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[regulus-books]

class - 160 words - @jegulus-microfic

warnings: house fire

Regulus hates to cook. But, with James busy teaching classes all day and having to put up with dirty teenagers, he thought it might be nice to make food for a change.

That was until Regulus had to call the fire department on himself because the oven mitt that sat next to the stove caught fire.

After the kind, tall firefighter checked on Regulus, he called James, who had sounded extremely shaken up at the thought of a fire. 

A pit of guilt dug in Regulus' stomach, his heart clenching at the worrying tone in James' voice. 

"I'm sorry, James; I thought I was doing something good! The house is okay; there's not too much -" And then James cuts him off.

"I don't care about the house, not even if it's in ruins! Reg, I asked if you were okay!" Regulus breathes out through his nose.

"I'm fine, just a little shaken up."

"I'm on my way home; don't dwell."