Remus admitted to himself, at first he didn't like the motorcycle, but he could really get used to this…
Clinging to Sirius, burying his face in Sirius' hair (even if it whipped his face a little), it was worth the initial disorienting feeling that came from the speed.
Of course he'd have enjoyed the ride a lot more if the destination were anywhere else. Sirius had only picked him up for a quick ride on his new bike (emphasis on new, Meryl and Mustachio had just taken him to buy it). He had to return to his damned house. He grimaced as they slowed down to an acceptable speed, and then an eventual stop in front of the dismal shack that housed the Lupins and their mother's boyfriend/meal ticket, Jim.
Sirius got off the bike first, and then offered his hand to Remus in a very gentlemanly like manner. Remus rolled his eyes and got off without assistance. "I'm not helpless you know."
"I never meant to imply you were." Sirius answered with a relaxed smile. "I just wanted another excuse to touch you."
"Oh? You had me glued to your back the entire ride. That wasn't enough?" Remus asked flirtatiously.
"There's never enough." Sirius answered, pulling Remus close and kissing him.
Remus tried to relax and enjoy the sensation of Sirius' lips against him, something he normally had no problem doing…but they were right in front of his house. He couldn't help but think of his mum, of Jim…if they saw it…
Sirius brushed his fingers against Remus' cheek. He still hadn't broken the kiss. He seemed to be deepening it. Remus (rather reluctantly even if it didn't seem that way to Sirius) pulled away. He frowned at the hurt look in Sirius' eyes while his skin still tingled from where Sirius' mouth had been.
"S-sorry love. It's just, you know…if one of them saw that." He motioned towards the house.
"I know, you'd be in for it." Sirius said with a reluctant sigh. He smiled sadly at Remus. "I still wish I could kiss you goodbye properly though."
"That was pleasant enough, more than I deserve." Remus said, feeling his knees go weak at the heated look Sirius gave him. He knew there was a lot more Sirius wanted to do to him than kiss him, but so far he hadn't let him.
Remus squeezed Sirius' hand and then turned towards the house and forced himself to walk forward. Each step took more effort than the last as he got further from Sirius and all that was good in the world, and closer to his miserable excuse for a family. He could hear music being played in the house. He looked in the window and was startled.
His mother was dancing, she looked happy. Lucille Lupin was not a happy drunk. Drunk yes, happy no. Remus raised an eyebrow. He hesitated at the doorway, wondering if it was a trick. He dismissed the idea, as it was extremely irrational…but he was still confused.
"Moony!" Sirius called. Remus turned around. "If it's bad in there, call us okay. You know what this bike mean, right? It means I can pick you up if they're being shits."
"Sirius, you always pick me up. Even without a motorcycle." Remus said with a gratified smile.
"A soon to be flying motorcycle."
"Oh I hope someone talks you out of that one." Remus muttered, before entering his house.
He tried to walk up the stairs to his room without his mother noticing. He figured he had a good chance, it was hard to see the stairwell from the living room, and even though the steps creaked, the music was sure to drown it out. But she seemed to be waiting for him, so he wasn't even on the third step before Mrs. Lupin came into the hallway.
"R'mus! Yer finally home!" She shouted, stumbling towards him and wrapping him in a messy hug. He resisted the urge to pull away, she smelled like beer and an ash tray. But she never hugged him, or showed affection for him, so he resisted the urge and stood still.
"I shaw yooou outside with that, that boy. That pretty boy. Whatsis name? Anywaysh, he's hot and he kished you!" Mrs. Lupin slurred happily. She pinched Remus' cheek affectionately and he was relatively sure this was not the same person he'd left the house to earlier.
"Oh Remus…I alwaysh thought you'd be alone cuzzuv what you are…I wash always worried abou' you. Cuz yer a good boy an' you don' deserve to be alone. But that boy looked nice and, oh Remus I'm so happy for you! I want you to be, be happy!" She said, her eyes watering. She looked ecstatic.
Remus' face looked calm, but internally he was shocked. His mother had hardly spoken to him since, well since before he was bit. She hadn't acted like she'd cared about him since before he was a werewolf. This took him completely by surprise. Especially since Jim was a homophobe. He figured his mother would fear for him more than anything if she found out.
"I…I was trying to keep it a secret. You know, because of Jim." Remus explained, hoping his mother would elaborate as to why him being gay was not a problem.
"Oh Jimmy's out wif friends now. It duzzint matter, as long as yer happy Remus. Just don't tell him and we'll all be fine. I just want you to be happy. I love you R'mus. You're happy, right?" Lucille asked.
Remus smiled. "I'm really happy mum. I've never been happier than when I'm with Sirius."
Lucille hugged him again. "Tha's wonderful! Oh, wait, does he know?" She asked.
"Yeah, he knows. And he doesn't care mum. He loves me anyway." Remus whispered, surprised to find he was crying. He hugged his mother back.
He never cried, or he tried not to anyway. He wondered why he was crying now, when he felt so relieved. His mother still loved him, and Sirius loved him. And no one cared he was a poofy-werewolf. Well, so long as punch-happy Jim didn't find out, they'd all be fine.
The sentimental moment was interrupted, however, when Jim pulled into the driveway. Lucille and Remus pulled apart, the moment was gone. Lucille stumbled into the living room, back to her booze and her cigarettes. Remus shut himself in his room.
Things were back to normal.
