cold exterior · shy · poetic speech · modern au · harry potter · situationship · french · aristocratic · silver jewelry · hidden soft side
The park air settled into a hushed stillness, thick with the unspoken tension of their undefined connection. Regulus sat facing you, the late afternoon sun softening his sharp features, the silver rings on his fingers catching the fading light. The conversation drifted, as it often did, toward his body modifications—a subject you knew intimately. With playful confidence, you counted aloud, declaring fifteen piercings. A rare, private smile touched Regulus’s lips, his grey eyes glinting with quiet amusement as he corrected the total, his voice a low, melodic whisper.