toujours_impur: (drinking)
Sirius was in a pretty good mood. He had suggested they go down to the pub for dinner tonight, and had offered to buy the first round while Remus found them somewhere to sit, which is why he went directly to the bar to grab a pair of pints. To no one's surprise, however, he got distracted from his mission by the incredibly fit bloke sitting at the bar. He looked the man over from head to toe and gave him a warm, inviting smile out of sheer habit. He wasn't going to pull while he was out with Remus, honest. ...Not again anyway. Probably. Possibly. Hell, Moony would understand if he did, right?

Date: 2016-07-30 10:46 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (the first rule of fight club)
Remus had been really quite comfortable where he was. But Remus was a man of iron control and placid facade, so only people who knew him very well would have been able to tell that his one-armed hug in response was not as tight as Hex', or to understand the rather raised single eyebrow as Hex leaned in for the kiss.

However brief and casual, Remus wasn't casual in return: that eyebrow was still poised and demanding as he pulled back from the kiss as quickly as he could, something almost like bemusement on his face that didn't quite bleed into actual offence. The bloke had dumped him for the other bloke he'd been in love with while they were dating, and now he kissed Remus in bars? 21st century people were weird.

Or maybe it was just Hex.

Without having to see, Remus knew that Sirius would be steaming, and so disentangled himself politely enough, keeping his features affable, and laid a hand on Sirius' shoulder - again, as some instinctive combination of reassurance and warning. He didn't want Sirius to lay the first punch. "...Well, seeing as Sirius here has already got our drinks," Remus explained, perfectly affable, "we should probably be heading back to our table. But it was nice to see you again. C'mon, Sirius." He was already turning to go.

Date: 2016-07-31 12:43 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] just_hex
just_hex: (Default)

Hex sized up the situation, but fast. Remus was uncomfortable and perturbed. Sirius was bloody jealous and angry. Hex knew he'd overstepped.

"Oh, I see," he said softly. "I'm sorry. I thought you two were just mates. I didn't realize you were together. I'm sorry."

To him it was clear as day. They were so much more than mates, that much was obvious. Never mind that Sirius had been pulling him, and willingly. It wasn't Hex's place to pass judgment on what sort of relationship they had. Maybe it was open, though it didn't seem to him to be that way. Not at all.

Date: 2016-07-31 02:26 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (popped collar wide eyed wonder)
Well, there wasn't any way he could control this, could he? Best thing to was to just clean up the mess as best he could.

"...We're not together," Remus murmured, feeling spent all of a sudden, and too drained to be anything but honest. "But we might be, one day," he agreed, looking at Sirius with a sort of wistful longing, and tugging gently at Sirius' arm. "Come along." he said to his sort-of-better-than-friend, firm but not mean about it, even if his tone was enough to make a first year feel very guilty. "Thank you, Hex."

Date: 2016-08-01 09:17 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (chunky jumper)
"We should probably finish our drinks and head home, eh?" Remus said after they'd sat down, with a certain comfort in his tone despite the briskness. He reached over and patted Sirius on the back of the hand, trying to reassure him. Merlin only knew what he thought.

"...Sorry about that," Remus started, before shaking his head. He wasn't entirely sure what he was sorry for. "He can be a bit of a pillock. Thick head." Taking a deep breath, he made himself look in Sirius' eyes, and smiled. "Not nearly as pretty as yours, Pads."

Date: 2016-08-01 09:40 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (popped collar wide eyed wonder)
Remus kept his eyes trained on Sirius, aware of every flush and every avoidant movement. His friend - his best friend - was more than jittery, acutely self-conscious, but it didn't seem to bode that Pads was on one of his downwards swings.

"...Leave your drink," he suggested, but it was at least half of an instruction. "Let's head home. I don't know about you, but I don't feel much like a drink now." Remus was already getting up out of his chair, all gangly, easy movement, determined to give Sirius a cue to make him follow as he bundled himself out onto the street.

Date: 2016-08-01 10:13 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (Default)
Oh, that was wonderful, really. Most important conversation and Sirius was avoiding it. If Remus wasn't too busy lost in thought, he might have snorted in response.

