Remus Lupin (finally) Grew A Pair
6 months later…
Remus was finally through the worst of Zabini files when he looked up to see Sirius walking by his cubicle again. He smirked, shook his head and looked back down at his work, determined to finish it before the end of the day. Of course, not before getting an eye full of what was in his opinion the finest view he’d seen in years.
There was a knock at the door and he looked up to see James leaning against the door frame with his arms folded against his chest.
“When are you going to ask Pads out? It’s getting unbearable, if I have to hear his complaining one more time,” James warned.
“It’s just so fun watching him strut by my desk, think that’ll stop when I finally get the nerve?” Remus asked.
“I-I don’t even know what to say to that,” James laughed. “Pub night?”
“Yeah sounds good, I’ll be there around 8,” Remus nodded at his desk. “Can you text Harry and have him pick up Ted from the after school care centre?”
“Lily can do it, she’s grabbing Harry from Uni and bringing him to town right now,” James grinned.
The phone rang interrupting them and James gave a little waved and left the room. Remus sighed and answered Mr. Zabini’s call, becoming accustomed to the man’s fast talking. Mr. Zabini made far too many flirtatious jokes to be considered the least bit professional. After once again turning down the man’s dinner invitation Remus hung up the phone and found Sirius sitting in the chair in front of his desk. One brow raised in a silent question, lips pursed in annoyance. Remus smiled softly at Sirius, but Sirius didn’t smile back he simply narrowed his eyes and tightened his jaw.
“So…Pub night?” Remus asked weakly.
Sirius grunted in response and looked away. Remus knew the dramatic man had had just about enough of waiting around for him to grow a pair and ask him out. Dora had asked Remus out, he wasn’t the forward type, but he had to do something.
Remus stood and walked around the desk to stand beside Sirius. He gripped the gorgeous man’s wrist and pulled him out of the chair to stand. They were mere inches apart now, Remus could see the light blue flecks in Sirius’ silver-grey eyes, and the bite mark in his bottom lip from worry. Remus’ hand loosened its grip and trailed up Sirius’ arm and settled at the nape of his neck, nestled under his thick dark hair. He smiled a very small, very nervous smile before stepping closer to Sirius, their noses could almost touch. Remus rested his forehead against Sirius’, left his eyes drift closed and then their lips touched. It was tentative, dry and one or the other, maybe both even, were shaking. They paused, pulled back and looked at each other as if to ask if this was alright. Sirius grinned and pressed his lips against Remus’ harder this time, with more earnestness.
Loosing themselves for a few moments, Sirius was soon pressed against the wall of the cubicle, Remus’ thigh between his legs and they were exploring each other’s mouths like discovering a new world. Slow and satisfying. They broke away for air and laughed at themselves, as if they were teenagers with raging hormones.
Remus turned off the desk lamp and the two left the office together; heading for the pub.
The End