A/N This is the last official chapter, however, don't worry my loves, we still have the epilogue to go!
"You better not even think about pulling another stunt like that again young man, I'm too old for it!" Effie lectured, causing Sirius to stifle a laugh as he fidgeted with the phone cord.
It was the next morning and despite sleeping on a rickety motel bed, Sirius had one of the best nights of sleep in his life. Not just because he was very tired after an excellent snogging session, but because he'd just spent the night wrapped in the arms of Remus Lupin, which Sirius had to admit was a five-star experience.
"Sorry Effie, but I'm safe now, and we'll be back in time for dinner," Sirius reassured, giving a small wave to Alice, who had walked into the staffroom to make herself a cup of tea.
"You better be home for dinner, I'm making pasta. Tell Remus and Lily to come, no excuses!"
Sirius chuckled slightly and rolled his eyes at Alice, who smiled in reply, stirring her tea with a clink .
"Of course, Mum, no excuses," Sirius teased, and Alice exited with a knowing smile. He decided that he rather liked the Geordie receptionist.
"You do know that Remus was worried about you…" Effie fished, her teasing voice making it clear to Sirius that she knew of the two's mutual feelings.
Sirius chuckled and was about to dismiss all of Effie's fishing for information, but Remus himself walked in, wearing an adorably ugly jumper and a wide smile.
"Wait Effie, did you say that Remus was worried about me?" Sirius said, continuing his eye contact with Remus, (who had now let out a rather overexaggerated sigh at Sirius's antics).
"Oh yes dear, he was worried sick , insisted on going down there to fetch you, I think you should thank him," Effie replied, oblivious to Sirius's teasing and eager to set the two up. Remus was now standing beside Sirius, ear-to-ear with him as they listened in to what Effie was saying.
"Yes, I think I should thank him," Sirius pulled the receiver away slightly and gave the side of Remus's face a quick lick, causing Remus to swat Sirius and step away, trying not to burst with laughter and blow their cover.
"Aye you should, and I'll leave you to do that, see ya toni—"
"Wait, Effie, I think Remus wants to speak to you," Sirius interrupted, giving the now scowling Lupin a sly grin as he passed him the phone.
"Remus? Hello love," Effie cooed. Remus flashed Sirius a rather powerful death-stare as he fumbled to find something to say to Effie.
"Hey Eff, how's the…" Remus stopped, gesturing wildly and racking his brains, trying to find something to say, "How's the hose?" He finished, and Sirius let out a laugh. Remus flashed him his middle finger whilst listening to Effie's reply.
"Don't even get me started Rem, Marlene and I have compiled a suspect list—" Effie began, and Remus pulled the phone away, covering the bottom with the ball of his palm.
"This is all your fault, now I've set her off," Remus whined, and Sirius covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to laugh any more than he already had.
"It's not that bad," Sirius defended, and Remus's eyes widened.
"Oh really? Let's check shall we?" Remus let go of the bottom of the receiver, letting the now unmuffled voice of Effie Potter pour from the speaker, loud enough for both to hear.
"So then we went round to his house, and I was convinced it was him! Well, you know what Slughorn is like, but it wasn't him! Marlene checked his shed and everything! "
Remus covered the receiver again, giving Sirius an I told you so look. Sirius just shrugged his shoulders, leaning against the wall with a smirk, "What can I say? The woman's passionate about hoses!"
"Like mother, like son." Remus joked, uncovering the speaker and replying to Effie before Sirius could digest the joke.
"Cor, that's horrible Eff, we'll speak tonight yeah? At dinner?" Remus replied, wrapping up the already long-winded phone call.
"Oh yes, of course, dinner. Better go to the high street to get the ingredients, see you tonight pet."
"See ya tonight." Remus finished, putting the phone on the hook before Effie could find a way to continue the conversation.
As soon the phone hit the hook, the two burst into laughter, Sirius slapping his knee dramatically as Remus hit him on the shoulder playfully, laughing heartily.
"You're an arsehole, why the hell did you lick me?" Remus gasped out between laughs.
"Well, I was told to thank you, so thanks!" Sirius said, still giggling as he gave Remus another lick, this time on the other cheek.
"Get aff of me, you dog!" Remus laughed, pulling Sirius off of him but keeping a grip on the collar of his t-shirt, pulling him in enough so that he could still see the tiny flecks of blue in his grey eyes.
