How we came to living together
Now the guys are in University. We livin the wonderful life of amphitheaters, cute boys with glasses and cardigans (to James that is gonna comment on it: Yes I know Remus is exactly like that but I’m not talking about him, I’m talking about the guy in my History of art) and freedom. A step before the real world.
Peter studies Computer Engineering with a full blown scholarship as i mentioned in the beginning. With dreams to go into programming later. Which i 100% believe that he will
James has a scholarship with the Rugby team of the University (of course he does) and also studies Physics. Why on earth? I don’t even know.
Remus is studying Literature and i couldn’t think of a fucking better study field for Remus, i think for him it’s like going to book club with how much he loves those books.
Anyway…
And I’m currently studying art. I was offered a scholarship in Rugby with James but that wasn’t really what I wanted. I thought a bit of studying music but I saw it more as a hobby. And then Art was suggested by Remus and I swear to God this man has the most amazing ideas I have ever heard anyone saying.
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We were staying together in the dorms the first year of college, but then James and Lily got even more serious and decided to move in on an apartment together. Peter wanted to say alone because “as much as i love you guys, i don’t think i can live another minute with either of you, so I’ll see you every friday at the Leaky Cauldron” so he got his own apartment downtown, with a new beautiful computer setup, that definitely didn’t fit in the old dorm room and i’m pretty sure that’s the reason he wanted to live alone but anyway.
That leaves me beautiful gorgeous Sirius and Remus.
To be honest I wasn’t really fond of the idea of staying alone, 16 years in an abusive household does that to you. I hated the quiet, it was too loud, staying alone with my thoughts. I hated going back to an apartment that was empty and none of the people I loved would wait for me, like I have gotten used to these past years. Hated. Hated. Hated it.
Remus on the other hand definitely couldn’t afford it. He wouldn’t have minded staying alone, although to be honest he also liked the presence of someone else in the house. And if that someone was Sirius well that definitely was a big plus.
And here is where our story actually starts…
“Oi, you gonna help me with these boxes, your Majesty?”
“James, calm your fucking tits, i’m coming. I’m moving things upstairs too, you know.”
“You are slow then” James whined exactly like a five year old would
“Well, I’m sorry i’m not mister Rugby over here with arms double my fucking head” said Sirius making poses that James usually does in front of his mirror.
“Then you could’ve rented a place with an elevator in it, you know”
“Oi, if you two don’t stop bickering, I will lock you both in that tiny broom closet in the entrance. Let’s see how you’ll like it then”
and with that Lily had them both Shut up in seconds
“Ehh… That’s a creepy closet indeed” Peter proclaimed.
They were moving Sirius’ and Remus' things up in the apartment and since, as James said, there was no elevator they got grumpy after a point. But the box Peter just brought up was the last one.
“I think we are all done lads, you want help with putting things in places?”
“No thanks Pete, I think me and Siri got it from here. Go rest. Lily you and James as well”
“Oh no need love, we can stay if you want we’re fine”
“YOU’re fine. My back is killing me” said James and the next thing that was heard was Lily smacking the back of his head
“You’re supposed to be an athlete.”
“Athlete not moving company. Sorry lads, i love you to bits, but if you need help call me tomorrow again. Tonight I think I will pass out.”
“It’s okay Lils. As i said we’re fine really. Me and Pads got it.”
“Right, your Majesty?” Remus asked with a smile
“Oh, fuck off.” Sirius flipped him off. “Yeah Lils don’t worry. Take your pathetic piece of a boyfriend and put him to bed before he sleeps on top of my canvases.”
“Okey loves, kisses, see you tomorrow. Pete, want a ride?”
“Oh yes please, thank you. Bye boys.”
“Byeeeee” Remus and Sirius said together as Remus closed the door.
“So… Sleeping on the floor tonight? What do you think?”
“I think my back would hate me for the rest of my life if I do that. I will set up my bed, if you are too tired you are welcome to sleep with me but only for tonight”
“Oh Moony, you are the love of my life. Have I ever said that to you before?” Sirius proclaimed in a dramatic way.
“Shut up, Pads. Come on, help me set up.”
The last week passed by unpacking everything. Sirius didn’t even know they had that much stuff, but when it turned out almost half of them were Remus’ book everything suddenly started making sense.
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“That’s what i blowed my back out caring??? You should be put in a mental hospital, you have a problem. Or better yet an detoxification center because you are obviously an addict. How many books do you even have?”
“Sirius stop being dramatic and count your freaking art supplies before talking”
“I study ART!!!” said in a dramatic way
“And I literature!” Remus responded making fun of him
“You too are fighting like a married couple, you know that?”
They both turned stunned
“Oh Pete didn’t realize you were still here.” Sirius said
“Why would that have made a difference to your bickering?”
“No. We always bicker, it’s our thing.”
