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The next morning, Sirius wakes up first, and grins when he remembers that it's the weekend. He looks around, wondering why his bed looks different. Remus rolls over in his sleep and Sirius jumps, remembering where he is. He looks down at Remus, with the morning light making his hair shine gold. He looks so peaceful in his sleep, with his pink mouth slightly open. He looks calm, which is something Sirius never sees in him; he's usually so tense.
Sirius sees Remus' pale shoulder peeking over the edge of the covers, a sliver showing over the top of his pajamas. He feels his face burning when his throat catches, starting to remember the previous night. He looks away from Remus, embarrassed over how he'd felt, how different it was. He remembers the warmth of Remus against him, his soft hair brushing against his neck.
Sirius curls up in frustration, scared of what's happening, and hating it because he doesn't understand. He's never slept in the same bed as someone other than Remus, so maybe the exciting feeling of it was just a basic human need to have a warm body next to him.
Remus stirs again, and Sirius quickly pulls himself out of the bed, face burning. How would he explain to Remus why he wanted to sleep next to him again? Why he did say anything he had in the past two nights? But Sirius also knows that today he had to face Remus instead of avoid him. And Sirius already feels bad about snogging that girl, because he'd hurt Remus. As he climbs out of the bed, Remus sits up, bleary-eyed.
"Sirius? Are you leaving again?" Sirius smiles guiltily at Remus' sleepy voice, feeling bad for trying to leave without being noticed.
"No, I'm staying today." He leans back into the bed, putting his arms behind his head. Remus sits up, leaving part of his stomach exposed, and rubs the sleep out of his eyes.
"What's happening, Sirius?"
"I don't know. Do we have to talk about it?"
"You can't just avoid it. It was you who came to me last night, Sirius, and you weren't scared. Why are these things happening to us?"
"Remus..." Sirius struggles for words, "I just, well, you're such a good friend, and I really like spending time with you." Remus raises his eyebrow skeptically.
"In the middle of the night?"
"Well... you're different in the night! You're less snobby."
"No I'm not!"
"Not in a bad way! We love you for it!"
"So that's why you came to me?"
"Yes?" Remus nods slowly, clearly not believing Sirius. Sirius wants to put his arms around him again, but for some reason in the morning he knows he can't.
"Sirius, what do we tell James and Peter?"
"There's nothing they need to know. Nothing happened, so we don't have to mention it."
"But if nothing happened, why are we hiding it?"
"Because we are! Remus, this is pointless, let's just forget it."
"No, what's pointless is you pretending nothing happened when you know it did. I can't believe you're refusing to talk about this, you're supposed to be the brave one. I know you don't want to say what you know is true, because you don't want it to be true. And why would you? I get that now." Remus get's out of the bed angrily, leaving an upset and confused Sirius.
"Wait, Remus!" But he's already gone. "I'm scared." Sirius whispers.
Sorry for the gloomy ending, the next update should be soon! Review?