Sirius always was a very affectionate person.
Physically affectionate, to be more precise. And for some reason he chose Remus as his favorite person to be affectionate with. Which was probably because Remus allows him to, mostly because he can’t say no to the shine in Sirius’ gray eyes.
It wasn’t great for the hopeless crush Remus seemed to have on his best friend.
“We should go to France! You know, delicious food, beautiful people- don’t look at me like that Reg, you know I only love you.” James exclaimed with wild arm movements. He ended up with a glaring Regulus, a just as excited Sirius and Remus who is questioning his choice of friends.
“France? Why? How? Also, why?” Remus looks at James as if he’s crazy. He is a bit, very spontaneous that one.
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That is pretty much how he ends up in the backseat of James’ truck, with Sirius right next to him. Oh what a joy that’ll be.
It’s a long drive, 5 hours to be precise. Remus brought almost all his books, his phone included a powerbank and his charger, also his noise-canceling headphones. Sirius only brought his phone, without a charger. Remus tried telling him to bring stuff to keep him entertained because he knows how Sirius is when he’s bored. Annoying. That is what.
But he’s nothing if not stubborn. “It’ll be finee Moons, imma just sleep.” He said.
And he is, he’s actually sleeping. He started with his head on the window, kinda comfortable but also not really. Then he turned around, full body around, Remus didn’t know how he managed that but alright. His head was slowly dropping off and onto Remus’ shoulder. That’s fine, he’s used to that.
The moment his head hits Remus’ shoulder, he wakes up. All big confused eyes, “Moony? Moonbeam? I’m tired..” he whines a bit and waves his arms around frustrated, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. But it’s a car so there’s no comfortable position.
“Alright hold on I got ya.” Remus puffs out. He turns around with his back against the window and his legs on the seats. He opens his arms and Sirius all but falls into him. He cuddles close to his chest and sighs contentedly. “Thanks moons..” he murmurs softly while looking up at him. “It’s alright pads, go get your beauty sleep.” He looks fondly at Sirius and combs his fingers through his hair. Sirius closes his eyes, nestling even further into Remus. And slowly drifts off to sleep.
“You’re besotted aren’t you mate?” James’ voice wakes Remus’ up from his thoughts. “Sorry, what?” “Sirius, you’re in love with him. It’s kinda obvious.” He answers with a knowing smirk. “No I’m not in love! What are you talking about?” He looks down at the sleeping boy in his arms and feels his cheeks redden. “It’s just a little crush, it’ll go away soon, no need to worry.” He muttered quietly straight into Sirius’ hair. “I don’t think it is, Remus..” the soft but firm voice from Regulus cuts through the soft breathing in the car. Regulus turns around to look at him, “You should tell him, he might surprise you.” He says knowingly. Remus just hums and rests his head on Sirius’.
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“Moonyyy, moonbeam, moonlight?? Remie? Wake up moons!” He awakens abruptly, his vision crowded with Sirius’ grinning face. "Jesus Christ, Pads.” He pushes him away and sits up a bit straighter. “Where are James and Reg?” He asks, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “They’re out, fixing the things with the hotel we’re staying at.” Sirius explains while climbing onto his lap, which isn’t strange because he does this all the time. So why is Remus blushing right now?
Sirius must have noticed as well, based on his curious eyes. “Did you sleep well, moony?” “Yea it was alright, for as long as sleeping in a car can be.” He says with a slight chuckle. Sirius is silent, watching Remus with an intense look on his face.
“Are you ok-..” then he was cut off with lips covering his. He melts into it and when he lifts his hand to straddle his face, the kiss breaks. Sirius is looking at him with wide, scared eyes. “I am so sorry! I didn’t know what came over me, I-..” he exclaims panicked. Remus just smiles and takes Sirius’ face in his hands, lips connecting once again.
It’s as tender as he hoped it would be, his fingers are playing with the hair at Sirius’ nape and he sighs constantly into the kiss.
Not just a ‘little hopeless crush’ after all.