I'M BACK!

probably for a decent amount of time now... unlike when I was 'back' in January...

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I wrote this for Liza (as a part of a team bonding exercise for Season 7 of the QLFC, though I'm not technically a part of the team? / also.. she is amazing as all get out, and if I write fluff for anyone, it's for her)

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This was also written for Hogwarts (for Bex hath commanded me), where I am a Slytherin (hiss hiss): Assignment #7 - Performing Arts Task #2: Write about making something more presentable.

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There are a couple more prompts listed below the fic.

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(real short) Summary: Sirius wants something, and... let's be real... Remus can't refuse him anything.

Warnings: None that I can think of. It's fluff (not my usual, I know), so if that's a downside for you, turn away.

Rating: probably K+

Word Count (excluding AN): 575

On Weddings and Chocolate Cake

Remus glared at Sirius as the shorter man entered their bedroom, a garment bag hanging suspiciously over his arm.

"No." Remus's voice was clipped, almost a little harsh, but Sirius's grin didn't falter in the slightest.

If anything, his grin grew. There was even a slight skip in his step as he quickly walked to where Remus was lying on the bed (a book sitting open on his blanketed lap). "You certainly look comfortable," Sirius said with a mischievous grin.

Remus chose not to answer and instead watched intently as Sirius set the bag down on the bed, humming softly to himself. Sirius. Humming. That was never a good sign.

Something akin to fear began to bubble up in Remus's chest, and he instinctively dog-eared his page before setting his book on the bedside table (to protect it from whatever Sirius was planning). He then cleared his throat, his arms snaking across his torso, drawing his cardigan tighter to his chest.

This entire situation was not amusing.

Sirius finally glanced up, already in the process of unzipping the bag, his eyes bright. "What is it, my darling?"

"No."

"No?"

Remus sighed before letting his hands fall into his lap. "Fine," he said, rolling his eyes. The cheer that Sirius gave was almost enough to make Remus smile. Almost.

When Sirius practically vaulted over the bed, pulling Remus into a tight hug, the werewolf was glad he had set his book to the side—it would have been smashed. "I know I'm like, your least favorite person in the universe right now, but I love you."

Okay. Maybe Sirius's excitement could pull a smile to Remus's lips. Just maybe. Or definitely. He was definitely smiling.

He quickly controlled that smile before Sirius pulled away, putting on his most apathetic expression. "Yeah, yeah. I know. Now get off of me before I change my mind."

Sirius laughed, but quickly complied. Within seconds he was off of Remus and completing his task of opening up the garment bag. Inside were matching suits, one having gold trimming and the other having maroon trimming. They were a little… cheesy for Remus's tastes, but they made Sirius happy, so how could he say no?

Seriously. He tried. Twice. Just a few moments ago.

Look at how easily he broke.

"Can't I just wear what I'm wearing?" Remus asked, already knowing he was going to lose this battle. "Just be casual for once?"

Sirius snorted, carefully taking the suits out of their bag and laying them out on the bed. "No offence, Rem, but you don't look presentable."

"We are wedding crashing, Siri. I didn't realize one had to look presentable to crash weddings." Remus couldn't help it, there was amusement laced in the tone of his voice. It was Sirius's turn to look unamused.

He shook his head and tugged Remus into a standing position, barely waiting until the taller man was on his feet before stripping him of his cardigan.

"No, my darling. We must become the Belles of the Ball!" Sirius practically sang. "We must make everyone jealous! We must eat cake!"

Remus tried to curb the smile that threatened to spread across his lips, but he failed. Afterall, Sirius was just so cute, how could he not smile?

"Fine. I'll wear the suit," he relented before letting out a proper grin. "Let's just hope, for your sake, that the bride and groom were smart enough to choose a chocolate cake."

A/N 2.0:

Hogwarts Insane House Challenge #259: (dialogue) "I know I'm like, your least favorite person in the universe right now, but I love you."

Hogwarts 360 Challenge #83: Comfortable