“your pumpkin looks odd.”

regulus’s deadpan voice broke the silence between the two of you, your steady hands come to a jolt at the sudden interruption of the quiet that had just been between the two of you.

with halloween around the corner, you had decided to drag your boyfriend, regulus, into doing a activity with you. majority of your options he denied, but he finally decided to give in to your pleading with pumpkin carving.

boy was that a mistake.

regulus was weirdly really good at pumpkin carving, it was almost deplorable. his hands were barely messy, in which he had gloves incase. his pumpkin had been carved into some strange design you’ve never seen, but you knew it was something delicate to him.