“Anyway I ordered an uber. It's downstairs. I just wanted to say bye. It’s coming along quite nicely by the way”
“Thanks Pete. Text when you get home” Sirius kissed his cheek goodbye
and Remus hugged him
It came along quite nicely indeed. Their living room had a mustard corner couch against the wall. A lamp on it’s left side. A small circular coffee table in the middle,a tv right across it, a desk on the left corner for when either of them decided to do a favor on their back and not study on the floor or the couch or their beds… 2 windows on the left of the room, one right next to the desk and one right next to the couch and 3 small selves in between. A couple of plants, and some wall art made by your truly Sirius.
“Wanna watch a movie?” Remus asked
“Yeah, which one do you have in mind?”
“Since you’re the one that blew his back out caring my books, you choose.” Remus responded
“Okay” Sirius said quietly “How about… Clueless”
“God, you are so gay Sirius”
“I know, now shut up and let me see my friends to lovers”
They got comfortable on the couch Remus on the corner side face to the screen and feet in front of him and Siri layed feet on Remus’ lap and a blanket on top. At some point Remus started caressing Sirius' calves and even got up to his thighs, but that was their thing…
See Remus loved physical touch but you needed to make him feel comfortable in order for him to seek it out. They learned that in 5th year, the first time James hugged him and he actually hugged back.
James loved physical touch and you thought he might snog you at any given moment if he is too excited, which means Peter is used to it. He actually did kiss all of them at some point.
Sirius had difficulty with it because of his household so it’s been hard. He doesn’t like sudden bursts of physical touch (unless it’s James), he prefers if you are rather smooth with it, do it periodically. Which is what Remus is doing now.
Remus learned that in High School and he has always been oh so careful with his physical affection with Sirius, always giving to him in small action, calm, actions you wouldn’t notice if you didn’t pay attention. A hand on his lower back when he passes by. Holding his pinky in crowded rooms. Remus is a physical touch person and Sirius, being either not loved at all at home or excitedly loved by James and his enthusiastic display of affection, appreciates the quiet affection of Remus more than anything.
This is their thing, bickering all day or moving in sync unpacking boxes like they’ve done it a hundred times and then laying on the couch watching clueless. Remus and Sirius friendship is a special one to Sirius in ways he can’t explain. Yet.
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They’re now near the end of this semester and everything runs smoothly in the Black/Lupin apartment. He and Remus have made a new routine than the one they had with the other two boys back at the dorms. Sirius wakes up first because he needs to shower and wash his hair first thing in the morning and then let them dry on their own for them to look good, and he is not risking a bad hair day. He showers, puts his pajamas back on, because he doesn’t have class ‘till noon, and goes to make coffee. Their kitchen is small but cute. Beige Counters and sage green cupboards on either side and a small hall in the middle and at the end there is a window where light comes in the morning and makes everything look like you scatter golden dust on them. On the right side there was the fridge, the counter with the coffee maker, the toaster and above the cupboard with their collection of weird and cute cups. And on the left side was the actual kitchen with the oven and all their drawers with their cutlery, their plate cupboard and glasses cupboard…
Somewhere in the middle of making the coffee Remus drags himself off his room and into the kitchen. Drapes himself over Sirius' back, which makes Sirius very happy because he just got out of the shower and he always feels a little cold after no matter how hot the shower was, and Remus being there brings heat into his back.
“Goodmorning, little grandpa” Sirius says joyfully.
“Coffeeeee” Remus whines
“I’m in the middle of making it, just a moment please”
“Mmm..”
And Remus stays there draped over Sirius waiting for the coffee. Both standing up in front of the coffee machine. Could they’ve been sitting down? (As Peter suggested once) Yes. But first who would look if the coffee was made (Remus responded) and second who would keep Remus off of falling? (Sirius added with a bit of sarcasm). But it was their thing. In all honesty, they both loved this, it gave them the right amount of physical touch to get them going in their day and they both needed that.
“Moony, coffee’s ready. You up to moving yet?”
“Mmm”
Remus got off Sirius and got the cups from the top self, Sirius poured coffee and Remus got off making toast for the both of them.
“You heard about the virus spreading? Think we will be put in quarantine anytime soon as well?” Remus asked while making toast
“What? What made you say that? Did they say anything in the news last night?”
“No, I’m just wandering. I mean it would be the wisest to be honest.”
“Jesus, Remus. One thing at a time, please let me worry about the exam period first and then we’re talking about COVID.”
“It’s okay, my majesty, you’re gonna do great. You always do.”
It’s another thing Remus picked up after hearing James calling him that on moving day. “Your Majesty”. At first it was like a joke. “You know what, that could so much work, I mean you are a drama queen and you take care of that hair way too much and…” to be honest Sirius just stopped listening at that point because he just knew he ain’t getting out of it.
Now Remus throws it anytime he can, sometimes even as a pet name, how one would say “my love” Remus says “my majesty”.