"You're being very immature right now," Dora informed her boyfriend, crossing her arms in front of her.

"I am not being immature. This is a totally normal thing to be angry about," Remus answered firmly, he too crossing his arms.

"Remus, you're mad at me and won't kiss me because I ate sour candy! What could be more immature than that?"

"Oh, I don't know… How about; Eating sour candy and demanding for a kiss when you very well know I hate it."

"Oh, come on! It's no big deal! It's just some candy!" Tonks said.

"It's not just some candy. You ate a whole bag of Skittles! And you know I hate them!"

Tonks huffed and rolled her eyes. Remus could be so stubborn sometimes.

"Please just kiss me," she pleaded.

"No. Not until you brush your teeth and use mouthwash," Remus replied.

"Please, Remus!"

"No."

Tonks looked at him for a moment searching for what to say and then smirked. "Okay, then," she went the door and started putting on her shoes.

"Wha-what are you doing?" Remus asked, frowning.

"Well, I'm so desperate for some attention and if my own boyfriend won't kiss me, I guess I will just have to go ask one of my friends to give me one," she saw Remus' eyes widen so she added, "Or maybe Charlie."

"No!" Remus yelled and rushed forward, grabbing Tonks' face in his hands and kissing her hard on the lips.

A few long and very blissful moments later, Remus broke away and leaned his forehead against hers. "You will never do such thing. And I would rather kiss you after you had some sour candy then have you kissing someone else."

Tonks smiled. "I would rather have you kiss me as well," she whispered and leaned in for another kiss.