Stupid love pt. 2
Remus' phone lit up, a notification. He glanced at it, but didn’t bother to look at what it was.
But then it did it again, and again.
“Oh for fucks sake”, Remus said and opened his phone. Instagram notification?
Private message from… Sirius Black
Remus stared at the name, trying to process what the fuck was happening. For a second he thought of just ignoring him. He didn’t have anything to say to him, or didn’t care to see what he wanted either.
But then he got, again, another message.
“Fucking bitch”, he muttered and opened his dm’s.
“u up?”
“of course you’re like you ever slep”
“come to thus party”
“i wil send you te address”
Okay so the thing with Sirius was that they may or may not have become a regular thing.
Nothing serious, no don’t say the fucking joke. Remus had heard the ‘Sirius joke’ too many times, from Sirius himself. He could chop his dick off if he heard it one more fucking time.
Anyways…
It was just fucking, only physical, no feelings. Regular sex, no awkwardness after they’re done and no need to pretend like they enjoy each other company, because they for sure don't.
In Remus books it sounds like a good deal.
But Sirius asking him to come to a party was strange. They didn’t see each other outside school. Except this one time, when Remus came over to Sirius house. But it was one time and he left forty minutes later.
So what the fuck was this.
“Why?” Remus texted back, Sirius was clearly drunk. He got an answer right away, like Sirius has been waiting for him to answer.
“cauuse i say so”
“I really don’t give shit about what you say”
“stop being a whiny bitvh snd get your ass herw”
Oh possessive, are we? That clearly didn’t leave after a couple of drinks.
If Remus had to say one thing he liked about Sirius it was definitely this. He was smart from the mouth and bossy, which made everything more interesting. But all of it left the second Remus’ cock was inside him, so.
It shouldn’t make Remus feel good, but it for sure did.
“Right. But like why?”
It took a bit for Sirius to answer. But five minutes later he got an answer
“i need you okayy can u just com here”
Now Remus was confused. It didn’t sound like Sirius was horny or something. It seemed like something was happening and maybe Remus should go and see what was happening. Not because he cared, but just to know.
Another message,
”please remus”
And before he could even think he was already walking out of his room
-
The address Sirius had sent him wasn’t something he had guessed. The house was old looking and kinda suspicious. And there was people inside
A lot of people inside.
When Remus stepped in the first thing he smelled was weed.
Okay so this is that kinda party
Some of the people seemed pretty relaxed, no wonder why, hanging around in the house. He walked past them, not bothering to apologise when he pumped into someone. He looked over people’s heads trying to look for Sirius, but the other boy wasn’t anywhere near.
“Where the fuck is he”, Remus muttered under his breath. He walked into a room that probably was supposed to be a living room, but didn’t really look like one. It was a mess and the air was thick with smoke.
And there he was sitting on one of the sofas. He was alone if you didn’t count the person who was laying on the other end of the sofa. Someone should maybe check on the person, but Remus wasn’t the one to do that.
When he got closer he realised that Sirius looked a bit panicked.
Or high
or both.
Sirius finally noticed Remus present and waved him to get closer. Remus sighed, but walked to him. When he got close enough Sirius took a hold of his wrist and pulled him down to sit next to him.
And not just that, but he hooked his arm around Remus’ upper arm, fingers gripping on his bicep. A thing he had realised Sirius did a lot and surprisingly Remus really didn’t mind it at all-
Not the point here
“You came”, Sirius almost whispered and looked first behind them and then around the room.
“What are you doing?” he didn’t know if he asked why Sirius seemed to be so on the edge or why he was gripping his bicep like if he let go Remus would run away.
“Huh?” he asked but kept looking around. Remus looked around too, trying to see what Sirius was seeing. But all he saw was drunk and high adults and teens, so nothing surprising or eye-catching.
He was just about to ask the same question again when Sirius stiffened next to him and if possible gripped his arm even tighter. He looked at the other boy whose eyes were strictly looking down. Remus looked around again and this time he saw a man or a boy, who knows.
He looked a bit older than the two of them, twenty Remus would say. He was tall, maybe the same height as Remus, but other than that he didn’t look too intimidating. But there was definitely something about him that wasn’t right, because Sirius out of all people seemed.. anxious by his present.
He had never seen him like that. The Sirius Black he knew held his head up and didn’t take any shit from others. But now that he looked at him, that Sirius Black was gone. Instead there was a fragile seventeen years old boy who looked like he would like to be anywhere but here right now.
The boy walked to the other side of the small room and Sirius leaned his body more to his side, Remus was confused. The boy didn’t look at them, but instead laughed at something some girl said and glanced at their way. Sirius's head moved to the side and he pressed his forehead to Remus' shoulder, his black hair covering his face.