"I'm your dog," Sirius grinned, moving his arms so that they were strategically placed on Remus's hips. Remus's heart fluttered, glad to have some confirmation that the night before hadn't been some wonderful, crazy dream.
"You're my dog," Remus agreed, leaning in and giving Sirius a sweet kiss. Sirius laughed and reciprocated the kiss, moving his hands to Remus's waist.
"This better not mean that I have to clean up your shite," Remus said against Sirius's lips, eliciting a chuckle from him.
"No, but it does mean that I get to hump your leg," Sirius said, imitating a dog barking. Remus covered Sirius's mouth and laughed.
"Save that for later, eh?" Remus said with a smirk.
"Maybe you're the dog after all Lupin."
"Are we there yet?"
"Sirius, we haven't even left the car park." James groaned, cursing himself for choosing to sit next to Sirius in the back of the car, instead of in the front with Remus.
"I know that, just checking that you were focusing, Prongsie," Sirius said with a wink, only infuriating James more.
"I spy something beginning with an L ,"
Remus groaned, annoyed that he was the one driving because if he hadn't been, he would've smacked Sirius in the face.
"Lemme guess, is it, Lily?" Remus deadpanned, looking at Sirius through the rearview mirror.
"How'd you know?" Sirius exclaimed gleefully, and James turned to Sirius, flicking him on the head whilst screaming,
"BECAUSE YOU'VE EYE-SPIED EVERYONE IN THE DAMN CAR!"
Sirius raised his arms in surrender, "Alright, no need to get all… Emotional," He teased, turning James's face into a colour similar to Lily's hair.
Remus was certain that Sirius would be dead by the end of this car journey.
"CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON!" Sirius sang at the top of his voice, and the rest of the car's inhabitants regretted letting Sirius pick a song to try and shut him up. If anything it amplified him more, as Sirius was now doing some pretty violent air guitar in James's face.
"Please God, make it stop," James said, hands clasped in fake prayer as Sirius headbanged.
"DON'T YOU CRY NO MOREEEE." Sirius attempted to sing. Lily tried to endure it for longer, but she couldn't resist as she found herself turning down the car's stereo, earning whoops from James and Remus, and a loud protest from Sirius.
"What the —" Sirius protested.
"Thank you, Lily, you beautiful brilliant girl," James said in celebration as Sirius pouted.
"You said I could pick a song!" Sirius whined, and Remus scoffed.
"How naive of us," Remus said, shifting gear.
"How very wrong of us," Lily agreed with a wicked smile.
"Never again, right guys?" James said, Remus and Lily agreed in a chorus of,
"Fuck yes, never again." and a whine of protest from Sirius.
*
"Guys can we —"
"No Sirius, we're not getting a Mcdonalds."
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"No," Remus repeated.
"Will you say yes if I give you a blowie?"
"SIRIUS, GROSS." James interrupted, miming being sick.
*
"Home, sweet home." Remus opened the car door, stretching his long legs after being cramped in his dinky car for five hours. It was around 6pm now, and the four had just arrived back at the Potter house. Remus thought of all that had changed in the few days that they were gone, how much they had changed.
"Ma is going to be over the moon when she finds out you and Sirius have gotten together," James said, bumping his shoulder with Remus's.
Remus turned to look at James, wondering how he'd already figured out that the two were going out. They were going out, weren't they? Remus didn't even know if Sirius wanted that. Sure they'd had a snog, but so what? Sirius has probably snogged a lot of blokes, let alone Remus. Why would Sirius want to date Remus? He was gangly, scarred and very weird. He owned a bookshop cafe at the age of twenty-three for god's sake.
"Remussss? Moony?"
Remus was taken out of his spiral of self-hate by James, who was now snapping his fingers in his face.
"Earth to Moony? Yello?"
"Sorry— wait, how'd you know?" Remus asked, nervously looking at James, who laughed slightly before tilting his head to give Remus a fatherly look.
"Do bears shit in the woods?" James asked, eyebrows raised.
"That obvious?" Remus asked with a slight chuckle, and James nodded,
" That obvious."
"What's obvious?" Lily asked, hopping out of the car and walking around, stretching as she did so, giving James a small smile.
"That Moony and Padfoot are going out," James answered, grabbing Lily's hand and taking it in his own.
"Oh aye, we knew as soon as yous woke up, the hickeys had their own story to tell," Lily smirked, gesturing to her own neck as Remus went bright red.
"Says you two, what's the story there?" Remus asked, desperate to change the subject.
