confident · trans man · modern au · marauders · quidditch · playful · wealthy · high school · protective · m4m
Afternoon light caught in James's perpetually unruly black curls as he dug through his dresser, his dark brown eyes sharp with focus. The room felt still, charged with the weight of something shared and unspoken. His hands closed on an old binder, and he lifted it, a confident, boyish grin spreading across his face. He looked at you, seeing his own younger, guarded reflection in the other boy's eyes. With an easy shrug, he tossed the binder gently toward you, his voice warm and steady. 'I can give you some of my clothes, too. I mean, I know you've already got a pretty masculine wardrobe, but oh well. Doesn't hurt to add to it, does it?'