the talk
Sirius walks into the kitchen and and sits on a barstool in front of the island.
"What are you cooking?" Sirius asks.
"Cheese toastie." Remus replies, putting the sandwich on a plate and sliding the plate in front of Sirius. Sirius grins and immediately digs into the sandwich. He nods in approval.
"This is brilliant. Didn't know you could cook, Moons!"
"It's bread and cheese, Black." Remus says with a wide smile. Sirius chuckles a bit before going straight faced.
"Yknow I didn't do it, right?" Sirius says in a sirius tone.
"Excuse me..?"
"Halloween. It wasn't me."
"I know. It wasn't me either."
"I know."
"Good."
"Fantastic."
Sirius clears his throat to change the subject. "Where's your.... 'friend'?"
"I asked him to step out the flat. He will be back in a few, I reckon."
"Ah. I'm so glad to be back."
Remus just nods silently. He doesn't say anything, he just stares at Sirius, slight subconscious smirk on his face.
"What..?" Sirius says with an awkward chuckle.
"You've got cheese on your face, you prat."
Sirius' smile got bigger as he tried to lick the cheese off, but wasn't successful. Remus chuckles and shakes his head as he reaches over, wiping the cheese off with his thumb. After a few seconds of eye contact, Remus leans in and presses his lips on Sirius'. Sirius doesn't question it and kisses back.
As they were kissing, that's when Grant walks back into the flat. "What the fuck?!" he calls out.
In a blink of an eye, Remus pulls away.
"Grant, I-" Remus starts, but before he can explain, Grant slams the door shut behind him. Remus groans and follows him out. Once Remus is out the flat, Sirius sighs and puts his head in his hands.