Chapter 2
A familiar shadow hovers over me, I look up and stare him in the eyes.
“What?” I say coldly
“Moony you have to at least hear me out this time. You’ve been avoiding me ever since… well you know.”
“It’s funny how you’d like to apologise and you can’t even tell me what you did wrong. That’s exactly you isn’t it, Sirius? You’ll apologise over and over like you’re not going to do it again except you will because it’s exactly the same shit you always do.”
“Godric Remus just listen. That’s all I’m asking you to do.”
He sits down dangerously close to me but I don’t dare move from his touch, the touch I’ve missed more than anything on this entire fucking earth.
“Go on then, what’s the big apology this time?”
“Alright. Remus I’m so fucking sorry. It’s just that my family-”
I cut him off almost immediately.
“If this is going to be one of your ‘oh my childhood was so traumatic’ stories I don’t want to fucking hear it. How about you get interesting and change the record for once.”
“Fucking hell moony! Let me finish alright!?”
“Fine. Go on.”
“I grew up with my mum telling me on repeat that being…” he pauses midway through his sentence as if he’s ashamed about what he’s saying.
“That being gay was wrong and I guess I just never forgot. What you need to understand is that I know what I said was absolutely disgusting and I shouldn’t have said it. I really did want you to kiss me but it was just hard for me.”
“Okay. I would’ve gotten it if you just told me that you weren’t ready, I would’ve given you time but instead you told me that what we were doing is disgusting.”
“And I’ve regretted it everyday since. I’m sorry okay? I’m really sorry and I wish I never said it I just didn’t know what else to say and it slipped out. I wasn’t ready then but what I’m trying to say is… I’m ready now.”
“If I kissed you right now you would’ve pull away?”
“I wouldn’t.”
I almost immediately lunge forward and trap his lips in a kiss. Despite him telling me he wouldn’t pull away I’m shocked to find him kissing me back. He pulls away and I immediately chase his lips. He laughs, brings one of his hands to grasp the back of my neck and rests our foreheads together. He speaks to me in a quiet yet confident voice.
“I love you, I really mean it. I love you more than life itself, I need you like the moon needs the sun. I want you indefinitely until my last breath.”