He's so pretty. James' eyes were fixated on him as he admired from the crowd of students, watching as a performance was presented to them whilst they ate.

Yet James couldn't really eat, not when he was so distracted by him. He could hear Sirius beside him, quietly whispering about how proud he was of his cousin for getting over his stage fright and finally doing what he wanted.

His heart ached. Cousin.

Sirius was quite protective over his younger brother, much less his younger cousin— who currently held the heart of the bespectacled boy that he called his best friend. James had outed himself as bisexual ever since Sirius came out to him— as to which, both of them had began to set ground rules for each other and one of Sirius' was that his brother was off limits. Good thing he didn't say anything about his cousin, eh?

James could only smirk smugly to himself in realization, finding a loop hole to his predicament— one of which he had for quite a while now, Seven consecutive years to be more precise.

His hazel eyes were fond as he continues to watch the performance of his beloved boy on the stage, his chest burning in pride and awe; maybe even more than Sirius'.