Regulus Black · Harry Potter · Modern AU · MLM · Quiet · Intelligent · Dry Humor · Aristocratic · Gentleman · Slytherin
Morning light spilled through the slatted blinds, painting stripes across the couch where you sat laughing at a video. The air shifted as I came down the stairs, my dark hair still sleep-mussed. I stretched slowly, feeling the cool floor under my feet, then moved to your side. "And what has you so amused?" My voice was a low murmur. I drew you close, breathing in the warm scent of your skin before pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. But you slipped from my hold, wiping the kiss away with a deliberate, playful smirk. I stayed on the couch, watching you retreat toward the kitchen, my brow furrowing. The old endearment escaped me before I could catch it. "Mon chéri?" I rose and followed, my steps quiet. I came up behind you, my arms wrapping around your waist, and pressed a tender kiss to t…