"Oh well, we're engaged," Lily smiled, and James's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head, and Remus let his mouth gape open for a second.
"What? Are you really?" Remus asked, trying not to let his utter shock show.
" No ! Of course not, don't be a moron Lupin." Lily laughed, looking over to James, who looked more relieved than a reluctant father on Jeremy Kyle.
"God Lils, one way to scare off your brand new boyfriend." James breathed a sigh of relief, amusing the giggly Lily.
" Boyfriend?" Remus smirked, giving Lily a wink.
"Yup, isn't he lucky?" Lily teased, but Remus knew that the look she was giving James was genuine.
"God you've gone from wrestling on the floor of our shop to boyfriend and girlfriend in less than a week, I wouldn't be surprised if you two were married by the weekend," Remus laughed.
"No doubt you will be if Effie has anything to do with it," Sirius said, exiting the car and tossing the keys to Remus, who (just about) managed to catch them.
"Gracing us with your presence oh bastard one?" James said with a mocking bow, earning him a kick in the shins from Sirius.
"Ouch, Padfoot! Don't hurt the shins," James yelped, "Remus get your boyfriend sorted out." James grabbed his foot, dramatically hopping about as Lily crossed her arms and rolled her eyes, scoffing slightly before grabbing James's arm.
"Jesus Potter, I think half of Godric's Hollow heard that girly scream, better get you inside before neighbour watch reports you to constable Pete," Lily teased, grabbing James's arm and leading him up the path, leaving Remus and Sirius alone. Remus rolled his eyes and flashed Sirius a nervous smile, unsure of what his reaction would be to being called his boyfriend.
"How did they already figure it out?" Sirius said with a laugh, tucking a strand behind his ear nervously. Remus smiled and leaned forward, pulling the collar of his jumper down slightly to reveal the hickeys littered at the base of his neck. Sirius laughed and shook his head, eyeing his markings with pride.
"Ahh, those, " Sirius said with a shit-eating grin, clearly loving how flushed Remus was getting.
"Look, Pads, I totally get it if you don't want to be my boy—" Remus began, but was swiftly interrupted by Effie Potter shouting from the doorway of the manor,
"My lads! Why are ya both standing there in the cold like a couple of daft pricks? Come inside, I need to make sure that my bonnie Sirius has been returned to me in working order."
Remus laughed, feeling slightly silly, "Comin' Eff, I was just contemplating giving him back, forgot how much of an arse he is."
"Oi, Lupin, I am not an arse!" Sirius defended, seemingly unaffected by what Remus was about to say.
"That's my Sirius, always living in denial," Effie teased as the two walked up to the house, opening their arms so that the short woman could hug them.
"My big brave London lads, now come in and have some wine," Effie said, practically pushing the two into the house.
*
"So Marlene, you say there's been a big development in the case?" Effie asked, somehow remaining serious about the Case Of The Missing Hose ™ whilst dishing out the pasta onto everyone's plates.
Turns out, Mum had planned an elaborate dinner for the four, inviting Dorcas and Marlene to come and dine with them. Which of course meant that the three would only talk about their current investigation into the Case Of The Missing Hose ™ and their extensive list of suspects.
James couldn't believe the whole charade, but he knew how much his mum loved a good puzzle, and he expected to look over at his father and see him roll his eyes similar to how James was doing right now. However, when he looked over to his father, James saw a flash of panic arise in his eyes, his dad knew something.
"Was I ever a suspect?" James asked, making sure to keep a close eye on his fathers reaction. Mum scoffed and threw up her arms dramatically, "Don't be silly , the hose was long gone before you were even in the country."
James nodded and took another bite of his pasta, making sure to give his dad a quick glance before saying, "What about Dad?"
"What about your dad?" Mum asked.
"Has Dad ever been a suspect?" James asked, noting how his father's eyes flashed in a panic, trying to look anywhere but at James.
"Oh, of course not James, don't be silly!" his mum scolded, giving Lily a look that said,
Men? Am I right? James just nodded along and continued eating his pasta, ignoring the weird looks Lily was flashing him.
Sorry, Mum, James thought, but I'm about to crack the Case Of The Missing Hose™
As the meal drew to a close, Effie began to stand up, gathering everyone's plates to take them to the kitchen, but James interrupted, seeing this as his golden opportunity.
"Hey, Mum, why don't you let me and Da sort out the dishes, why should you have to clean up when you slaved over a pot for so long?" James said, his voice sickly sweet as he began to gather up the plates, turning around to give half of them to his bemused father.
