"hey moons," y/n greeted as they entered remus's dorm room.
the teen looked up and smiled. "hey darlin'. whaddaya doin'?"
grabbing a fluffy crimson blanket from james's bed, y/n shrugged. finally approching the teen, they kicked off their shoes and climbed into remus's bed rather ungracefully and finally flopped into the embrace of open-armed remus.
"missed ya," y/n murmured into remus's chest.
remus couldn't help but smile. "i woulda missed you more if you'd 'ave brought some food, dove."
moony smothers a laugh when y/n hits him on the chest.
"watcha readin'?" y/n asks through a yawn. they turned their head so one ear was placed by remus's heart.
remus shrugged. "uhh..." he turned the cover so it was facing him. "catcher in the rye by j.d. salinger," he replied.
y/n hummed. "read ta me. i need a nap."
"you always need a nap," remus uttered as he rested his forearms and hands on y/n's back and opened the paperback. "i suddenly remembered this time, in around October, that I and Robert Tichener and Paul Campbell were chucking a football around especially Tichener."
"fuck, okay, stop, that's boring," y/n groaned, weakly waving a hand.
remus snorted. "well yeah, it's a book mcgonagall brought up and was houndin' me about readin'," remus explains, tucking a bookmark into the pages. it's funny to remember the times when remus visibly recoiled when seeing a book.
"cuddle with me, m'love." y/n said through another yawn.
"then c'mere," remus replied, urging y/n closer. y/n easily burrowed their face into remus's neck after pressing a kiss to the scars marring remus's skin. remus wrapped his arms around y/n.
"i think i'm in love with ya, darlin'." remus whispered into the quiet air.
"i love you too, moony," y/n said. remus could hear the smile in their voice. whether or not because they won the bet between them, sirius, james, peter, marlene, and lily of when remus would say the 'L' word first, he didnt know, but was content with just living in the moment.
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"i found 'em!" james screamed.
remus jolted up, causing y/n to mumble something about shutting the fuck up and letting them sleep and then pressing themself closer to remus than he previously thought possible.
"how ya doin', moony? keepin' it pg? we been- mate that's ma fuckin' blanket! you better not've been bustin' it down anywhere near my blanket!" james hollered.
remus flipped him off, and layed back down, internally chuckling as james walked out of the room grumbling something about human decency and 'fuckin' roomies and their fuckin' groupies'.