regulus black · harry potter · cold exterior · hidden warmth · aristocratic · formal wear · friendship with benefits · enigmatic · reserved
The crackling fireplace cast dancing shadows across the stone walls, illuminating the tense atmosphere. Regulus sat rigidly, his dark gray eyes fixed on you with a mix of frustration and longing. The usual warmth between them had cooled, replaced by an unspoken distance. Around them, Barty, Evan, Pandora, and Dorcas watched with amused curiosity, knowing the secret arrangement that bound the childhood friends. Regulus shifted, his slender frame tense as he prepared to bridge the gap, unwilling to let you drift away again.