But Lucille loved him, and he knew it now.
Clinging to Sirius, burying his face in Sirius' hair (even if it whipped his face a little), it was worth the initial disorienting feeling that came from the speed.
Of course he'd have enjoyed the ride a lot more if the destination were anywhere else. Sirius had only picked him up for a quick ride on his new bike (emphasis on new, Meryl and Mustachio had just taken him to buy it). He had to return to his damned house. He grimaced as they slowed down to an acceptable speed, and then an eventual stop in front of the dismal shack that housed the Lupins and their mother's boyfriend/meal ticket, Jim.
Sirius got off the bike first, and then offered his hand to Remus in a very gentlemanly like manner. Remus rolled his eyes and got off without assistance. "I'm not helpless you know."
"I never meant to imply you were." Sirius answered with a relaxed smile. "I just wanted another excuse to touch you."
"Oh? You had me glued to your back the entire ride. That wasn't enough?" Remus asked flirtatiously.
"There's never enough." Sirius answered, pulling Remus close and kissing him.
Remus tried to relax and enjoy the sensation of Sirius' lips against him, something he normally had no problem doing…but they were right in front of his house. He couldn't help but think of his mum, of Jim…if they saw it…
Sirius brushed his fingers against Remus' cheek. He still hadn't broken the kiss. He seemed to be deepening it. Remus (rather reluctantly even if it didn't seem that way to Sirius) pulled away. He frowned at the hurt look in Sirius' eyes while his skin still tingled from where Sirius' mouth had been.
"S-sorry love. It's just, you know…if one of them saw that." He motioned towards the house.
"I know, you'd be in for it." Sirius said with a reluctant sigh. He smiled sadly at Remus. "I still wish I could kiss you goodbye properly though."
"That was pleasant enough, more than I deserve." Remus said, feeling his knees go weak at the heated look Sirius gave him. He knew there was a lot more Sirius wanted to do to him than kiss him, but so far he hadn't let him.
Remus squeezed Sirius' hand and then turned towards the house and forced himself to walk forward. Each step took more effort than the last as he got further from Sirius and all that was good in the world, and closer to his miserable excuse for a family. He could hear music being played in the house. He looked in the window and was startled.
His mother was dancing, she looked happy. Lucille Lupin was not a happy drunk. Drunk yes, happy no. Remus raised an eyebrow. He hesitated at the doorway, wondering if it was a trick. He dismissed the idea, as it was extremely irrational…but he was still confused.
"Moony!" Sirius called. Remus turned around. "If it's bad in there, call us okay. You know what this bike mean, right? It means I can pick you up if they're being shits."
"Sirius, you always pick me up. Even without a motorcycle." Remus said with a gratified smile.
"A soon to be flying motorcycle."
"Oh I hope someone talks you out of that one." Remus muttered, before entering his house.
He tried to walk up the stairs to his room without his mother noticing. He figured he had a good chance, it was hard to see the stairwell from the living room, and even though the steps creaked, the music was sure to drown it out. But she seemed to be waiting for him, so he wasn't even on the third step before Mrs. Lupin came into the hallway.
"R'mus! Yer finally home!" She shouted, stumbling towards him and wrapping him in a messy hug. He resisted the urge to pull away, she smelled like beer and an ash tray. But she never hugged him, or showed affection for him, so he resisted the urge and stood still.
"I shaw yooou outside with that, that boy. That pretty boy. Whatsis name? Anywaysh, he's hot and he kished you!" Mrs. Lupin slurred happily. She pinched Remus' cheek affectionately and he was relatively sure this was not the same person he'd left the house to earlier.
"Oh Remus…I alwaysh thought you'd be alone cuzzuv what you are…I wash always worried abou' you. Cuz yer a good boy an' you don' deserve to be alone. But that boy looked nice and, oh Remus I'm so happy for you! I want you to be, be happy!" She said, her eyes watering. She looked ecstatic.
Remus' face looked calm, but internally he was shocked. His mother had hardly spoken to him since, well since before he was bit. She hadn't acted like she'd cared about him since before he was a werewolf. This took him completely by surprise. Especially since Jim was a homophobe. He figured his mother would fear for him more than anything if she found out.
"I…I was trying to keep it a secret. You know, because of Jim." Remus explained, hoping his mother would elaborate as to why him being gay was not a problem.
"Oh Jimmy's out wif friends now. It duzzint matter, as long as yer happy Remus. Just don't tell him and we'll all be fine. I just want you to be happy. I love you R'mus. You're happy, right?" Lucille asked.
Remus smiled. "I'm really happy mum. I've never been happier than when I'm with Sirius."
Lucille hugged him again. "Tha's wonderful! Oh, wait, does he know?" She asked.
"Yeah, he knows. And he doesn't care mum. He loves me anyway." Remus whispered, surprised to find he was crying. He hugged his mother back.
He never cried, or he tried not to anyway. He wondered why he was crying now, when he felt so relieved. His mother still loved him, and Sirius loved him. And no one cared he was a poofy-werewolf. Well, so long as punch-happy Jim didn't find out, they'd all be fine.
The sentimental moment was interrupted, however, when Jim pulled into the driveway. Lucille and Remus pulled apart, the moment was gone. Lucille stumbled into the living room, back to her booze and her cigarettes. Remus shut himself in his room.
Things were back to normal.
But Lucille loved him, and he knew it now.