Whoops!
Aiden Short
Lupin Cabin
Fireworks Show
Whoops!
A/N: Contains a little bit of mature content. Nothing really explicit, just something that might make some people a little uncomfortable. I don't know. Just thought I'd warn you.
His life was composed of a series of accidents. Starting way back from when his dad forgot use a condom the night he was conceived, all the way up to his biggest mistake yet. Everything that made him who he was was just an accident, or a foolish mistake. He didn't mean for any of it to occur, just like he didn't mean to sleep with his older brother's slutty boyfriend. It just sort of happened.
It all started a week ago. Regulus was hanging outside his school, around back where no one ever went except to smoke. He was sitting with his back against the building, wallowing in self pity. He'd flunked his math test that morning, so he knew he'd hear it from his parents when he got home. Also he'd fallen into a rose bush on his way back here, cutting his palms and ripping his jeans. To top it all off, he'd lost his pack of cigarettes, so he couldn't even smoke away his problems!
Suddenly he heard giggling, and his brother turned the corner, dragging behind him his twinky little boyfriend.They stopped when they saw Regulus, his brother, Sirius, glaring at him and his boyfriend peeking out from behind Sirius.
"Get out of here Reg," Sirius growled his dark eyes full of warning.
"Fine," Regulus groaned as he hauled himself off the ground and brushed past them. Sirius' boyfriend gave Reg a secret wink as he left and he knew it didn't mean anything. It was just another accident the Universe directed at him.
(^-^)
It wasn't until a few days later in the week that things really started to go wrong. Regulus was lying on his back in his bed listening to music through the crappy speaker on his iPod. It was very quiet and made Regulus feel unsettled that any passersby could hear what he was listening to. But he had dropped his head phones in a puddle a few weeks before, so they were inoperable. Another unfortunate accident.
Sirius came barging into the room and flopped down on Regulus' bed as if he owned the place.
Regulus propped himself up on his elbows to glare at his brother. "Don't you have the decency to knock?"
"Nope!" Sirius gave him his award-winning cheeky smile and Regulus rolled his eyes. He took a moment to shut off his music, and then turned back to his brother, giving him an expectant look.
"So what do you want?"
"Me and the Marauders have a special plan for this Friday," Sirius smirked. "We need a look out."
"A special plan?" Regulus asked skeptically.
Sirius chuckled and ruffled Regulus' hair patronizingly. "You're on a need-to-know basis, Reg. So what do you say? You in?"
Regulus batted Sirius' hand away and looked at the ceiling as he thought about it. "Is it illegal?"
"When are the things I do not?" Sirius laughed throwing his head back and his long black hair bounced about.
He was apprehensive. This was surely going to end in a humungous accident, but when did things not go wrong when he was around? Might as well live life to the fullest and make the most out of any situation. So what if this night was sure to go down in flames. He would do his best to not let his brother down.
"I'm in!"
(^-^)
"Just stay here and keep watch, can you do that?" James asked getting Regulus situated at his look out post.
"Why do you even need me?" Regulus asked trying to get comfortable in the bush he was hiding in. "This street is like deserted!"
James shrugged nonchalantly. "The cops just got this big grant. They patrol this street regularly every night."
Regulus nodded in understanding. He'd read about the grant in the paper.
"So you remember the signal?" James asked fixing his wild bed head, only serving to make it messier.
"Yeah, I just have to text you if I see a cop drive by," Regulus replied snarkily. "It's not that hard of a thing to remember.
Winking and shooting him a double barrel, James took off to the old abandoned warehouse where the rest of the Marauder already waiting, to perform whatever dastardly deed they had planned this time.
Regulus settled down to keep watch. This wasn't too bad of a job. He was perfectly hidden so no matter what he wouldn't be caught, and the night air was comfortably warm. His spot was actually quite comfortable, he could fall asleep there. In fact he was feeling a little tired. Maybe he could rest his eyes for just a minute- No! He had to stay awake for Sirius! But his eyes were so heavy; he really needed to stop staying up so late. He felt like he was going to fall a-
Suddenly he woke up to loud sirens. Startled, he looked around wildly to find out where he was. Then he remembered. He was supposed to keep a watch out for the Marauders. But he'd fallen asleep. Good thing those sirens woke him- Sirens! Oh no the cops! He looked in the direction of the warehouse to see Sirius, James, and Peter, as well as two other scruffy looking guys, in handcuffs being led into cop cars. He saw Sirius glance over in his direction and they made eye contact. He could see the disappointment in Sirius' eyes, but his brother didn't rat him out. He just went quietly into the cop car.
