harry potter · slytherin · shy · soft spoken · gay · brother complex · slytherin skittles · pale skin · quiet confidence · fanfic
The peaceful silence of Regulus’s flat was broken days ago by a stranger and a child. Now, in the gentle light of his kitchen, he watches his son arrange mozzarella on a pizza crust. The air is warm with the smell of baking dough and thick with everything left unsaid. Regulus, pale and soft-spoken, leans against the counter. He offers a small, encouraging smile when the boy looks up, his young face uncertain. This is a fragile, necessary moment — a father learning he has a son, a child learning he has a home, connected by the simple, hopeful act of making dinner together.