philophobia-the fear of falling in love
or becoming emotionally connected
to someone...
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This is a story you've heard before, passed down through generations, about a young girl and a young boy who utterly despise each other.
Then, somehow, t...
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cxxi||june 30, 1980
The thirtieth of June is what Maria has been dreading for the past five days. She doesn't want it to be her birthday because she doesn't want to have to grow up and be an adult. Sure, technically, they are already but nobody expects two eighteen year olds to really play by the rules of adulthood.
Five days prior, on Regulus' birthday, the rest of the marauders had finally found out that the pair are a pair again. Regulus was terrified that James would threaten him and tell him he will torture him if he ever breaks her heart again, but he simply shrugged. He told them it was inevitable, and that fighting Regulus wouldn't prevent what was meant to happen — them.
Lily had smiled and seemed extremely proud of James' mature response, whilst Maria, Peter, Remus and Sirius simply stared at the messy haired Potter in disbelief. James had told them it was time for him to 'become a real adult' because he and Lily's child will be arriving any time in the next two months.
Regulus is the first to wake to the summer sunlight gleaming through the thin drapes that are barely shielding the bedroom from the harsh sunlight outside. His grey eyes squint at the sudden light and he can feel Maria's chest rise and fall heavily as she sighs deeply in her sleep, rolling over away from him making him grumble.
"Ria." He mumbles in a whining voice, letting his head fall back against the pillow. "Ria." He drags out the 'Ah' sound at the end of her name making her stir in her slumber. "Maria. Sweetheart, wake up." He groans and she squeezes her eyes shut, sniffling further into the mattress.
Regulus huffs, rolling his eyes and gently trailing his fingers up her bare arm. She shivers slightly at the prickling chin that shoots up her arm and to the back of her neck.
"Happy birthday." He mutters and she merely grumbles incoherently making him smile as he presses his lips against the skin on her skin making her back arch away from his lips involuntarily. She relaxes and allows him to pepper kisses up her spine, pausing for a moment between her shoulder blades before he moves to kiss up her shoulder.
"You're sweet sometimes, you know." Maria murmurs, just barely opening her eyes and allowing him to press a kiss on her cheek before she rolls over to face him.
"Sometimes?"
Maria hums, nodding and he rolls his eyes.
"You gonna let me kiss you?"
"No way." Maria laughs, shaking her head and strolling towards the bathroom where Regulus begrudgingly follows and they brush their teeth.
"May I kiss you now?" Regulus grins after rinsing his toothbrush and she sighs, looking up at the taller boy.
"Possibly." Maria says and he grins, taking her chin gently between his finger and thumb, sipping his head down to press his lips firmly against hers.
Regulus feels her tug at the waistband of his boxers, pulling him out of the bathroom and Maria giggles childishly when Regulus stumbles over the corner of the rug. He glares at her.
