I had too much fun with the last A-Z, so I've started another.

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Make it Angst or Make it Fluff Competition: Write the fluffiest thing you can think of using angsty prompt. [scenario] car accident

The Game Is On Challenge: The Noble Bachelor: Write about any male character who is not married (for purposes of being interesting, he can be dating).

The Valentine Making Station: Text Me: Write a Muggle!AU.

A = Accident!AU

Concussed In Love

The car had begun to slow down due to the lights changing red and Remus had paid no attention to the Motorbike in front of them.

He hadn't expected to be thrown forward in his seat, a flash of relief that he had worn a seatbelt crossing his mind as the car was shunted forward.

He was thrown back against the seat again, the back of his head aching even though the headrest was padded.

"Frank?" he murmured. "Are you alright?" He was scared to turn his head, knowing that Frank didn't always bother with his seat-belt.

A moment passed. "I… I think so," Frank muttered. "But the guy on the bike isn't."

Remus turned his head to check on Frank, thankful for the seat belt crossing Frank's chest. "You check the car behind," he said, turning to look out of the front window, his eyes widening at the sight. "I'll go check on this guy and I'll call an ambulance."

With a shaking hand, he pushed at the red button on the buckle, hearing the tongue release. He pulled the seatbelt off, and opened the car door, stumbling out. His legs were shaking and he had to remind himself that it could have been worse - a lot worse. Both in the car were fine because they had been slowing, and he suspected the car behind wasn't going all that fast either.

It was the biker that had him worried. Other cars had started to stop, people standing on the pavement nearby looking over, but Remus had walked the short distance between the fallen bike and the rider who was laying in a painful way, his arm under him.

Remus pulled out his phone and called the ambulance as he reached for the man's other wrist, searching for a pulse.

The people on the phone asked too many questions, and when Frank joined him, Remus passed the phone over, settling on the ground next to the prone figure.

"There was an accident," Frank said. "Two men are hurt and a woman. The man in the first car is struggling to breathe…" he began to walk away, and Remus paid no attention, only focused on the man on the ground.

Remus knelt on the ground and reached for the visor of the helmet, opening it. He had no intentions of moving the man, uncertain what damage had been done to the man's back or neck, or even his head. He left the helmet on the man, not wanting to risk trying to take it off him.

"Hi," he murmured. "Can you open your eyes for me?"

He could see the eyelids flutter. Remus didn't know much about concussions, but he knew that the person should stay awake at least.

"Please open your eyes so I know you're alright?"

They eyes opened slightly and a whimper escaped the man's lips.

"What happened?" Remus could hear the agony in the man's voice, though the man was trying his hardest to keep his voice steady.

"A car hit the back of my friend's car and shoved ours forward into yours," Remus replied. "The man in the car behind… something was wrong with him."

"Drunk?"

"He couldn't breathe," Remus replied. He watched the man's legs move slightly, but placed a hand softly on his arm. "Don't move, you could be seriously hurt." Remus felt relief at the movement - surely that meant no damage to the man's spine.

"Who are you? Are you an angel?"

Remus raised his eyebrows. "No, just someone who wants to make sure you're okay."

"Nice of you," the man muttered. "I want to sleep."

"No! No, keep your eyes open, keep looking at me."

"You just want to look into my eyes, don't you?" came the reply. "Want to give me your number?"

"Where's your phone?"

"Pocket."

Remus reached for his pocket, pulling an undamaged mobile out.

"You're beautiful."

Remus looked away from the phone and to the man next to him. "What's your name?"

"Sirius Black," he whispered.

"Mr Black, I'm Remus," he said, relieved at the sound of the ambulance sirens. "The ambulance is here - do you want me to call someone -"

"Don't leave me," he murmured. "James always came to the hospital with me."

"James is your… boyfriend?"

"Best mate," he murmured. "Don't leave me! I can't go there by myself. Hospitals scare me."

Remus nodded. "I'll go with you," he assured Sirius.

Sirius' hand reached out, and Remus took it in his own.

"Frank, can you deal with everything here, I'm going to the hospital with Mr Black," he called.

"You can call me Sirius," the man said, squeezing his hand tightly.

Frank stared at Remus for a moment, before walking back over to him. "What should I do with the bike?"

