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Hogwarts Funfair - Smells like teen spirit (lyrics in between sections do not belong to me)

Sink that Ship - Unbelievable

OTP Prompts list - Trope: Bedsharing

Ultime AU Promptathon Challenge - Bedsharing!AU

Living Together

WolfStar

~It's fun to lose and to pretend~

Sirius sat on the floor next to the coffee table and sighed. His cards were good - really good, but Remus looked desperate. Hell, Remus was desperate. Sirius knew that look. It was the look on Remus' face when he was considering bringing some of his valued first editions to the bookshop to sell.

And Sirius would have to go and buy it back under the ruse that he had seen it in a shop and thought of Remus. Just because he knew how much Remus valued the books.

"I fold," he said, putting his cards down. They were good enough for him to have continued, but not so good for Remus to realise that he was throwing the game.

James had folded a couple of rounds ago. He had lost to Remus already, allowing Remus a big score of money.

Truthfully, Remus was pretty bad at poker. He wasn't even that interested in gambling. It's just that Sirius and James insisted on the game-nights once per month to stop Remus from selling his books and things that meant something to him. Remus had so little already.

Remus was grinning widely as he put his cards on the table. Sirius glanced over and let out a loud sigh. He would have been able to win that hand. He hated losing, but this losing was for Remus. Sirius and James were pretty well off and this was the only way for Remus to take their money - if he won it. He'd never take a hand-out.

~And for this gift, I feel blessed~

Sirius was fixing tea when he heard someone come up behind him.

"I know that you did that on purpose."

He snorted as he turned. "Remus, you know I hate to lose," he said, truthfully. "I wouldn't throw a game like that."

"I've known you for… nine years? It must be about that now. I know when you're lying. I'm not that good at Poker and on the hands I'm out, I see how you and James finish the hand. It's different when I'm playing. You and James play well, but you tend to throw more money into the game and then fold a bit too easily. If it had been you and James, you would never have folded on that hand."

Sirius shook his head, hoping to deny things, but he could see by the look on Remus' face that Remus wasn't having any of it.

"I'm not taking the money," Remus decided. "Sirius, you're unbelievable. You know that?"

Sirius quickly moved forward at Remus' tone. "Take it. Just this one, Remus. Take it."

Remus shook his head and started to move away. "I can't. It's not really mine. I didn't win."

"One more hand," Sirius insisted, noticing James hovering in the doorway out of Remus' line of sight. "One more hand, winner takes all. Just… please."

James disappeared and Sirius hoped that James was smart enough to fix the deck so Remus would end up with a good hand and they would both fail terribly at the hand.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because nine years is a long time and I'm pretty sure I don't want to be walking down the road one day to find you sitting against a building because you're too proud to ask for help," Sirius said. "Remus, I know that you're selling your books to help with your rent money because you're struggling with getting enough hours at work. We're your friends. We just want to help you."

"I get why James does it, but you seem to go further out of your way to check on me." Remus stared at him, hoping to find an answer. "Why?"

Sirius managed to keep his face straight and hide his emotions and he could tell that his expression infuriated Remus. What could he really say?

'I'm completely in love with you and can't bear that you're struggling?'

'If only you'd come and live with me?'

No. Remus never dated. That wouldn't go across well at all.

"Because I care," Sirius finally said, turning his attention back to the kettle. "Fancy making mine? It always tastes better."

Remus silently moved beside Sirius and began to make his cup whilst Sirius made the other two.

~Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile~

Remus won the hand with two high pairs, and he looked pleased with himself, pocketing the money. He also looked extremely relieved and Sirius was glad that Remus had won around three month's rent. Usually they did about a month's money but with Sirius' bonus that month, he had wanted to do something a bit more than usual.

The cards were cleared away and the television was turned on and snacks brought out. James dropped down into the armchair and the other two on the sofa.

"This will fix the leak," Remus muttered to himself, deep in thought.

Sirius and James looked at each other in panic. The leak would take up a big portion of that money.

"Or you could just move in with me," Sirius blurted out.

"But… you only have one bedroom?" Remus asked, confused.

Whoops. Sirius bit his lip. "Oh yeah. What was I thinking?" he muttered, turning his gaze back to the television.

"Remus, the place you're in is falling apart. There is always some sort of repair and your landlord should be fixing that, not you. He's basically charging you full rent and making you fix everything. It's not fair. Sirius has a good idea. Why not move in here for a few weeks. You can halve the rent and bills and you'll be saving a load."

"I… maybe," Remus murmured.

"Sirius will be able to start saving for that motorbike," James continued slyly.

Remus was silent and James gave Sirius a pointed look.

"Moony, it'd be nice to have you here. This isn't a charity thing because I know that's where your mind goes. No. This is about me wanting you here and that's it. Why not? Move in with me."

Remus smiled. "How can I say no to that?" he asked, knowing that Sirius was being honest with him. Well, somewhat honest. Sirius was still holding something back… well, Remus hoped he was.

~And always will until the end~

You know, you have some nice furniture. It's very… homey. If you're planning on staying a while, we could just sell some of mine and mix the furniture up?" Sirius suggested.

Remus looked around and slowly nodded. He had been in contact with a storage company and they had been pretty high prices, but if stuff could go to Sirius' place, then it saved him money. He could get a cheaper storage unit… and… well, maybe sell some. Sirius was giving off the impression that this was a permanent thing.

"Am I moving in for a few weeks or for long-term?" Remus asked. "If it's long term, I can sell some stuff too and have a cheaper storage. I just need to know. I don't want to sell things if I move out in the next three or four months."

