James sighed and ran his hand through his hair as he listened to remus blabber on about the case they'd been assigned in that monotone voice of his. It was late morning and the sun shone brightly through the large foreboding windows of the hospitals entrance, though james already felt like he could do with a nap. God, being a doctor was exhausting.

James was just about to drop dead into sleep until he heard remus sigh and push a cup of coffee towards his friend and fellow doctor. "You need to wake up, it's only morning for God's sake." Remus chastised gently, though a smirk twitched his lips as he watched in amusement as james was now slumped against the harshly white painted desk, practically smothering the mountains of papers that spilled like a sea on the table.

James was a bloody good doctor, he'd made a name for himself, and he loved his job really he did. But having a name landed him with some... interesting patients, to put it nicely. Half the tim, james wanted to shake them to their senses. And he would! If he wasn't so nice and it wasn't considered medical malpractice.

James was about to complain to remus once again before the large glass doors to the hospital swung open and snatched his attention. His gaze landed immediately on the shorter man with pale skin and grey eyes and then the smaller toddler that clutched his hand gladly with an excited smile on his face. James was up in a second with a grin that split his face in two. Remus watched and rolled his eye. You wouldn't havethoughth the man was on the brink of sleep moments before.

James rushed towards the two with outstretched arms, his doctors coat billowing behind him, and the lightning mcqueen croccs harry had bought him for father's day that james insisted he wore every day squeaking on the pristine tiles.

"Reg! What are you doing here?" James asks as he presses a kiss to regulus' face, earning him an eyeroll that was ultimately fond and a small push back from regulus. "Harry wanted to see you." Regulus explains like he secretly didn't want to see his husband as well. Regulus watched with fond eyes as james was on his knees in a second, tugging their four year old son, Harry, into his chest. "You wanted to see me, hm?" James grins, squeezing the toddler gently against his chest, though Harry scrunched up his nose and giggled.

"Dada! You stink like hospitals" He complained in his little innocent voice, to which james grinned harder and pressed kisses over Harry's little chubby cheeks.