heorot: (neutral ж uh-huh)
jaмes ж poттer ([personal profile] heorot) wrote 2013-04-15 03:46 pm (UTC)

action; boys no :c

[ He has to take a moment, there, just to stand. He hasn't lived through a scenario like this yet, where he can look at Sirius and really question why. And maybe that is his own fault, for blinding believing he knew his best mate well enough to guess his moves. His thoughts. Up until this point, though, he never really had to. So when he sees Sirius standing in front of him, with that almost guarded kind of look, he feels himself tense up just a bit more. Sirius seems maybe confused by James' expression, maybe something else, and James almost feels bad. Almost, until he remembers why he's here at all.

There's a pause, after Sirius' asks if he can come in, where it's not so much that he is thinking it over but rather he's weighing the outcomes. He can just say no, close the door and wait until he's a little more prepared for what's about to happen, or--

Who is he kidding here, really?

James nods, takes a step back and then just turns completely into his room, leaving Sirius to walk in on his own. To close the door behind him. James walks back in and turns, right before his bed, to face his friend with that same blank look he met him at the door with. Waits to see what he'll say, even if he's not sure he wants to hear it. Hell, he knows he doesn't want to hear it, but he figures he can at least try. ]

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