A/N Hehehe… I win. I have finished typing one of the many stories I've written lately for this particular story. Another R/S, of course. Short and sweet. It's one of my favorite stories, but it's not edited so beware! This one's for Justin, who made me want to write again and put the joy of words back in my life. Enjoy!
Warning: SLASH! MALE/MALE! If you don't like guys getting together, you'd best beware. Don't flame me, choose another story.
Disclaimer: Not mine: sobs :
How to Love Your Book(worm)
"Sirius!", Remus yelled, sounding rather like a scolding housewife, " That is not how you treat a book!"
The werewolf walked over to the book that his lover had just thrown at a wall. It lay there on the floor, rather like a fallen soldier of a doomed battle. The green cover was askew and the pages had splayed out, several having come loose and flown to land several feet away. It was a heart rendering sight, especially to Remus.
With the look of a patient and caring mother, Remus picked up the book and put the cover back in place. Then he arranged the pages and put the loose ones back where they belonged, unfolding pages that had been mashed and creased when it hit the ground and its unpleasant flight across the room. Carefully, he dusted it off and stroked the cover gently. Sirius looked utterly disgusted by his mate's antics.
"You have to love and care for your book" Remus continued, oblivious to Sirius' obvious displeasure, "like a child. You have to bring it friends and keep it clean and well-cared for. The outside should look neat and tidy and inside, where the real treasure is, should be especially well looked-after. You have to encourage it and let it know how much you appreciate its help." Sirius looked like he was about to gag, Remus didn't notice. "Never treat a book like it is garbage or useless or not needed, because it's the best friend you'll ever have! It's so important that you love it!"
He continued to stand there, totally absorbed in his love for books, gently stroking the cover and cooing to it softly, like it was his baby. (A/N Hehehe… Remus' baby. How silly!) Sirius sat in stunned silence. His boyfriend was practically molesting a book. A potions book! One that was simply used for homework and good for nothing else! (At least in Sirius' mind.) He briefly puzzled over the gender of the book, how did you tell such things, but dismissed it as unimportant.
Sirius stalked over to his boyfriend with a growing sense of control. He wanted to be where that book was. He wanted to be the one Remus loved. Savagely, he ripped the book from Remus' hands and threw it, pulling his mate into a demanding kiss.
"That's not how I love my books Moony" he said when they'd broken apart, "That's how I love my bookworm."
Hehehe… I know it's short, but I hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to review, I love hearing what people think of my stories.
