Chapter 3
Sirius realises it’s too soon, but he still wants to text Remus. He only got his number an hour ago; he is most likely still at work. Fuck it. Sirius is aware of how desperate he seems, but he doesn’t care. He kind of is desperate for Remus’ attention.
S: Do you want to hang out at some point?
S: You seemed too stunned in the café earlier to disagree, but if you don’t want to, that’s fine. I'll respect your wishes
S: This is Sirius btw
Now, he waits.
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Turns out waiting is definitely not his strong suit. It’s been twenty minutes, and he attempted to complete an assignment (which he quickly gave up on), then proceeded to mindlessly scroll on TikTok and even tried to draw...something. Simply put, he just couldn’t focus. Couldn’t stop thinking about Remus. What if he was just confused earlier about what was happening between him and Emmie, and actually doesn’t want to see Sirius outside of him being a paying customer? What if he doesn’t like Sirius at all? Is he even into guys? Or single? Someone as gorgeous as Remusis definitely not single.
Sirius’ heart leaps to the back of his throat at the sound of his phone buzzing. He flung his phone on his bed after he kept repeatedly checking his empty messages and is now frantically searching for it.
Your friend keeps talking to me about you. About how amazing she thinks you are. I think she wants me to ask you out.
Thank you, Emmeline.
S: Do you want to ask me out?
I'm not looking for a relationship, if that’s what you want.
S: I’ll be happy with anything you give me
Wow, desperate.
S: Of course I am when you look like that
Like what?
S: Like I could eat you
Shit. Fuck. Why did he just send that? Almost as soon as he sends the message, Sirius deletes it.
I saw that, before you deleted it.
S: Saw what?
I don’t think gaslighting me would help here.
Besides, I also have the urge to just bite you. Not even in a sensual way, just bite as hard as I can.
Sirius can't help but laugh boisterously at that. Maybe he has finally met someone who can match his somewhat animalistic nature. That’s what he's been told he’s like in the bedroom anyways.
S: I don’t know many people who would just openly and shamelessly admit that
Why would I be ashamed of what I want? I’ve spent too long pretending I don’t feel certain ways or want certain things.
S: And what do you want?
I want tohang out with you when I'm not being paid to be polite to you.
S: Are you still at work? When does your shift end?
2 pm
S: Meet you then?
S: Just to hang out, obviously. No pressure.
I’d like that, Sirius.
Sirius flops onto his bed, screaming into his pillow. He’s going on a date (is it a date?) with Remus! With the hot fucking barista. Oh fuck, he's got to get ready. He’s only got a few hours till he has to leave for his date with Remus. This is unbelievable. What are they going to do? It’ll be impossible to plan something this short notice.
Sirius is overreacting. They’re just going to hang out. They will get coffee or something. Just talk. Fantasise about Remus pinning Sirius against...
And he is being too much, as always. Just calm down. Everything will be okay. Everything will work out for the best, even if Remus rejects him. It was not meant to be, that’s all. But hopefully he doesn’t turn down Sirius.