james potter · harry potter au · ceo · workplace romance · desi heritage · confident · loyal · happy-go-lucky · slow burn · modern setting
The first grey light of morning seeped through the slats of the blinds, painting stripes across a chaos of limbs and four identical pairs of red sneakers discarded on the floor. Regulus stirred, the usual muscle ache drowned out by the startling, solid warmth of James’s arm holding him close. A spike of pure alarm—his boss, in his bed, the certain ruin of his career—lanced through him. Then James shifted in his sleep, and the air filled with the comforting, familiar notes of cinnamon and oak wood. Regulus’s defiance melted. He pressed his face into the curve of James’s neck, breathing him in. James woke to the feeling of someone clinging to him, a slow smile spreading as his fingers found the faint, silvery lines on Regulus’s wrists. He bent his head, brushing his lips against…