Chapter 24
If Sirius loves anything in the world, it's lazy mornings. The ones where he doesn't have to rush and shove his breakfast down his throat because he's already late. The ones where he can ask Remus for five more minutes and he'll agree without complaint.
He loves waking up knowing he can take his time to get out of bed. He loves cuddling up to Remus and kissing him softly behind his ear, on his eyebrows, on the tip of his nose.
He loves taking a long, hot shower and walking into the kitchen to find his boyfriend with two cups of steaming tea and The Prophet in his hands. He loves stealing a kiss as he walks by and feeling his morning stubble against his skin.
It's on these mornings Sirius can enjoy his life to the fullest. He's grateful for every moment he gets to spend with Remus Lupin, but this is just different.
"Eggs, love?"
Sirius smiles behind his cup of tea and nods. As Remus puts butter in a pan and starts whisking the eggs, he walks up behind him and wraps his arms around his waist. He presses an ear to his back and listens as he hums along to the radio.
Yeah... He decides. Slow mornings are the best thing in the world.