"Just get it taken wherever you're taking your car for now," Remus replied. "I'll work out what to do and call you."

Frank nodded and handed Remus back his phone. Remus shoved the two phones into his pocket for the time being as the ambulance pulled up.

A second one quickly followed, and Remus went to stand up, but the hand held tightly to his. He moved onto his knees instead, not wanting to jostle the man on the ground.

"What happened?" the first paramedic asked, quickly getting out of the ambulance.

"The man in the last car… I'm not sure what happened to him, but his car hit ours and pushed us forward into the motorbike."

"How fast were you going?"

"Not very. We were slowing down to stop at the lights when the car hit us."

The paramedic nodded, before leaning down to Sirius.

...oOo...

Sirius was quickly strapped to a board, his helmet carefully removed and Remus could only stare at the sight. The man was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Can Remus come with me?"

"Is he family?" the paramedic asked. "We only allow family. We could call -"

"He's my fiancé," Sirius muttered. "He needs to come to the hospital with me! He's the only family I have!"

"Of course," the paramedic replied.

Remus didn't argue. He just waved at Frank who was hovering near the other people as the paramedics spoke to them, before getting into the ambulance.

"Sirius, what's the password to your phone? I'll call someone for you," Remus said, once they were in the ambulance. He looked up from the phone when Sirius didn't respond, only to notice that Sirius' eyes had closed once more. "Sirius, wake up!"

"Are you an angel?" Sirius' eyes opened slightly, his grey eyes searching for Remus'.

Remus couldn't help the smile on his lips. "You've already asked me that," he said. "Is that all you've got?"

"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put R and S together."

Remus stared at him. "R and S are together."

Sirius brightened. "So you agree we'd be great?"

Remus chuckled, leaning in to Sirius' ear. "I thought I was supposed to be your fiancé," he murmured. "They might make me get out again if they think that I'm not."

"Good point. We should snog… you know, prove that we're together," Sirius replied, looking at Remus hopefully.

Remus only smiled, wondering how hard Sirius had hit his head. The man clearly had a concussion.

...oOo...

Remus tucked his phone back into his pocket as the doctor left the room.

"How is he?" Remus asked.

"I'm afraid that I'm not able to discuss that with you," the Doctor replied, not unkindly. "Patient confidentiality. You are welcome to go inside now."

Remus thanked him and pushed the door open, seeing Sirius laying in the bed, his arm wrapped in a cast. "Remus," he murmured. "You stayed!"

"I promised, didn't I?" Remus replied. "I wanted to make sure you were okay, at least until you had someone else here with you."

"I don't have anyone else," Sirius said sadly, pouting and offering puppy dog eyes. Remus suspected he was lying, and wasn't sure why Sirius would want him around.

"I mean, you are my angel," Sirius murmured.

Remus held back a laugh. "How hard did you hit your head?" he asked.

"Quite hard," Sirius muttered. "But what about you? Have you been checked out yet?"

Remus shook his head. "It wasn't a hard hit, and I had a seatbelt on -"

"No excuses. You can't say I don't take care of you," he said, pressing a button that was on the bed next to him. A young nurse came over. "My fiance was also part of the accident," Sirius told her. "Can you get someone to look him over please?"

...oOo...

After being checked over by the doctor, Remus headed back into Sirius' room, dropping down into the seat next to his bed. "So, have you called anyone, or do you want me to call someone for you?"

"My family don't give a toss," Sirius muttered. "Only my brother Regulus, but he's on holiday."

"What about James? You mentioned James earlier."

"Did I? I guess… but he's been away. He went on holiday."

"Oh. Together?"

"No. That's my brother and best friend, of course they didn't. James has a work thing in Edinburgh and Regulus went to…" Sirius suddenly looked horrified. "

Remus held the phone out to Sirius, who unlocked it and passed it back. "Can you call?" Sirius asked.

Remus searched the contacts for James, ringing the number. It wasn't long before there was an answer.

"Sirius, what's up?"

"Hi, er, is this James?"

"Hello, yes it is." The voice had quickly changed from friendly to formal at the sound of Remus' voice.

"My name is Remus Lupin. Sirius was in a car accident today and -"

"No, I told him that the motorbike was… I… is he okay?" James sounded panicked, shouting over Remus' explanation.

