Pressure
If anyone was able to reveal both sides of Sirius, it was Remus.
When he's out with others, Sirius is the one laughing the loudest. Drinking the most, partying the hardest, the most extroverted.
But when he was with Remus, his calmer side's revealed.
When they're out with friends Remus can tell that Sirius is anxious, even though others don't notice.
His knee shaking, or gently tracing his wrist scars, fiddling with his rings. Remus always notices.
"You alright?" Remus asks when James and Peter turned to their own conversation at the pub.
Sirius nods. "Yeah! Don't worry Moony."
Remus just laughs at the nickname and nods his head. If Sirius said he was fine, he was fine.
Though when his knee started bouncing again and he starting messing with his earrings Remus gently put a hand on his thigh to calm him.
"Another round of shots?" James asks the group.
Sirius grins. "On me!"
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Later that night they were stood outside of their house, Remus trying to find his keys with a drunk Sirius on him.
"Here we go." Remus mumbles as he opens the house door to let him and his not very sober fiance in.
"So pretty Moony." Sirius says in the hallway looking Remus up and down. "So gorgeous." He mumbles.
Remus laughs and holds his hand as he guides them up to their bedroom. He walks into the bathroom signaling Sirius to follow him.
A small while later Remus had gotten them into bed successfully, and had just turned the lights off.
"I'm really sad Remus." Sirius says in the darkness.
Remus gets worried for a second, but remembers he's drunk and hopes it's not a big deal. "What's up love?" He says and turns towards Sirius.
A big sigh comes from Sirius. "I always have to be so perfect. They always expect me to be energetic, excited, and fun. But sometimes I'm just not."
Remus takes in what Sirius was saying, he had realised that in Sirius' behaviour.
"And that's okay love, I love your calm, caring, real side more than the one you have to pretend to be."
Another sigh comes from Sirius. Remus leans over to trace his hand over Sirius' chest to show he's listening.
"I'm not pretending, but sometimes there's so much pressure to always be happy and the want to party and be fun."
Remus nods, even though Sirius can't see him. "I understand, thank you for telling me. And I'm glad you don't feel that pressure when you're home at least."
Sirius rolls over to be closer to Remus, he takes the hint and gently wraps his arms around Sirius, giving him a soft kiss on the forehead.
"I never feel any pressure when I'm with you. I just get to be me, whoever that is."
Remus smiles and kisses him again. "I'm so glad to hear that."
And after that drunken conversation, it somehow stayed with Sirius.
He didn't always feel the pressure to be the extroverted friend anymore. He even decided to stay home on nights he didn't feel like going out.
Remus noticed the change, and Sirius seemed genuinely happy now.