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Reunited and it feels so good (not really) || Tyreg

Regulus knocked on what he hoped was Andy's door apprehensively. After she had told him yes, it was okay for him to go there right now, he'd packed his bags and left Alphard's immediately. He was looking forward to seeing both Andy and Tyler, but especially the latter. He just hoped he wasn't going to be unwelcome.

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Regulus had arranged with Tyler to meed down outside the hall the ball was being held in. He was waiting outside, a mix of excitement and nerves in his belly, giving him butterflies. He was glad he wasn't the only one who seemed to be waiting on someone- there was a Ravenclaw who was sweating profusely to his left, and some Hufflepuff girls were all obviously waiting for dates on his right. He was a bit blushy because he could hear them cooing over him and his outfit, and he was praying Tyler would arrive soon.

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"I have to confess something. I’m dying…" [tyler]

Regulus rolled his eyes. "Nice try asshole, but it's not April fools for another week," he said, unimpressed, "Besides, you'll have to try harder, Sirius has done that joke every year since I could understand the concept of d-- Holy shit, are you crying?" he said, suddenly feeling panicked. "Okay, I take it back, don't try harder," he begged, "You're scaring me now and I don't like it." 

His eyes widened as Tyler continued to cry and tell him that no, it wasn't a joke, and yes, he was dying. He froze, and couldn't think, couldn't breath, couldn't comprehend. His best friend, his lover, his soulmate, the one, dying, dying from a muggle disease that had no cure and couldn't be reversed. He couldn't lose Tyler, he just couldn't.

Something hot slid down his face, and he realized he was crying too. His boyfriend was dying. He was only eighteen. They were meant to grow old together and have kids and a dog and a white picket fence in front of their house and a porch swing and all that bullshit that was a sign of a happy life, but really they were happy with or without it, and he became aware that he was saying all that aloud when Tyler pulled him into a hug and after that it was a mess of sobs and tight hugs and i love you's and it was horrible, and he told Tyler he wished it were him who was dying, and he was so so honest when he said that, and his heart hurt so much and he was so overwhelmed that he didn't remember them falling asleep snuggled together, clutching each other tight, and in the morning when he awoke to find Tyler cold and not moving the morning, he cried again, hating himself for not being awake for Tyler's last moments.