Manila
By Montley
Regulus stood in front of Barty, his cool, close breath touching the back of his neck as their Lord spoke. Regulus drifted back and forth from space, drifting towards Barty, wanting, no, needing to get closer to him, even if for the last time.
His arm swung slowly at his side, hoping that Barty would get the message. And he did as he carefully gripped Regulus' hand with a reassuring squeeze and a smirk, hoping that no one around would notice that Regulus was his and his only.
Barty drowned in the memories of Regulus' close, intoxicating kisses, the ones that traveled up his neck, leaving marks of his undiluted, burning love. Barty had never known what it was like to be close to another human before Regulus, who had filled the blackness in his heart.
Their Lord ended the meeting, and Regulus' relinquished Barty's hand, making him feel cold once more as they parted their ways.
Barty returned home, content and filled, while Regulus returned home, uneasy and unfulfilled as he wrote his last letter to his love before leaving to try to do the right thing, the thing that Barty would never understand. For even if he was the one that Barty loved most, he would always love his Lord as well.
A/N: I became really sad that I had to leave this as a drabble, sigh. I'm definitely going to be writing more with this pairing!