“Good morning” James chirps with his too happy smile and tone as he makes coffee and pancakes like they’re some domestic thing.

They’re not. For the record. they’re just two people who sleep together and that’s it. No kisses, no smiles, just sex and that’s it. At least that’s what Regulus does. James on the other hand treats this like him and Regulus are couple of the year.

With his stupid glasses, and his dumb tattoos, and you definitely can’t forget the company he owns. Just- a terrible person, right?

That’s what regulus tells himself all the time- that this is simply just a fling and he’s not falling in love. But then he look at James and his dumb face and he’s whipped.

He’s pulled out of his fantasies by the sound of the coffee machine whirring to a stop as James pours a mug and slides it to Regulus. Black. Just how he likes it.