Emotion/Feeling: Nervous
Pairing: Barty/Regulus
Rating: K
Word Count: 460
Nervous
Regulus was sitting alone on the floor, in the corner of the Slytherin common room. He was curled up, with his arms wrapped tightly around himself in an attempt to shield himself from the cold that emanated from the stone walls of the dungeons during the winter months. It was three o'clock in the morning, which is why Regulus found it odd when he heard footsteps. He looked up and smiled when he realised that the person approaching was his best friend, Barty.
"What are you doing up so late?" Regulus asked, as Barty dropped down onto the floor next to him.
"Could ask you the same question," Barty smiled. "I actually came to talk to you."
Regulus wondered what it could be about. It was three o'clock in the morning! Whatever it was, he decided it was probably important. "What's up?" he asked.
Barty fidgeted a little and then smiled sheepishly at Regulus. "I kind of don't want to say it now."
Regulus rolled his eyes at his friend. "Come on, you've got this far. You can do it."
Barty nodded and let out a deep breath. Regulus could tell that his friend was very nervous, and it pained him a little. Barty needn't be nervous around him.
"I'm gay too," Barty said quickly in a low mumble. Regulus was surprised at this revelation.
"You are?" he asked.
"Yes. I mean, I only figured it out recently."
Regulus smiled. "That's… actually really great, so now I'll have someone I can talk to who understands."
Barty grinned at him, and then cocked his head to the side in interest. "Out of curiosity, what's it like kissing a guy?"
"Well," Regulus said, thinking. "I've only kissed two guys. Hufflepuffs," he mumbled quietly, waiting for Barty's judgement, but none came. "They're the only two gay people I know in the school, so…"
Barty raised his eyebrows and then smirked. "I bet kissing a Slytherin would be a lot better."
"Yeah?" Regulus replied, laughing a little. "Good luck finding one."
Regulus watched as Barty rolled his eyes at him. "You're an idiot, Reg."
"Why?"
"Because I've already found a hot Slytherin guy I'd like to kiss," Barty murmured softly, leaning a little closer. Regulus swallowed hard, the sudden realisation hitting him like a bludger. Barty couldn't be talking about Regulus, could he? They were best friends. Regulus wasn't even sure he liked him in that way.
But then, he thought suddenly, there were times when Regulus had fantasised about Barty. There were certain dreams that he'd shoved to the back of his mind.
It was now Regulus's turn to be nervous.
"Oh yeah?" Regulus said in barely a whisper, his eyes burning into Barty's. "Who's that?"
Barty answered his question with a kiss.
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