"He's in hospital right now," Remus replied. "If you could tell his brother that he's fine. He's there with you, right?"

"Of course not." A nervous laugh. "Sirius is so suspicious, getting you to ask. We'll… I'll be at the hospital -"

"James, what's going on? Is Sirius in hospital?" came a second male voice, and Remus smirked.

"Well, let me know when you're on your way so I can tell Sirius that you're close."

"You're sticking around? Who exactly are you?" James asked, sounding suspicious.

"I'm his fiancé," Remus replied. He hung up the phone on the sound of James sputtering.

"How did he take it?" Sirius asked, looking amused.

"Speechless," Remus replied. "He wasn't alone."

"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to recover and then I'm going to kill him for… seducing my poor little brother."

"Is your brother much younger?"

"No. He's twenty-three," Sirius replied, his eyes closing. "But he's so sweet and innocent and I'm going to kill James."

"Is James much older than him?"

"Nah, James is twenty-four," Sirius said. "He'll be twenty-five soon, like me."

"I'm twenty-four too," Remus replied. "So… what's the damage?"

"My arm is broken," Sirius began. "My shoulder… I've some damage to it, but the doctor is confident that it can be fixed. I'll need it operated on and then physiotherapy for it."

"I'm so sorry," Remus said, moving closer and feeling guilty about the injuries. "I was running a few minutes late when Frank picked me up, if I hadn't -"

"If you hadn't, that car may have hit me, rather than hitting your friend's car into me. I'd be in a much worse condition if that were the case," Sirius said simply. "You didn't do anything wrong - you were coming to a stop. You only hit me because the other car forced you into me. It's not your fault."

"Frank called, the man was having a heart attack and lost control of the car. He's here at the hospital now and he's stable. Frank has been in contact with the daughter. He's also got a friend to take your bike away for the time being. It's at the place on Oxford Place."

"Good of him," Sirius said. "Yeah, I know the place. I'll get James to contact them and sort out getting it fixed."

"So, what operation would you need on your shoulder?"

"There's some nerve damage, but it's not at the root, so they can operate on it. The nerve needs to be rejoined and there will be a lot of therapy because of limb function. Also… my pelvis is fractured. I've been advised not to have sex for a while… so we'll just have to wait, won't we? Don't worry, I wasn't expecting you to put out straight away, I was going to be a gentleman about it."

Remus just nodded his head. The man was concussed and didn't know what he was saying.

"I mean, my cock is still good and stuff, they just want me to wait," Sirius continued. "And… some injuries up my arms and stuff, but nothing as serious as my shoulder or pelvis."

Remus could tell that he was trying to lighten the mood and take his mind off his injuries by going off topic about his bits. "I'm sure it's good," he said, before realising what words had left his mouth. He slapped his hand over his mouth, blushing.

"You'll see when I recover," Sirius said, delighted that Remus had commented on it. "It'll be a while though. Did you put your number in my phone?"

"I'll put it in now," Remus replied, taking the offered phone and quickly writing his number in, before setting it down on the side.

Sirius would need his number in case he had trouble finding the place where his bike had been brought, and after that, Remus half expected Sirius to delete his number, rather than calling and carrying on with the playful banter.

After all, he wasn't Sirius' type. Sirius was beautiful, he could be a model, whereas Remus was just like everyone else. Just average. Ordinary.

Sirius could get anyone he wanted!

He knew he should leave before he got too attached to the other man, but he couldn't bring himself to leave Sirius there all alone. He told himself that he had no choice but to stick around, but knew he was lying to himself as he couldn't bring himself to ask Sirius if there was anyone else he could call.

...oOo...

It was late afternoon when Sirius was moved to a private room in the hospital, Remus escorting him. He noticed that the ward Sirius was now on didn't have a notice about visiting hours, but thought nothing more of it. He stayed with Sirius, only leaving when dinner was brought around to go to the hospital restaurant for some cheap food. He returned an hour later, to find Sirius watching the door intently, his face brightening on Remus' return.

Conversation flowed easily, talking about trivial things such as movies and music, before the door opened once more and two men rushed in.

