innocent scars

“Sorry, I just- well, you fell asleep and the library closes soon so…” Serius points at the clock hanging above the door. “Sorry, hi, I’m Serius.”The boy seems like he has to process the words, blinking himself awake. “Oh, uhm, thanks,” he mumbles, still not fully awake. “I’m Remus."“Where’s your dorm?” Sirius asks when he stands up. He can look at Remus’ face better now, he takes note of the brown eyes with a fade spark and the deep blue eyebags that accompany them.“Uhm, well, I don’t really have- uhm,” Remus stutters, eyes stuck to his hands. “I don’t really have a dorm, yeah.”...moony's pick-up line is passing out, sirius is a sucker for messy curls and ink-stained fingers

hi and welcome to an another fic! we've got it all, wolfstar, jigulus, angst, fluff, fluff and more fluff. tags will be edited as we go on. this is my first time writing marauders, but i hope ya'll will enjoy it nevertheless.it's not set in a specific time, they do have phones but everything else is kind of dead poets coded to be honest. anyways, just enjoy the dark academia and don't question the phones (it's for the story)please comment any ideas and suggestions!