"Yes. Yes it was," he replied, chewing thoughtfully on the inside of his cheek. What to say, what to say?

"You do know I'd cut off my right arm rather than hurt you, don't you Pads?" Remus sounded vaguely curious as he asked it, eyes piercing as he glanced across to the man striding down the street next to him. "Because I would, you know. Up to the elbow at least."

Date: 2016-08-01 10:20 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (Default)
"And you know I've survived you thus far, yeah?" Remus flashed him a brief grin, making the other half of the argument. Mind like a steel trap and all. "Bodes well for the future. I mean, I'm not, y'know, exactly a wilting flower."

Date: 2016-08-01 10:36 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (Default)
Oh, for fuck's sake. Remus bit back the bark of rueful laughter, and his own frustration - at himself, mostly, for being such a complete berk that he didn't see what was right in front of his face - made him grab for Sirius' hand and hold it in his own.

"Mates don't do this," he pointed out quietly. "Mates don't get jealous, and Merlin knows I've been catty enough about some of your conquests. Mates..."

He trailed off with a sigh, and squeezed Sirius' hand. "This is the only thing that makes sense. Of either of us. Of both of us, and it just us now. You can tell me I've read this completely wrong, but I would like to ask you out." He paused, and dropped Sirius' hand to reach up and snake his arm around Sirius' shoulders, bringing him in to murmur close and loving in the other man's ear. "Will you please be my date, Sirius Black?"

Date: 2016-08-02 02:39 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (Default)
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."

Date: 2016-08-02 10:37 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (Default)
Remus felt the tremble as much as he heard it, but he only chuckled fondly in response. "...Yes, of course." Sirius would probably want a drink and he wouldn't mind a cuppa himself.

"Do you want to Apparate home, then?" He asked quietly. They did still have a tube station to get to, a train to catch...the Ministry might have put them up in one of the newest parts of London, but Canary Wharf wasn't the most accessible - but then London in some ways always was and would be a maze.

Date: 2016-08-13 08:53 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (all the freckles)
Remus had already seen one, and so motioned Sirius in the right direction, before ducking into the alleyway first. It was a dirty mess, bins overfilling and a skip that was plastered with graffiti. London in the 1970s hadn't exactly been clean, but in this era it felt more like no-one could be bothered.

"If there was an award for apparating, you'd probably win that too," Remus muttered with some warmth as Sirius joined him, pulling out his wand. While apparating and strong emotion was not exactly an advisable mix, Remus honestly couldn't think of a moment where Sirius hadn't combined magic with strong emotion, even if it was often joy or simple competitive need. Besides, the last thing Sirius needed was to have Remus be a total worry wart and knock him off his stride. "Think you can beat me home?"

And then he was gone in a blink and a grin.

Date: 2016-08-13 10:57 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (Default)
"There's ice in the freezer!" Remus called at hearing the crack of apparation, already having undone his jacket and draped it over the classic leather armchair. Adjusting his shirt sleeves, he glanced about the living room. Remus had figured Sirius would be mucking about in the kitchen to fix a drink. Knowing what the other was doing went both ways.

"...Actually, get me one too, would you please?" Remus' own desire for alcohol was more celebration than wake, but it seemed like a good idea.

He ended up on the couch, legs spread a little, arms out along the back. If Sirius wanted to sit next to him, he could; if Sirius was too uncomfortable at the prospect, he could have the armchair: he could pace about on the rug: he could lie on the bloody carpet for all Remus cared.

Date: 2016-08-13 11:29 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
wandandawolf: (big mouth)
"Thank you, m'dear," Remus said, almost automatic in the endearment before it hit him, again, what he'd been saying all those years. What he'd been admitting. And it made him smile a little, even if - from a simple glance at Sirius - this would not be the easiest of conversations.

Taking a far smaller sip, he then sat the drink down on the floor and pulled off his shoes. They might as well both be comfortable. "So. You're scared, aren't you?" he murmured quietly, trying to tease Sirius out a little.

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