When You Love Somebody

"Okay. Lights…tree…presents…eggnog… mistletoe," Sirius listed off, "I think we've got everything, Moony! Now we can have a proper Christmas! AND ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOUUUUUUUUUUU," he belted out, off-key.

Remus, who was lying face down on Sirius' ratty couch, mumbled a "'whatever you say, Padfoot" through the cushions.

Sirius scowled and grabbed a handful of his friend's sweater. He hoisted the other man up forcefully.

"Get up, Moony, it's Christmas!" Sirius yelled.

"Yes, and you've spent the last 3 hours putting up these bloody 'proper' decorations when we could have been doing something much more productive involving icing and candy canes…" Remus stated with annoyance.

"Fear not, my fair Moony," Sirius said dramatically, "I plan on getting you pissed from the eggnog so you'll snog me under the mistletoe!" He looked rather pleased at developing such an ingenious plot.

"That's the best idea you've had all day," Remus drawled.

"Well, I was planning on snogging Jamie, but since he's at his girlfriend's house—oy!"

Remus had shoved Sirius so hard that he had lost his balance and was now sprawled out on the orange shag carpeting in an oddly provocative pose.

"There will be no snogging of James Potter," Remus scolded as he towered over Sirius.

"Yes, master," Sirius replied solemnly, stifling a smirk.

"Why the sudden rush of Christmas spirit, anyway?" Remus asked as he helped Sirius back on his feet.

Sirius brushed himself off and replied distractedly, "I'm trying to make it special."

"But why?" the werewolf prodded.

"Because it's our first Christmas together, just the two of us, and I…" Sirius blushed.

"You…?" Remus helped him along.

"IwantittobeperfectbecauseIloveyousomuch," Sirius said hurriedly, shuffling his feet in embarrassment.

Remus blinked. And then laughed. Loudly.

"Might I ask what is so damn funny?" Sirius snapped, "I mean, honestly! You tell a bloke that you love him for the first time, and all he does is laugh!"

"Sorry." Remus stopped laughing, and looked genuinely apologetic. "I…I… love you too, you know."

"Really?" Sirius beamed.

"Without a doubt," the other man replied confidently.

Sirius narrowed his eyes. "Then how come you giggled?"

"Because…Merlin, Padfoot, you're such a girl!" Remus chuckled again. "If anybody asks, you're the woman in this relationship."

"Hey, I resent that," Sirius said, highly insulted.

"You are!" Remus insisted, "All sensitive and pretty…"

"Rugged and manly," Sirius corrected. " You're the sensitive and pretty one. Besides, if I were a girl, would I be able to do this?"

Sirius pressed his lips to Remus' roughly, delighted at the immediate response from the other man.

After a few seconds, he pulled away.

"Well, yes, Sirius, I do believe a girl is also capable of doing that, I just wouldn't enjoy it nearly as much," Remus quipped.

"Oh, shut it," Sirius grumbled.

Remus rolled his eyes. "Come here, you." He kissed him again, slowly.

Upon parting, they stared into each others' eyes with blissful little smiles on their faces.

"Love you, Moony," Sirius said, toying with the tawny hair at the nape of Remus' neck.

"Love you too," Remus whispered, kissing his cheek.

"I'll get the icing."

"I'll get the candy canes."

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