"Oh James, that's so lovely of you! Thank you, honey," Effie said with a smile, sitting back in her chair, happy to carry on brainstorming with the girls, (even Lily had gotten a bit invested in the Case Of The Missing Hose™ )
"No Mum, thank you." James milked, walking out of the dining room and leading his dad into their kitchen, making sure to shut the door behind them. Ignoring the strange looks Sirius and Remus flashed his way.
"Right, spill," James said as soon as the kitchen door was shut, dumping the dishes in the sink and not giving them a second thought.
"What? What are you talking about?" Monty said, feigning innocence as he copied James, dumping the dishes in the sink, leaning against a cabinet.
"Don't act coy Da, I know that you know what happened to that hose," James accused, sticking a finger in his fathers face, wondering how all of a sudden he'd gotten sucked into the Case Of The Missing Hose™
"Alright, alright but you have to swear on your lucky rugby shirt that you'll never tell your mother."
"Swear on me lucky rugby shirt and socks," James said honestly, raising his hands up to show that his fingers weren't crossed, (this wasn't the first rugby shirt sworn secret between the two).
"Okay, it was me," Monty confessed, sighing and leaning against the kitchen island. James raised a bushy brow at his father,
"You stole your own hose?" James laughed, eyeing his dad suspiciously.
"No, god no. I broke it."
"You broke it?"
James suddenly felt like he needed to declare, 'Elementary my dear Watson!" and smoke out of a pipe right about now…
"Wait, if you just broke it, why couldn't you tell Mum?" James queried, folding his arms accusingly. He loved playing detective.
No wonder Mum had gotten so into this, he thought.
"Because she was too busy faffing about getting things ready for your arrival, and she asked me to water the plants the night before," Monty explained, looking oddly relieved, "so while I was watering the lilies," Monty chuckled and James shared his grin, "yes, the lilies. I stepped on the hose, and somehow ripped a massive hole in the blasted thing."
James couldn't contain his snort after hearing this, it was the sort of completely absurd thing that would only ever happen to his dad. (Monty had a habit of being the clumsiest man alive).
"Don't laugh, it's not funny," Monty scolded, unable to hide his own amused grin.
"Anyways, so I knew she would kill me if I told her I had broken it. After All, we'd only had the hose for around a month, so I told her it was missing," Monty shrugged, walking over and grabbing a beer, chucking a can at James before he could protest.
"Okay Da but missing isn't exactly stolen is it?" James adds whilst cracking open his own can, forgetting how much he missed his dad over the last few months. Monty shrugs again, taking a sip of the cheap beer.
"You know your mother, there was no other reasonable explanation in her eyes."
James nodded, feeling as if the Case Of The Missing Hose ™ had a rather anticlimactic end, he'd have much rathered that the truth would've been the tall tail about how Horace snuck into their shed in the dead of night, grabbing the hose and selling it on the black market for a pretty penny.
"All right Dad, you've confessed your sins, may your soul be set free," James proclaimed dramatically.
"What?" Monty asked, clearly confused over his son's theatrics. James dropped the dramatic arms he had been waving and rolled his eyes.
"It means you can go back to the dining room, I'll do the dishes."
"Brilliant, thanks son," Monty smiled, putting a loving hand on his son's shoulder and leaning in slightly, "Never a word to Effie about this, eh?"
"I'll take it to my grave Da," James promised, and Monty left the kitchen with a strut in his step, and a very amused James Potter left behind him.
James let himself have one more sip, (more like a chug) of his beer before turning to the sink, ready to tackle the dishes he'd promised he'd do. James was just about to sneak another gulp from his can when he heard the sound of the kitchen door opening and closing.
"What do you want Da? Another beer?" James asked, his back to whoever was standing at the doorway.
"Of all the nicknames you've had for me Potter, I never thought that Da was one of them," Lily said, the smugness practically dripping from her lips.
James instantly turned around, feeling utterly ridiculous in the bright pink gloves he'd put on to wash the dishes, whilst Lily stood in front of him looking like a goddess.
"God Evans, one way to give a man a heart attack," James laughed, snapping off the gloves as quickly as humanly possible, not missing the amused smirk Lily was sporting as he did so.
"Nice gloves."
"Nice face," James weakly retorted, eager to get Lily's attention away from the emasculating gloves. Lily smiled again and strode towards James, grabbing his can of cheap beer and taking a healthy swig.
