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A/n I'm going to tell you a story. A very sad story about a girl and her iPod. This girl and her iPod were best friends, the girl loved the iPod with all her heart. Then came a nasty Argos book which FELL on the iPod and smashed it. The iPod was okay, until EVERYTHING FELL OUT OF IT! So I'm writing this on my mums iPad so for the dimer than average people out, The girl, was me and the iPod, was pretty much my only attachment to the outside world. So, I can't access my emails, which means, I haven't an idea about any prompts and updates maybe rather lacking from now on :( but here we go, forgive me if this is below standard. Btw, my mood is rather lacking, so be happy, you almost got the saddest fic ever to rule the planet
Remus staggered against the newly added weight of Sirius as he was suddenly assaulted by the boy, who had rather unceremoniously chucked himself at the smaller boy, wrapping himself around him like a 60's stars feather boa, "Meep!" He squeaked rather uncertainly, having stumbled into a wall and whacking his head against it.
"REMUS! I am sooooo sorry! Is your head okay? Do you need the nurse? Should I call the hospital? Damn! I'm sorry, Do you need me to kiss it better, here, bend it forwa-"
"Sirius!" Remus exclaimed, his cheeks blushing as hard as hard as he had ever had, none to aware about James and Lily standing about two feet away, sniggering at the sight before them.
"What? I haven't seem you in a century, don't give me that look, it felt like a century, I thought you were going to meet a hot ginger Irish bloke and dump me completely! Oh god! You did! Your breaking up with me? You Bastard!" Sirius squealed, sliding off Remus (who let out a sigh of relief) and squared up to him, well, squared down to him.
"Sirius," Remus said with a fond smile, "I was visiting my family and Ireland for 2 weeks. You phoned me for two hours, a day, and texted me non-stop, I hadn't a chance to BREATHE, when I was in Ireland." Sirius squeaked happily and wound himself around Remus again, only this time, pulling Remus's legs around his waist.
"Sirius!" Remus said, blushing adorably but not letting go, "Your being indecent! James and Lily are right there!" He pointed over at James and Lily, smiling apologetically.
"Yeah, well, they were just leaving." Sirius huffed, glaring pointedly at the amused couple, who took this as their queue to leave.
"Oh yeah! James is helping me pick out a dress for prom!" Lily giggled at the look of disgust on her much loved boyfriends face.
"What! Ew! No," James protested, faltering slightly at the glare both loved starved boys sent towards him, "Did I say no? I meant absolutely! Lets go Lily!" And he ran off in the opposite direction, pulling a giggling wildly, Lily with him.
Gay guys can be scary when they need to snog.
Trust me.
They are.
Sirius turned his attention on Remus again, smiling boisterously at the boy who was still flushing madly, but was drinking in his appearance as if he was seeing him for the first time.
"I've missed you so much." Sirius mumbled, smiling with such genuine, Remus giggled a little.
"I know, I've got a hundred voice mails of you sobbing into the mic, saying 'I miss you Wemmie!' And about hundred things that you miss about me. Not being able to snog me came up quite a few times mind you." Mus laughed when Sirius flushed, he had made 'the' Sirius Black flush.
"Yes, well, I did." Sirius mumbled, still not being able to wipe the huge grin from his face.
"I was thinking about putting it as my ringtone. My brother picked up the phone once, he didn't stop laughing for about a week."
Sirius cringed, he remembered that, he'd screamed "I LOVE YOU REMUS LUPIN!" Into the phone about a hundred time before he realised, it wasn't Remus.
He'd hung up fairly quickly.
Sirius glanced up again. Still smiling like an idiot. He couldn't help it! He hadn't seen Remus in 2 weeks! Do you know how long that it is loved-up couple time? Nearly do I! But fairly long I reckon! He hadn't heard his smooth like velvet voice, excluding the times above the crackly audio of the bad reception Remus's phone had gotten in Ireland. He hadn't seem him smile, or seem that red hue fill those cheeks he just loved kissing and pinching. And kissing. KISSING! Bloody hell! How'd Sirius forget about that! He hadn't kissed Remus in over two weeks! And now their talking! When they,could be doing far more interesting things in Sirius's opinion!
Sirius leant Remus against the wall slightly, and with a twinge of regret, felt the boys slightly muscular legs slide down his waist. "Sirius?" Remus asked, a hint of confusion etched in with the melody of his voice, he hoped he hadn't pushed Sirius to far with the teasing. He'd hadn't meant to do it. He just felt so comfortable that he just had giggle a 'tiny' bit at the boys expense.
Remus peered up at Sirius, his eyebrows were furrowed and a small frown played on his lips, Sirius didn't like that look, well, it was adorable, Remus was practically pouting, but that look meant he was disappointed in something. Sirius never wanted that look pointed on him. So he took a deep breath. And dived down.
There was a fair dive now, I mean, Remus was 5'5 and Sirius was 6'4. He couldn't reach until, Remus getting the point, stood on his tiptoes, and wrapped his arms around Sirius's neck for balance.
Their mouths met in haste and Remus vaguely wondered, through the glorious feeling of Sirius's mouth pushing against his own, rather pale lips, how'd he'd managed to get through two whole weeks without divesting himself in such a adreline-filled act.
But then, Sirius's tongue was against his lips and all coherrent thoughts were pushed out of the young genius's head, one hand reaching up to grasp Sirius's hair as the older boys mouth took refuge on his neck.
"Nng...S-Sirius, you do realise we're in the middle of the s-shopping centre?"