“Sirius, what is-”
“Can we leave”
Remus ran a hand through his hair and looked at the boy on the other side before nodding and getting up.
“Yeah.. yeah let’s go”
They walked out of the room to the door and Sirius stayed as close to him as he could. When they got out he took a step back, but still didn’t let go of Remus.
He found himself not minding, but fuck he should. What the hell was happening.
“Um sorry”, Sirius mumbled and for the first time met his eyes. His pupils were a bit blown and cheeks red. Remus looked at his whole present that was rather messy. He took a hold of his cheeks and brought his fingers gently to Sirius’ eyelids to open his eyes more.
“Are you high?” a stupid question maybe, as the house they just left smelled like the smell of weed had sink in to every wall of the house. Like it probably had.
Sirius opened and closed his mouth trying to form words, but his brain wasn’t catching up.
“Uhh sure”
“Yes or no question Sirius”
“A little”
Remus threw his head back and dropped his hands from Sirius's face. Which only made the other boy sway to the side and he quickly took a hold of his shoulder.
“Yeah okay”
“Can we sit down?” Sirius asked but already flopped down to the ground. Remus looked down at him, he looked like a toddler with his legs spread in front of him.
“Come here Remu”
Remu?
He pulled his hand and Remus just gave up and sat down too.
“What have you taken?” he asked again, because he felt the need to know.
He pursed his lips clearly thinking the answer to Remus’ question.
“Um beer and something else. Then weed, but not too much, or I don’t know”, he dropped his head down. “Like you care”
Did he?
That was the question of ages. He for sure didn’t want to care, but did he? But Remus decided this wasn’t the time for him to think about it.
“Was it your first time?”
“Hmm?”
“Have you smoked weed before?”
Sirius raised his head up again, “Oh, no I haven’t”
Remus looked at him like a disappointed parent.
Fuck did he care? No, not right now, stop.
“So you decided to do it in a random house?”
“Well now that you put it like that”, Sirius muttered and maybe he was embarrassed. It was probably the alcohol and weed in his blood.
“Where’s James?”
“Don’t know”
“You came alone”
“Yeaaah”, he said and rested his head for the second time tonight on Remus’ shoulder.
“You’re fucking stupid”, Sirius laughed. Remus tried to think what was the smartest thing to do right now. Fuck, normally he didn’t have to think about this part. It was enough for him that he woke up the next morning and got home that day. Or Marlene’s place, which was to be honest the better option out of the two.
He should also probably ask about the guy who made Sirius act all weird. But now probably wasn’t the time, and it really wasn’t his business at all so maybe not.
“Okay we have to get you home”
That was what got Sirius to perk up a bit and panic flashed through his face. Maybe a little bit slowly, but it was there.
“No”
“What?”
“Please”
“What?”
“No home”
Remus looked at Sirius, who looked like someone just kicked his puppy. So Sirius got emotional when drunk.
Fun..
“Please Remus”, he pleaded and wrapped both his arms around Remus’ one arm.
And here we go
“Please I can’t go there”, he sniffled and rubbed his face to Remus sweaters sleeve.
Yeah no, this is for sure not happening
“Can’t you just”, a sniffle. “Can’t you just take me to your house?”
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
He tried to think it through. Sirius was drunk and high, so taking him to his house wouldn’t be that bad. He wouldn’t remember it and then he could just kick him out early. And by the way his sniffles were getting more aggressive it seemed like taking him to his own home would cause a mental breakdown.
“For fucks sake”, Remus breathed out but nodded his head.
“Okay okay”, he said, “Just calm down”
Sirius looked up at him. “Don’t make me go there”
Remus sighed and ran a hand through his hair again.
“I won’t”
Maybe it was because Remus knew how it felt to cry your eyes out when you didn’t want to go home. Because beneath all the acting he was sure that’s how Sirius felt every day of his life. Now he was just too out of it to play the role he was so good at. And maybe he will regret it the next morning and tell Remus to piss of, honestly he wouldn’t blame him for it. He would too.
“Okay”, he said and got up from the ground pulling Sirius with him. Sirius didn’t look like he was enjoying himself, the pout on his lips made it very clear.
And what the fuck, was that a smile on Remus’ own lips?
“I’m not going home, fuck you”, Sirius protested and turned to the side so he didn’t have to look at Remus.
Out of nowhere Remus’ hand rose and he tugget a piece of Sirius's hair behind his ear. Because clearly, clearly, his hand had his own mind now on.
“Good thing I’m not taking you there then”
And okay maybe, just maybe Remus cared. A little bit, like so little you couldn’t even see it with your eyes. Nope, no matter how much you squint your eyes it’s not there for you to see it, but maybe it was there.
And that’s why he will have to get rid of Sirius, but not tonight. Maybe like tomorrow, or the day after that. Next week could also work
Fuck
He’s not getting rid of him, is he?