Sirius walks into the common room, a medley of loud music and partying amid other things, a confident air around him. It immediately dissolves as soon as he sees Benjy at the drinks table, chatting up another boy with an infuriatingly easy grin on his face.
"Oh fuck," Sirius curses. He'd been looking forward to this New Year's party for weeks, and now he already had a New Year's resolution — avoiding his ex for as long as possible.
Benjy turns his head and his gold eyes catch Sirius's. Both boys freeze and Sirius can hear the blood roaring in his ears, shadows of his past echoing haunting words in his mind — Sirius, I'm sorry.
Sirius, I think we should be seeing other people.
Goodbye, Sirius.
The flashback stops and Sirius is thrown back into the present. He watches as Benjy says something to the other boy, who nods.
Panic grips Sirius as the former love of his life starts weaving through the partygoers.
Fuck, shit, what do I do — ?
"Hey, Sirius!" Remus's voice calls and a brilliant — mad but brilliant — idea hits Sirius like a boulder. It's gutsy, Remus might castrate him later — but it'll be worth seeing the look on Benjy's face.
Remus pushes through a pair of dancing girls, his face flushed and a drink in his hand. "Hey, how are y— "
Sirius grabs his arm, pulls him in. "Don't resist," he mutters hastily, side-eying Benjy, who is pushing his way through the last throng of people between them.
"What— ?" Sirius cuts him off, slamming his lips onto Remus's. Remus releases a squeak of shock and his glass falls on the floor, but neither of them suddenly find the will to not care.
He vaguely hears a harsh sucking noise from Benjy, but he doesn't really concentrate on that, because his other senses are otherwise occupied. He can taste the alcohol on Remus's breath, feel his body grinding against his own, touching Remus's hair, his fingers delving through the soft strands.
He didn't expect to be utterly intoxicated by the kiss, awkward as it is — but it had been his mad, spontaneous idea after all — and he certainly hadn't expected Remus to participate, let alone enjoy it.
"Uh…" Benjy's shocked voice is what breaks through his haze and he pulls away, his head spinning as the deafening music crashes upon his ears.
Remus looks rosy, just as dazed, and as per his mad idea — which is in shambles, but also coming together — he pulls Remus into his side and allows a dopey smile to cross his lips. The most amazing part of it — it's genuine.
"Hullo, Benjy." It comes out a bit breathless. "How are you?"
Judging from the way Benjy's face is still stark white, he is definitely not fine.
Insane House - 273. Scenario - My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex quick make out with me
Sewing 101 - (location) Common Room, (action) kissing, (restriction) No Slytherins
Slash September - SiriusRemus
WC: 474