"I do have a nice face, don't I?" Lily teased, bumping her nose against James's, again leaving the boy flustered.
"What do you want, Evans?" James whispered, knowing Lily no doubt had ulterior motives.
"Fine, you caught me," Lily smiled, pulling away and putting the beer can down, "what happened to the hose?"
James threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh, "How am I supposed to know what happened to the blasted hose?"
Lily didn't seem to find it funny as she folded her arms, looking accusingly up at James, giving him a stare that he knew only came out when she meant business.
"Okay, okay but you cannot tell anyone, I mean it. Not even Remus," James gives in, unable to resist her. He doubts he'll ever be able to resist Lily Evans and her killer green eyes.
"Why can't I tell Rem?" Lily asks, but her tone is softer, she's clearly pleased about how tightly James is wrapped around her fingers.
"Cause he'll tell Sirius, and Sirius has never been able to keep a secret. About anything."
Lily reluctantly agreed, hopping up onto the counter and swinging her legs. James fought a smile, restraining himself from bullying her about her height.
"Okay, so no telling Remus. Can you just tell me already," Lily said impatiently.
James shook his head lovingly as he scrubbed the dishes, looking at Lily on the countertop and thinking about how he never wanted to be apart from her, ever . The thought equally terrified and excited him immensely.
"Okay, so the truth is that Horace sneaked into the garden in the dead of night, unlocking the shed and stealing the hose. Then, he sold it on the black market. Rumours 'round the block say that it's now a repurposed crack pipe, getting every teenager in the highlands addicted to cocaine."
"Har har Potter, now tell me the real story, as fun as that one was," Lily laughed, amused by her boyfriend's theatrics.
"It's boring like, turns out all that happened was that Dad broke the hose, and was too much of a pussy to tell Mum he chucked it out, so he told her it was missing,"
"That's it?" Lily laughed. James nodded in reply, watching happily as Lily started to dry off the dishes he'd laid out. It all felt so beautifully domestic.
"That's us Potter men, not out with a bang but with a fizzle. Forever terrified and amazed by the strong women in our lives," James winked, causing Lily to turn an adorable shade of pink.
"Good thing I'm stuck with a Potter man then," Lily said, a perfect smile littered on her face as James observed her, he wondered how someone could look so beautiful whilst drying a plate. James realised then that he never wanted to love anyone else, only Lily.
Little did he know, Lily felt the exact same way.
*
"No Mum, thank you," James sucked up, and Remus looked at the boy quizzically, knowing that Potter wasn't usually one for easy hospitality or general do-goodery. Apparently, Sirius was thinking the exact same thing, as his expression towards Prongs was almost identical to Remus's.
"What the fuck is he playing at?" Remus whispered in Sirius's ear, watching as James left with Monty, looking oddly proud of himself.
"I've got absolutely no clue," Sirius laughed, putting his spare hand on Remus's thigh, taking him by surprise as he choked on his wine slightly.
"Everything alright Remmy?" Marlene teased, a knowing look plastered all over her infuriatingly perfect face. Dorcas shared a similar look, making Remus want to slap the pair of them.
"Yup, perfect Mckinnon. You?" Remus challenged, eyes flickering to Dorcas for a split second. Thankfully Marlene got the hint as she nodded, smiling softly.
"Yup, perfect."
"No Eff, it couldn't have been the Weasleys, Molly already has a perfectly good hose," Lily argued with Effie, clearly having a great time brainstorming about the circumstances of the stolen hose.
"But Lily, their hose is getting a bit old, they could have—" Dorcas interrupted, causing a debate to spark between the four women. Sirius rolled his eyes as he plucked another roll from the basket, watching the fight with some curiosity.
Remus was unsure what to make of Sirius's behaviour right now. After being interrupted outside by Effie. He hadn't had the chance to say what he wanted to say to Sirius. By now he'd come to the conclusion that Sirius probably didn't want a steady thing. After all, didn't he just get broken up with by his boyfriend before coming to Scotland?
"Oh Marlene don't be silly, it wouldn't have been constable Pettigrew, Peter can barely lift a doughnut up to his mouth, let alone a whole hose," Lily argued, looking to Remus for some backup.
"Aye Lils is right, one time Pete came into the café and couldn't even lift one of our cherry jam-filled scones," Remus backed Lily up, earning a smirk from Sirius, who was surprisingly the only one who didn't believe the obvious lie.
"See? He doesn't have the makings of a hose thief— wait, where's James?" Lily asked mid-sentence, looking around the dining table and finally realising her boyfriend was M.I.A.
