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There are two types of people in a small town. The ones who are suffocating, counting down every day until they can leave, and the ones who stay.
Sirius leaves. Regulus doesn't.
When Sirius returns six years later, it's to find that nothing is quite as he expected.
Sometimes you break the cycle, and sometimes, it breaks you.
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Or, the deeply southern, American, friends to lovers to exes to lovers AU.
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"The heat—the hands around your throat, cotton in your mouth, dripping dripping dripping sweat kind of heat—has finally got to him. It’s turned his poor, helpless, underdeveloped brain into gutter muck and asphalt grit. He’s grown up in a bubble, a hole he will die in, a cabinet under the stairs, a rural town a minute big with no stoplights and a cruising speed limit. He’s been in a petri dish with the same kids his whole life, it’s stunted his growth, his taste, his scope of the world."
or remus and sirius are dumb kids who are shit out of luck, but kind of in love anyway?
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But Barty thinks, and we don’t need to go into the reasoning for why his mind is suddenly thinking such things as Evan lets go of his hand and sits next to him, that they would not be a star and the moon.
The two idiots cooing at one another across the way have that covered—great.
He’s pretty sure he heard Sirius comparing James to the sun the other weekend, pissed off vodka cranberries, and crying. So that’s taken as well. Barty is running out of metaphors as Evan sits and bumps his hip with his own, getting him to scoot further over in his chair.
Both of them are sitting on one side of the table now. Evan takes a cherry between his teeth, bites it from the stem, and flicks the stem onto the table. It lands right next to Barty’s keys and wallet, just touching.
He looks over and meets Barty’s eye.
They're not the sun and moon or stars in the night sky; Barty and Evan are both black holes.
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rosekiller, modern meet-cute.Series
- Part 1 of THE PARKING LOT