“What do you think?” asked Sirius as he held up his attempt at knitting a sweater, with a huge grin on his face.
“It’s… a thing…” answered Remus, with his arms out in surprise.
“It’s a sweater. That I made for you.” Sirius’ grin and arms falling.
“OH! Yeah! No, I see it now!” hurried Remus “No, it’s lovely! Really!”
Remus grabbed the sweater and held it up against his body.
“Oh.” Remus quickly turned it the correct way. “Well let me put it on!”
“No. You don’t have to. I know it’s shit anyways.” Sirius said, pouting.
“No, love. It’s wonderful. Look!” Remus slipped into the sweater. It’s actually quite comfortable. Yeah it’s not perfect but in Remus’ eyes it was because it came from Sirius. Not only from Sirius but he actually made it himself! What more could he ask for?
“Oh my god” Remus exclaimed.
“What?” Sirius asked, worried.
“It’s perfect.” Remus said as he stepped toward Sirius and brought him in for a light kiss. “Thank you, love. Really. It’s beautiful.”
“Oh… you know… it’s nothing…” Sirius said, looking away, flustered. Remus took the moment to snake his arms around Sirius’ waist and hold him there. Then leaned down for another kiss. This one is more passionate than the last. As Remus pulled away he rested his forehead against Sirius’ and whispered “I love you.”
“I love you too” replied Sirius as they stood there, resting against each other.