TL

regulus and sirius black don’t agree on many things, but they both seem convinced that you’re the one. loosely inspired by the summer I turned pretty, set across a sun-drenched, high-stakes coastal summer at the Black family estate. sirius (jeremiah-coded) is golden, flirty, and intoxicatingly easy to fall for. freshly graduated and riding the high of total freedom, he pulls you into sun-bleached afternoons, reckless midnight swims, and warm, uninhibited affection that feels like an endless celebration. regulus (conrad-coded) is the quiet, brooding undertow. Heading into his final year, he hides years of silent, agonizing devotion behind razor-sharp walls, cigarette smoke, and aristocratic detachment—worshiping you from the sidelines while torturing himself rather than standing in his brother’s way. between chaotic beach bonfires, volatile house parties, and the friction between the Marauders and the slytherins, you are caught in the center of an unspoken rivalry. one offers the easy warmth of the sun; the other is a slow, consuming current in the dark. you can only choose one—and either way, the summer won't survive the fall.