A/N: WAHSKNWG I am so uninspired today it's not funny. NURRR.
This was almost a drabble... 115 words. DAMN.
Disclaimer: Do not own
Warning: Slash
Challenge: People on Bebo and LiveJournal are giving me prompts for Sirius/Remus fics, and I'll write one (or just biff the lot and write whatever I want) per day, posting them there, and here. This'll go on for the whole of May, so feel free to pop over to my LJ (link in my profile) and drop me a prompt!
Prompt: None. GO FRIGGIN PROMPT ME, PEOPLES!
Calligraphy
"Whatcha doin', Remy?" Sirius asked, resting his head on his boyfriend's, hands resting either side of Remus' scar ravaged ones on the desk.
"Calligraphy. Don't bump me, Sirius. And you know I hate being called Remy." Remus didn't look up, though his tone gave away that he was pleased to see Sirius.
"Calligraphy?" Sirius groaned. He had been forced into learning it by his tutor as a boy, and hated the whole idea. Writing was for getting ideas down, usually ideas for pranks. Not about aesthetics.
"C'mon, Rem. Come snuggle me." He pouted, sitting next to Remus, who predictably crumbled.
"Fine." He dropped the quill, smiling, and curling into his boyfriend's body, kissing him lovingly.