"Well, if you put it that way… yeah, a few years or something sounds good," Sirius said, blaisely. Remus almost snorted. Sirius was clearly trying not to sound eager.

"Right, so that means we're going to be old men, sharing a flat together? Sure I won't cramp your style?"

"Moony, two eligible bachelors together. What could go wrong?"

"Oh, so you think I might help with the ladies or blokes?"

"No! I didn't mean… I just meant… I don't know what I meant. Will you still steal my chocolate when you're ninety?"

"Yeah probably," Remus admitted, unable to keep the smile off his lips at the idea of living with Sirius forever. After all, Sirius had said ninety.

"Sounds good. We'll be in a routine by then," Sirius agreed, with a wide grin. He threw an arm around Remus' shoulders. "Let's do it."

Remus shifted slightly closer to Sirius. He liked having his own place too much, loved having his own space.

But he'd give that up for Sirius. In fact, he'd give up anything for Sirius.

Plus, maybe once they were living together, he could find out if he was right about knowing Sirius' true feelings towards him. Living with Sirius could maybe one day progress into something more.

And the idea of being with Sirius was worth giving up his own space. Because he would be sharing with Sirius.

~My libido~

"Oh. I think the sofa is broken," Sirius muttered, trying to pull it out and failing. "I can take the floor and you can have my bed and tomorrow—"

"Don't be silly," Remus replied, shaking his head and frowning at the sofa. "Look, you have a big enough bed. We can share tonight and fix the sofa tomorrow?"

Sirius almost caught his hand in the metal attachment on the sofa and swore. "Wait, you want to…" he coughed, forcing his voice to sound normal. "Yeah. We can share."

Remus grinned at him. "I hope you don't hog the covers, Padfoot," he said. "I'm going to get changed for bed."

Sirius nodded. He watched Remus leave the room and he said a silent thank you to the sofabed. Though he wasn't sure how he'd manage to control himself whilst in bed with the love of his life.

It was like a dream come true.

He waited until Remus was out of the bathroom before heading in there to brush his teeth and tie his hair back to avoid knots. He threw his clothes into the washing basket, feeling satisfied when seeing them with Remus' clothes, and pulled on his pyjama bottoms.

He walked into the bedroom and caught the look in Remus' eyes when his gaze moved down his body. It lasted only for a second, but Sirius saw that Remus was interested and he found it hard to play it cool as he turned the light off, walked over to the bed and slipped under the covers.

The bed was both too small and too big. The distance between them wasn't much but he needed to be as far away from Remus as possible because he didn't know how to control himself.

"We should talk about bills," Remus murmured. "We could get a two-bedroom place and split the rent like we talked about, or maybe just stay here for a while?"

"You just want to stay in my bed, don't you?" Sirius teased, watching Remus carefully for a reaction.

"The sofa does look unfixable," Remus replied with a smile. "So?"

"Yeah. I'm okay with sharing a room… bed," Sirius admitted softly. "You can stay in here with me for as long as you like. Just tell me when you're ready to go and get a new sofa."

"I like the sofa you have," Remus said. "Let's keep it."

"That means you'll be sleeping in here… for good?"

Remus merely nodded at Sirius' comment and Sirius couldn't help but smile widely, feeling confident enough in the exchange to give Remus a hint at how he felt.

"I'm glad you're here," Sirius murmured softly. "Goodnight, Remus."

He leaned closer, letting his lips press softly against the corner of Remus' lips. His heart pounded against his chest as he waited for a reaction. He expected Remus to push him away.

As he pulled away, Remus grabbed him and pulled him closer, pressing their lips together desperately.

It only took minutes for clothes to find their way on the floor and for them to be panting each other's names.

~Bring your friends~

"Hey Padfoot," James called, walking into the flat and looking around. "Just here to see if things are working out and if you still wanted to go and look at two-bedroom flats today?" He pushed open the bedroom door before rushing out.

"Perhaps you should wait in the living room for us," Remus called, trying to hide the amusement from his voice.

"Unbelievable," James muttered, grumpily. "Perhaps I should wait outside," James headed towards the kitchen to put the kettle on. Once he had sat down with his cup of tea and his mood and the visions of Sirius naked had left his mind, he smiled. He had hoped they'd get together at some point but hadn't expected the pair to do that on the first night.

They came out of the bedroom, hand in hand and smiled at James.

"So… what should we do today since I'm guessing you don't need an extra bedroom after all?" James asked.

"Anything you want," Sirius said, his gaze on Remus. "Last night was unbelievable."

"As was this morning," Remus admitted. "I'm glad you tried to trick me at Poker. I mean, I was annoyed before… but if you didn't, we may not have ended up here."

"I like to think that we would have, but just not as quickly."

"Right right, you love each other," James sighed. "It only took you like four or five years to admit it. Let's get out of this place and do something. I'll call Lily to meet us. We can go to breakfast or something and celebrate?"

"Sounds good!" Sirius replied. "We should also get that sofa fixed. Not that Remus needs it, but just in case—"

"Oh." Remus went red. "I may know how to fix it…."

Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Care to explain?"

"I suspected you had feelings for me so I broke the sofa," Remus admitted.

Sirius laughed. "I knew there was something odd about the sofa breaking. I tried it before and it was fine. You're sneaky, love."

"I just wanted to get into your bed," Remus replied, leaning in to kiss Sirius.

James rolled his eyes. "I'll meet you downstairs," he sighed, leaving the two lovebirds alone.