Summary: Remus, Sirius, a bright summer's day by the lake. Sirius admires the effect sunlight has on Remus.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Category: romance
Warnings: This is a slash story, which means romance between two guys. If you cannot handle this type of content, please do not read this story.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the story itself. Harry Potter belongs to Scholastic, Warner Bros., and the lovely and talented J.K. Rowling. The lovely title phrase, which inspired this fic, was originally written by e.e. cummings.
Author's Notes: I wrote this last week and I'm debating whether it's brilliant or utter shite, as the British say. It's short (just 269 words) and very stylistic, but I think (hope?) I managed to capture the moment. Feedback is always appreciated!
Lovers Alone Wear Sunlight
You thought it must have been some divine act of alchemy when you noticed that day for the first time how the sunlight reflecting off the lake mixed just so with the shadows under the tree and turned the brown in his hair that perfect shade of honey gold.
He sat with you and beside you so still and focused on his text and you longed to reach out and touch him but you wouldn't dare. It had taken you too long to regain his trust and you had both lost so much that to risk it all again would be unthinkable.
Instead you just watched him in his beauty as the dappled sunlight moved gently over his hands and face and lips and you were astonished to find yourself jealous of an element of nature. He was yours and he was not yours and you believed that without him you were lost.
So as he turned to you with his eyes shining and the light playing off his face making the dimple in his smile irresistible you knew you had to take a chance and you claimed him with your kiss.
When you pulled away from each other he looked at you with surprise and you made a feeble attempt at an apology you didn't mean. He just smiled and held you closer and whispered lovers alone wear sunlight making you wonder if the rays of gold made you just as beautiful as they made him. Then nothing else mattered except him as you tumbled down into the grass together and everything was perfect under the setting sun.