Title:
Kings Cross Kiss
Rating: PG-13
Pairing:
Remus/Sirius
'Thanks for dropping me off at the station,' Remus said, not quite meeting Sirius' eye.
'No problem. Can't wait until next year when we can apparate.'
'Yeah,' agreed Remus, shuffling his feet. He glanced up at Sirius and wondered if they should hug, if the mutual hand jobs they'd done over the past 10 days had just been Sirius getting off or something more. Something like what Remus wanted. He opened his mouth to speak but then closed it, not quite knowing how to bridge the gap between him and Sirius which suddenly seemed so far away.
'So, I'll, uh, be seeing you,' Sirius said, his eyes flickering over to the stationary train that was scheduled to take Remus from London to his parents house in a few minutes.
'Yeah.' Remus couldn't quite ignore the dropping of his stomach as much as he'd like to. 'Bye.' He turned to leave but Sirius caught his sleeve and pulled him violently against him, their noses crashing into each other.
'Oh god I'm sorry,' Sirius whispered frantically and Remus opened his mouth to reply but Sirius lips were there and oh. The pain in his nose faded at once when faced with the contrast of Sirius' soft lips against his and Remus could barely process what was happening before Sirius pulled away, as quickly as he had pulled them together.
'Good god, I just kissed you at Kings Cross,' he said, a little deliriously, Remus thought.
'You did,' Remus affirmed, still dazed and wondering vaguely if he had a concussion.
'Fuck, your train is leaving!'
Remus spun around and sure enough, a shrill whistle blew indicating the trains departure.
'Write me?' Sirius said as Remus stumbled over his feet to pick up his luggage.
'Of course,' he replied with a grin before jogging to catch his train. His nose was positively throbbing but at that moment, he didn't give a damn.