Sirius was under a blanket on the sofa when Remus got home from work. Never a good sign. He didn’t need to look at his face to know that he was pouting.
“What’s happened?” He perched on the arm of the sofa, looking at Sirius upside down.
“Lames have bought a house,” Sirius muttered from under the blanket. Remus waited for him to continue. “In Godric’s Hollow!”
Remus digested this information, “And you’re grumpy because…”
“That’s so far away!” Sirius wriggled beneath the blanket. “We’ve always all lived in London since we graduated.”
“Pads, you’re a wizard. You can apparate or floo there in seconds. They could have bought a house in New Zealand and it would take you the same time to get there.” He chuckled.
“That’s not the point!” Right, he was at the point of being irrational. This called for desperate measures. Remus stood up, then eased himself on top of the blanket, wrapping his arms around Sirius. “Moons. The fuck?”
“You sounded like you needed a hug about it.” Remus said softly, “You worried that James is leaving you behind?”
“Shut up,” Sirius whispered. Remus rolled slightly to slide down the gap between Sirius and the back of the sofa.
“Can I come in?” Remus asked. Sirius huffed and lifted the blanket, allowing Remus to pull it over himself. Their legs tangled as they found themselves chest to chest. “Hi.”
“Alright, Moons?” Sirius tried to smile. “I know I’m being ridiculous.”
“Maybe you’re being a bit dramatic.” He paused, “But, it’s a big deal. They’re going to raise their kids in a house with a garden, where James can build them a treehouse and Lily can have a herb garden. I bet they’ll have a guest room for when you get too pissed to Apparate home, too. It’s going to be so good for them.”
“Well, now you just sound like them.” Sirius frowned. “Do you ever think about it? Buying a house with your wife, or husband, or whatever. In the future?”
“I don’t think I’ll ever get to have that,” Remus said lightly. “I’m always going to be missing two crucial parts of the plan, money and someone who’ll stick around when they find out I’m a werewolf.”
“Huh,” Sirius said.
“What?” Remus narrowed his eyes.
“Well… you don’t have money to buy a house, I do. You think nobody will stick around after finding out about your furry little problem,” Remus rolled his eyes, “I did. It’s been over a decade, and I’m still here.”
“What’s your point?” Remus said slowly, a strange feeling unfolding in his chest.
“Maybe we should buy a house.” Sirius had a content smile on his face as if this was the obvious answer to his problems.
“Not that I don’t love living with you, because I do. But how would that work when you bring blokes home, or inevitably date, or one day want to get married?” Remus chewed on his lip. He could taste blood.
“The thing is,” Sirius wanted to pull Remus’ lip from between his teeth just so he’d stop attacking it. “I don’t think I want that with anyone else. I think… No, I know. I only want that with… you.”
He said the last word so quietly that Remus almost convinced himself that he misheard. He stared at Sirius. “Me?”
Sirius nodded, “James and Lily are getting married in the summer.”
“Yeah, I’m Lily’s best man or whatever she’s calling it. I’m aware. What does—”
“It’s just made me think about things. Then when they dropped the bomb about them moving, it put it into focus even more.” He actually did pull Remus’ lip from between his teeth that time. “Stop. You’re bleeding.” He grabbed his wand from his back pocket and cast a wordless Episkey. Remus’ eyes darkened. “When I think about getting married, having kids, or buying a house… it's always with you, Moons.”
“That’s probably just because we live together now.” Remus fought the urge to start gnawing on his lip again. “You’re just—”
“No. I’m not.” Sirius looked at him, “Look. If you aren’t interested, that’s fine. Nothing needs to change, I’m not going to be a dick about it. But if there’s even the tiniest part of you that is—”
He was interrupted by Remus surging forward and kissing him. Their mouths moved together as Sirius pulled Remus closer, grasping his hip. Remus pushed his shoulder slightly and rolled them both so he was straddling Sirius’ thighs. He threw the blanket off them and looked down at him.
“Is that a yes?” Sirius asked breathlessly.
“A yes to what?” Remus’ left eyebrow raised slightly.
“Any of it. All of it.” Sirius grabbed Remus’ collar and pulled him back down for a searing kiss.
“Yes.” Remus whispered against his lips, “To all of it.”