"Still in the kitchen, forced me out, wanted to do the dishes by himself apparently," Monty asked, walking into the dining room, sporting a smirk and carrying a can of beer.
Lily stood up suddenly, smiling at Monty like she knew something, "Right, better go help him then," Lily winked at Monty, walking past and into the kitchen, leaving Remus slightly confused but happy for his love-sick friend.
"Well then, since Evans has gone to the kitchen for a shag, wanna go have a smoke?" Sirius whispered to Remus, brandishing a packet of Remus's favourite cigs.
"Go on then," Remus replied, standing up and offering Sirius his hand.
"Sorry Eff, we're off for a smoke," Sirius said, smiling sweetly and grabbing Remus's hand. Remus watched Effie as she slowly started to burst with pride, beaming like someone had given her an Olympic medal.
"I knew it, I knew you two would be perfect for one another, oh I'm just so—" Effie began, almost exploding with happiness.
"Go let the boys have a cig Eff, I have a new suspect in mind," Monty said, winking at the two.
"Oh Monty, I knew you cared!"
Sirius let out a snigger as he grabbed Remus and lead him out of the door, bringing him towards the back door. Remus couldn't help but smile as the two stepped out into the garden, the pleasant night air slapping his face comfortingly as he breathed in the crisp air of the Highlands. Effie had obviously spent a lot of her time in the garden. A delicate string of fairy lights brought light to the patio, making Remus feel like he'd stepped into some sort of fairytale daydream.
Remus felt himself let out a deep breath as he slid his back down the outside wall, sitting on the cold patio and watching as Sirius copied him, bringing out the packet of cigs and fishing one out, lighting it with a careful flick of his lighter.
"You say that you're gay Pads, but what kind of gay guy has a lighter with a pair of tits on it?" Remus laughed, grabbing the lighter and inspecting the very detailed artwork of boobs that was drawn on it.
"The kind of gay guy whose best mate is James Potter," Sirius puffed, blowing out the smoke and passing it to Remus, who took in a healthy draw, leaning his head back on the bricked wall and blowing it out, letting the smoke pour into the night air.
Remus chuckled tunelessly and passed the cig back to Sirius, closing his eyes and willing his pounding heart to slow down, "It's alright if you don't—" Remus paused, making sure that he was looking at Sirius before continuing, "It's okay if you don't wanna be my boyfriend, I don't mind," Remus lied, he did mind.
Sirius spluttered on the smoke, choking slightly before giving Remus a strange look,
"Why the hell wouldn't I want to be your boyfriend Moony?"
"I don't know, didn't you just get out of a relationship?" Remus answered bashfully, looking away from Sirius and taking another much-needed puff of the smoke.
Sirius laughed, shaking his head at the boy beside him, "Benjy? You think I'm upset over Benjy Fenwick?" Sirius stopped, looking at Remus as he snubbed the cig out, "Rem, Benjy was nothing more than a— than a good shag, okay?" Sirius confessed, grabbing Remus's face and tracing it with his thumb.
"Then how do I know I'm not more than just a good shag?" Remus whispered, looking into Sirius's dangerous eyes, letting himself wear his heart on his sleeve.
"Because Moons, every time I look at you, my heart gets a little bit bigger, and my pants get a little bit tighter," Sirius grinned, but Remus pulled away slightly.
"It's not funny Sirius, I need to know if you feel the same as I do, because I want more than just a shag. I want you to be my boyfriend, and I want you to hold my hand in public. I want you to eventually meet my family, I want to go out on dates with you and cook meals for you. I want you to test every single new cake I bake and listen when I'm rambling about a book, I want the real thing."
Sirius softened slightly, his eyes meeting Remus's, grabbing his hand and giving it a light kiss, before looking up and smiling, "Thank god, because I want the exact same thing, Moon-baker," Sirius grinned, and Remus felt the weight fall from his chest.
"You—you want the same thing?" Remus whispered, slightly shocked that Sirius hadn't stormed out, or gotten mad at his outburst.
"For the love of god Lupin, will you be my boyfriend?" Sirius laughed, pushing his nose against Remus's, letting their smoke-smelling breaths mingle as Sirius kissed around his mouth, waiting for an answer.
"Yes, yes you idiot," Remus whispered, pushing their lips together, grinning wildly against Sirius's mouth as he forgot everything except the taste of Sirius's tongue against his own.
The End.