It was instantly clear to Remus that the shorter of the men was Sirius' brother, with the black hair, though it wasn't as long, and the grey eyes, though they weren't stormy-grey like Sirius', they didn't look as playful either. That would make the other man his friend, James.

Remus stood up from his seat as the two men rushed to the bed.

"Shit, I thought it wasn't serious… what happened?" James asked. He glanced at Remus. "Are you the bloke I spoke to on the phone?"

"He is," Sirius confirmed. "James, Regulus, this is my fiancé, Remus. The love of my life, my soul-mate, my one true love. The future Mrs. Black."

Remus snorted in amusement and Sirius' brother looked at him, sizing him up.

"How did you meet?" James asked.

"It was love at first sight," Sirius replied. "I was thrown from my bike and open my eyes to see an angel!" He paused for emphasis. "Such a perfect voice and perfect eyes. I bet he has a nice arse, though I haven't had a proper chance to look yet -"

"So, how bad is it?" Regulus asked.

"My pelvis is fractured," Sirius muttered. "Shoulder will need surgery and therapy… and my arm is broken. Everything else is just cuts and scrapes."

"And a concussion," Remus added.

"No. I was cleared. They think I'm fine."

"But you… you keep calling me an angel?" Remus replied. Surely Sirius had a concussion, he had been saying the strangest things after all.

"Because you're beautiful like one," Sirius replied, smiling softly at him. "My angel!"

"But…" he looked towards the others, hoping they would say something that would help him.

"Mate, that's not a concussion," James said, looking slightly sorry for Remus. "And he's not going to let you get away now that you've agreed to marry him."

"Agreed?" Remus repeated. "He didn't even ask!"

"Of course you did," Sirius replied. "I told the paramedics that you were my fiancé, and you didn't say otherwise, so that makes us engaged. You told James you were my fiancé too."

"Can I talk to you… outside?" Regulus asked, cutting off Remus' reply, though Remus hadn't known what was going to pass his lips.

Remus merely nodded, following the shorter of the pair out into the hallway and into the waiting room a few doors away.

"Look," Regulus began, turning to Remus. "My brother is a firm believer in things like soulmates and love at first sight and that shite. Maybe there are such things, who knows - but I can see he comes on strong when you've stuck around out of concern."

"I feel somewhat responsible," Remus said.

"Why? Are you the one who hit him?"

"It's a bit more complicated. My friend, Frank, was slowing behind Sirius at the lights, when the car behind hit us, throwing us forward. The man in the car behind was having a heart attack and panicked. I couldn't let him come to the hospital alone!"

"See, you're a decent stranger that's stuck around to make sure my brother is fine, and I thank you for that. But this is your chance to leave now."

"I've put my number in his phone," Remus replied, not quite understanding. Did Regulus want some private time with his brother, because Remus was happy to head off for the night and possibly return the next day.

"I'll delete it when he's asleep." Regulus gave a small smile. "Don't worry, he'll get over it, I just don't want you to feel obligated to anything at all. He's in safe hands now. Thank you."

With that, Regulus left the room and returned to Sirius' room. Remus sat on the blue padded chair for a couple of minutes thinking hard about what to do. It was clearly a dismissal on Regulus' part, but Remus could understand the opportunity he had been given to leave if he wanted to.

But love at first sight? Could Sirius really feel something for him that wasn't down to a concussion? Was that even possible that someone could be interested in him, someone who had been looking at him like he was their world?

The thought scared him.

The rational part of Remus' mind told him that he was now free to leave and go back to his life. But for the first time ever, Remus didn't feel like listening. He didn't want to do the rational thing, because how often did someone look at him like that? How often did he get an opportunity like this to know someone who so far had fascinated him?

He got up from the chair and returned to the room, sitting back in his chair and smiling uncertainly at Sirius.

"I told you he'd come back," Sirius muttered, glaring darkly at his brother, before returning Remus' smile.

Remus felt Regulus' eyes on him, but didn't turn his gaze away from Sirius. He wondered how quickly Sirius would get bored of him, but was willing to stick around. There was just something about the other man that made it impossible for him to leave.

And maybe there would be a chance that Sirius wouldn't get bored of him.

…oOo...

