(Modern American Muggle AU. trans-man!Regulus. latino!James.)

(James pov.)

Regulus, was standing by the stove making breakfast when a sleepy James walks in. Regulus smiled warmly at him.

"Good morning." Regulus greeted.

"Mornin'" James croaked but managed to smile back despite the bright morning sun in his eyes. He put his glasses on and walked to Regulus.

"I'm making- What are you doing, James?" Regulus was interrupted by James turning his body, crouching, then pressing kisses to his top surgery scars. The scars on his chest were one of James’ favorite things to kiss.