Okay part one of what will hopefully be a three parter. Starts of tame but should end with some slash.
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"GET ME SOME MOTHERFUCKING EPIDURAL POTIONS BEFORE I CRUCIATUS YOU ALL!"
The nurse shoved past Sirius rather rudely he thought, but to be fair he would have run for it if that Thing was screaming at him.
"Sweetheart," James kindly addressed the Thing, his terror only showing through on the beads of sweat on his forehead. "Sweetie, you might want to keep your voice down... this is a muggle hospital after all..."
Sirius shut the door sharply, predicting the wave of abuse to come. Sure enough as the door swang shut he head the screams begin again.
"KEEP MY VOICE DOWN! YOU TRY SHOVING A-"
Phew.
"How's it going in there?"
Sirius turned to see Remus leaning against the wall next to the door, sucking on the straw to a milkshake.
Why don't you suck on-
"Hmm, okay thanks. I thought they might want some time alone. You know to... bond?"
"Was she scaring you again?"
Remus's quietly amused laugh sent shivers down Sirius's spine. He wanted to make the werewolf laugh properly, with his head thrown back, rather than these reserved little chuckles. Just once.
"She was Not scaring me!" Sirius huffed unconvincingly and Remus laughed again, to his pleasure.
"It's ok. I'll take over for a little bit. It doesn't seem fair for us to leave James all on his own," Remus said. How good and honourable he was! Sirius just wanted to- "Why don't you go and get him a coffee or something? I'm sure he'd be glad..."
"Sure thing," Sirius turned and walked away quickly, wiping his palms on his trousers.
Lately, he had been getting peculiar thoughts come into his head whenever he found himself alone with his werewolf friend. The same sort of thoughts he used to get when he was twelve and the older girls would sit and talk on the edge of the swimming pool. Only now it wasn't
Oh white bikini how I love thee...
It was more along the lines of
Oh fucking hell I fancy my best friend.
Sirius had known this for a while now, ever since that night with the strippers and the cocktails and the ohgodhe'sgettingalapdanceshitshitshit but it didn't make it any easier now. It was so hard trying to sustain a normal friendship when all he wanted to do was-
"Your change, sir."
Sirius blinked. He had got all the way to the store without even noticing, so absorbed he was with his thoughts.
"Uh, thanks."
Remus closed the door sharply and sighed. He had to stop avoiding the problem or the problem was just going to get bigger and bigger and
That was a disturbing thought.
"Remus, ol' buddy, ol' pal, so pleased to see you! Just going to get a-" James clapped him on the shoulder as he hurridly left the room.
Remus turned to face Lily.
Oh, she wasn't so bad.
A little red-faced, a little reminiscent of a banshee on a bad day but all in all still Lily.
Then she opened her mouth.
"Remus, darling! How are you? So sweet of you to come and see me."
Remus smiled in relief and sat on the visitors chair.
"You're doing remarkably well, the nurse says," He told her.
"Pfft, who cares what the nurse says when you can feel your body splitting in half while supposedly expecting something good to come of this." Lily said in a scarily cheery voice.
Remus banished the horrible image she had conjured and took her hand.
"Lily, something Great is going to come of this! Think- James is going to have to learn to clean nappies!"
Lily laughed for the first time all day and Remus breathed a sigh of relief. He had successfully navigated the danger zone and was now safely on level three.
They were quiet for a while, listening to the noises from other wards.
"Fucking hell, Remus," Lily said in a low voice, breaking the companionable silence. "I'm ready now, it's not fair."
Remus kissed her hair and stood up. Now that she'd calmed down maybe it would be safe for James to come back in the room.
"It'll be soon, Lily, Don't worry. You're doing fine." He headed to the door, before turning and smiling at her again.
"And you still look beautiful."
Remus opened the door and the two black-haired figures jumped back guiltily. He laughed quickly and said "James, its okay to go back in there if you like. She's cool."
James flashed him a grateful look. "I don't know how you do it, Moons. You always know what to say. You should be the one married to her."
They both laughed and James took a deep breath before opening the door.
"Hiya, darling, how are you feeling?"
The door slammed shut behind him and Remus and Sirius looked at each other. Why was everything suddenly so awkward?
Sirius stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"James is right, Moony, man. I don't get how you haven't got a lady?"
Didn't he get it? He thought he had an inkling but he wanted to test the waters...
Remus laughed sheepishly and went slightly red.
"Well, you know, man-eating monsters and romantic nights out aren't usually compatible..."
Nice save, Sirius thought, grouchily. Always using the werewolf card as an excuse for anything he didn't want to talk about.
"What about you anyway, Sirius?"
"Mhuh?" Sirius looked at him surprised.
"You haven't had anyone over to the flat for ages now. Is everything ok? Or have you fallen for someone special you're holding out for?" Remus said this with a slight smirk and Sirius went weak at the knees.
It was true, he hadn't had anyone back and it wasn't because he no longer had any interest in women (that much he had ensured furiously by binging on porn every night) it was just that the more he thought about it, the more he preferred the quiet nights in. The quiet nights of just him and Remus sitting around while James and Lily went to Anti-Natal classes, maybe doing a crossword...
"Nahh," He shook his head with an attempt at nonchalance. "I just haven't caught anyone good. All these birds seem the same nowadays." Just the right level of misogyny and disinterest, he reckoned.
"Fair enough."
Was it just him or did Remus sound disappointed?
He slid the werewolf a sideways glance but Remus was looking away. What he'd give to be inside his brain for just one minute...
Remus was going to tell him.
He had decided and he was going to stick to that decision no matter how foolhardy it may seem. He was going to tell him and whats more he was going to do it tonight.
"Remus, shall we go for Fight Club or The Empire Strikes Back? I fancy neither but all the other videos are behind Lily's mound of babyshit."
Sure enough the small pile of video tapes they had were buried beneath a ceiling-high tower of new born paraphernalia, ready for when she would return from the hospital.
Sirius and Remus had gone home for the night on Lily's command and the assurance by the nurse that the baby wasn't likely to appear until the next afternoon at least. They had gone home and Sirius had busied himself with cleaning the kitchen and preparing for the baby in an efficient and most un-Sirius manner, while Remus sat on the settee staring at the wall and thinking that tonight was the night.
"Personally I think we should go for Fight Club. All that space travel stuff makes me feel queasy."
Remus nodded absently and Sirius bent down and fiddled around with the TV, giving Remus a decent view of his decent behind. He hummed as he tried to find the right plug.
"Sirius..."
Remus tailed off, losing courage as the word came out of his mouth. He tried again.
"Sirius, I need to say something."
Sirius turned slowly and faced him.
"Wassup, Moons?"
Remus stuttered and blushed.
"I think I'm in love with you."