Fragmented You
Fragment 7
Blug Challenge - Getting Drunk
"You see," says Regulus, his world tilting at the edge of his vision, "you see …" He's lost his point. He stares blankly at Remus before furrowing his brow, trying to regain his train of thought.
Remus gives him a small smile, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder. "It's all right, I understand."
"No ya'don't." The last words slur as the world blurs a bit. Regulus lets himself fall back on the couch, his back arching over a pillow as his head rests on the arm. "No you don't," he says again, softer this time, sounding completely sober for one melancholy moment. And Remus doesn't understand, because if he did, wouldn't he hug Regulus now, wouldn't he kiss him and hold him and tell him it'll all be all right?
"You need to rest." Ah, the voice of reason. Remus vanishes the empty bottles of Firewhisky and gets off the couch, looking back down at Regulus for a second. "Is there anything you need?"
Regulus stares at him, charcoal eyes despairing as he mumbles "you."
Remus lowers his gaze and ignores the admittance. "I'll just be in the other room. Get some rest. You'll feel better."
Only Regulus knows he won't feel better as long as Remus doesn't love him.