulus calls out from the kitchen.
âYes, my love?â He responds as he walks into the kitchen, coming and wrapping his arms around his husband's waist.
âDid you remember to ask Sirius if he could watch Harry?â James nods, stuffing his face into Regulus's neck, pressing soft, sweet kisses there.
âMmhm, how would I forget? It's almost our 5-year anniversary,â he says as he spins Regulus around, pecking him gently on the lips.
5 yearsâŠ
5 years since James had asked Regulus to marry himâŠ
7 years since he agreed to date himâŠ
âIt feels like yesterday I was asking you out on our first date,â James says softly.
Regulus lets out a short huff, âOh my god, I still canât believe how we met.â.
âWell, I can, because I remember seeing the most kind, beautiful person Iâve ever met,â James says with a huge grin on his face.
âOf course you see it like that!â Regulus says, giggling.
thank you, my birthday is in may đ i honestly havenât been on tumblr much (taking a much needed break) but i do have plans to update my smaus and fics :)
I love love love $500 fine and was wondering if I could do a similar series with a different fandom based sorta off of the premise of it? Totally fine if not!!
thatâs the hope! iâve been trying to get back into it for a while (read: reading fics) but iâve been consumed by hockey. itâs offseason now so i need something to fill the void and what is better than going back to your roots!
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âAre you seriously trying to convince me the microwave in our kitchen is the next chernobyl?â Mack quirked an eyebrow.
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Mack couldnât help but snicker at Willâs persistence. âAll this talk about waves and shit. Are the ones in Capitola gonna kill us, too?â
Willâs bottom lip jutted, just a touch, when he pouted. His jaw worked, the sharp angles of it doing funny things to Mackâs stomach. âThey could drown you,â he quipped.
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âSmitty,â Mack breathes, intending to sound teasing, but instead it comes out half broken and gritted with pure desire. âDo you have a spit kink?â
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(or, Sirius walks out of hell on four-inch heels and finds his way home.)
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Instead of turning left to the fridges, he walked straight up the blonde. Mack sat down in the chair across from him, a smirk already plastered to his face, âYou come here often?â
Will raised an unimpressed eyebrow, pulling out one of his earbuds and looking up from his lunch, âTo the cafeteria? Of the school I attend?â
or; mack doesnât do relationships, until he does
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