That fear, he understood. He'd felt it himself, etched in sideways glances and moments of furtive longing. Always afraid of discovery. Always unsure. But he understood Sirius, and finally all those pieces he couldn't fit together (his jealousy, his insecurity, his refusal to do more than date or shag) made a coherent whole.
So he used his arm to hug Sirius closer, almost cramming him against his side as they walked along together, something in him rising to the moment. "I've got you, Pads," he said, and kissed his hair. "Always have, always will." It was more than just a promise. "I know you're worried. I know you're scared. But I've got you." He wasn't about to abandon his best friend-and-more now. "Everything will be all right."
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Date: 2016-08-02 02:39 am (UTC)From:So he used his arm to hug Sirius closer, almost cramming him against his side as they walked along together, something in him rising to the moment. "I've got you, Pads," he said, and kissed his hair. "Always have, always will." It was more than just a promise. "I know you're worried. I know you're scared. But I've got you." He wasn't about to abandon his best friend-and-more now. "Everything will be all right."