Tears pricked Regulus' eyes when he realized what he'd done. He'd failed his brother. He'd fallen asleep by accident and let his brother get arrested! Their parents were going to kill Sirius and it was all Reg's fault.
He had to bail Sirius out, somehow.
(^-^)
The guilt was eating Regulus alive. It clawed away at his inside, ripping his stomach to shreds until there was nothing left. He'd been able to intercept the phone call from the police and he covered for Sirius the next morning. His parents didn't suspect a thing. But he only had twenty dollars and Sirius had forty. It wasn't nearly enough to bail him out of jail. He needed help from someone else.
Knock, knock.
Regulus stood waiting, his palms so sweaty they dripped onto his jeans leaving conspicuous wet spots. It seemed like an eternity before someone answered the door. He was probably totally wrong in coming here, but it was the only place he could think of.
"Hello, may I help you?"
Smiling nervously, Regulus looked up into the face of the devil himself. Sirius' little twink of a boyfriend leaned against the door frame innocently, but with a seductive smile across his sinful lips. He wore nothing but an oversized t-shirt that once belonged to Sirius and booty shorts. Looking down again, Regulus discovered that he'd also shaved his legs.
"Uh h-hi," Regulus stuttered out. "A-are you S-sirius Black's b-boyf-friend?"
"Remus," he batted his long eyelashes and brushed his longish, feathery tawny hair out of his big amber eyes. Regulus felt weak at the knees.
"I-I'm his b-b-brother, Regulus."
"Nice to meet you Regulus," Remus flirted. "Do you need something? Anything I can help you with?"
His voice was sweet like honey and Regulus could hardly think straight (no pun intended). "Uh no, I mean yes, I mean, Sirius needs some help."
"What did he do this time?" Remus raised a delicate eyebrow.
"He's in prison."
Remus pouted, which was somehow even sexier than his smile. "Oh of course he is! I'm so sick of that boy, always getting into trouble! I've had it up to here!" he placed one hand on his jutted out hip and the other he held up to his eye level in form of measurement, which ended up not being very high compared to the rest of the world because he was so short. He glared at Regulus suspiciously. "I expect you need me to bail him out?"
"Please" Regulus begged. "It's my fault he got in, I was supposed to be lookout but I fell asleep. I don't have enough money to bail him out. His bail is a hundred and I only have sixty. I just need forty. I'll pay you back, I promise! Please?"
"Well, if it's for you," Remus flicked his hair back again. "Come on in and stay a while. The parents are out and I need a little company."
Regulus stepped into the house and was immediately uncomfortable. It was as delicate and cute as Remus himself. Unfortunately it was also full of many fragile items, and seeing as Regulus was an accident waiting to happen, he tried to tread as lightly as he can.
Taking a seat on a velvety soft couch in the living room, Regulus felt extremely out of place. Remus pranced past him into the kitchen, hips swaying. His pretty voice called out from the other room, "Would you like a beer Reg?"
"Sure," Regulus coughed.
They sat together on the velvet couch, drinking beer after beer until they were properly drunk, laughing and talking the whole time. Somehow they ended up kissing, Regulus wasn't sure exactly how. It was all tongue and teeth, and Remus was straddling his lap and pulling at his hair, and he had his hands on Remus' waist, then rubbing down his thighs, then cupping his ass. Remus had such a wonderful body, curvy and small like a woman's, yet still muscular and strong like a man's. Remus grinded down on Regulus' lap and it felt so, so good. There was a little voice in the back of his mind, warning him that this was not a good idea, but he ignored it. And the rest was history.
(^-^)
They were lying together in Remus' bed, naked and smoking. Regulus lay on his back with the covers pulled up to his navel. Remus was on his stomach with his feet in the air, the sheets just across his bum. He traced patterns on Regulus' chest, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. The air was cloudy with cigarette smoke and smelled of the sickly sweet fags and sex.
All that Regulus' could think at the moment though, was what have I just done? Not only had he gotten his brother arrested, but then he went and slept with his boyfriend. What kind of a person even was he? A mantra of stupid, stupid, stupid played through his head and he felt as though he could puke from the guilt eating away at his insides.
Remus seemed completely unconcerned with the whole affair and smiled seductively at Reg, reaching up to remove the cigarette from his mouth to blow the smoke from his lungs. "That was really good Reg. We'll have to hook up again sometime."
The little twink untangled himself from the blankets and slid off the bed, placing his cigarette in an ash tray and beginning to dress himself. Regulus just stared up at the ceiling, cursing the universe for all it was worth. His whole life was just one big accident, nothing he did purposely, it just happened that way.