Remus didn't care that Regulus and James regarded him with a certain amount of suspicion. Sirius believed in soulmates and love at first sight, and Remus remembered that once upon a time, he had believed in those things too.

But that was before his heart had been ripped out on more than one occasion. But the fact that Sirius still believed gave him a strange feeling of hope inside his chest.

As the days passed, with Sirius now waiting for a date for the operation on his shoulder, Remus would find himself going to visit each evening, stopping in with snacks and to keep Sirius company.

"So… when I get out of here, what happens?" Sirius asked, a couple of weeks later, broaching a subject that Remus himself had been too scared to bring up.

Remus regarded him shyly. "Well, if you don't want to… if you want to part ways..."

"What? You think that I may not want you anymore?" Sirius asked, correctly working out the expression on Remus' face. "If I didn't want you, I'd have told you straight, rather than wasting your time. James or Regulus would be more than happy to come here in the evenings, but I told them that they can't because you're here and I like spending time with you - just us. I like you, Remus. I've liked you since I first looked into your eyes. I was scared shitless on the ground, and you were there and your voice comforted me and made me feel safe. So even though you weren't an angel, you felt like one to me. Of course I want something when I leave here."

Remus breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great," he said. "I'm sorry, I was just worried that you'd tire of me."

"Why?"

"Because… well, look at you. I'm sure you don't need me to state how amazing you are, I suspect that it would cause further damage if I was to inflate your ego, and I'm… I'm just me! They all tire of me, I was scared that you would too."

"I'm mad about you," Sirius replied. "I think you hitting me with your car was the best thing that ever happened to me!"

Remus snorted. "But you need surgery, you have a fractured…"

"Cock? No, the cock is still good, trust me. Still works."

"Yeah, well… how is it the best thing?"

"Because if it didn't happen, I wouldn't have met you!"

Remus couldn't help it. On those words he leaned across the bed, letting his lips press against Sirius'.

"Finally," Sirius whispered once Remus had pulled away. "I've wanted that to happen since we met. I'm hoping we get to do that a lot more!"

Remus could only nod his head.

"And as for the 'others' that tired of you, well, let's just say that their loss is my gain. Every night when you leave, I get scared that you won't come back."

...oOo...

Remus carried Sirius' bag as they walked towards his car. So far, their short relationship had been going on through Sirius' hospital stay with the pair taking the time to get to know each other. Sirius insisted on a goodnight kiss before Remus left each evening, and had insisted that Remus be the one to take him home, insisting that he wanted to cuddle up on the sofa with Remus.

Well, those weren't his exact words, but they both knew that there was a recovery period of 3 - 4 months and that Sirius had to take it easy, so Remus had insisted that they wouldn't get past cuddling up and some kissing.

He drove carefully back to the flat that Sirius directed him to, and carried Sirius' bag as Sirius carefully manoeuvred with his crutches into the ground floor apartment. Remus opened the door for him and followed him in, to find James sitting on the sofa.

Remus awkwardly lingered near the door, before Sirius sighed loudly. "Remus, my room is the first door on the left, would you throw my bag in there please?"

Remus quickly disappeared.

"Are you sure about this?" James asked, the moment Remus had disappeared.

"I'm mad about him," Sirius admitted. "And I have a good feeling about him. I can see this being something real… what do you think?"

"I… I don't know," James muttered.

"You don't know him, or you don't know what you think of him?"

"I don't know him," James admitted.

"Just give him a chance. He's been visiting me in the hospital for weeks now. I can't imagine my life without it," Sirius said. "Just get to know him."

James nodded his head. "I'll give it a shot - for you. I want you to be happy and if you see a future with Remus, I'll get to know him, alright?"

Sirius nodded as Remus walked back in. "Do you need anything?" Remus asked. "Drink? Food?"

Sirius shook his head and patted the seat next to him. "I just want you to sit with me," he said. Remus shot James an uncertain smile before taking the seat, Sirius' good arm wrapping around him.

"Hey Remus, how about you stay for dinner? I'll order Pizza?" James asked, smiling at him.

"Sure," Remus replied, looking relieved at James' polite conversation and Sirius cuddled into Remus, grinning at James' attempt to make Remus feel included. He was certain that it was going to be the start of a long and happy relationship and was glad that his best friend was going to make an effort.

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