Sirius lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, arms folded comfortable behind his head. He was undeniably the happiest he'd been in a while, butterflies still flitting about in his stomach. Dinner had been lovely, full of "accidental" hand grazes and bashful smiles across the table followed by a long walk back to the dormitories, taking all detours possible, with a few stolen kisses in the occasional (every single) alcove. Sirius swore he could still feel Remus' hand in his.
When they had gotten back to the dormitories, they hadn't done much except play a game of wizard chess which Remus won in less than ten moves, before getting ready for bed.
Despite having roomed together for going on six years now, they had found themselves blushing furiously and undressing cautiously, backs facing each other. It was downright ridiculous when it came down to it, but with their feelings revealed the idea of undressing in front of each other seemed daunting. Eventually, Remus had retreated to the bathroom after a lewd whistle from Sirius; it had been meant to relieve the tension, but unfortunately Remus had turned an unsightly shade of magenta and scurried to the toilets.
When he came out, Sirius was sitting on his bed, fully clothed, reading his potions text book. The two shared a chaste goodnight kiss and then turned the lights out, leaving Sirius as he currently was, arms folded behind his head, staring at the ceiling.
He heard Remus shifting around, trying to get comfortable and nearly chuckled at how often they found themselves in this situation lately, separated only by two curtains but so much more. Hopefully they'd get over their evasiveness soon, or this could be the most awkward relationship Sirius had ever been in-and he'd nearly had an arranged marriage with his cousin.
He heard Remus sigh, and responded in kind. After another moment, he spoke, "Moony, can I-"
"Of course Padfoot." Remus cut him off and he jumped excitedly out of his own bed and scampered across the cold stone floor to Remus' bed. "Scoot over." He muttered lightheartedly before Remus moved over to give him enough space to lay down beside him. They lay there on their sides, facing each other, then Sirius brought a hand up to stroke Remus' cheek. Remus gave a content sigh and they rolled over to their backs so they could lay comfortable but still be touching. Sirius linked his hand in Remus' and whispered in his ear, "I've missed this." Slowly, Remus turned his head and brought a hand to reach behind Sirius' neck, pulling him close in order to place a slow, sweet kiss on his slightly parted lips. "Me too.' He breathed.
Smiling, Sirius returned the favor, lightly prodding Remus' lips with his tongue until the other opened his mouth to him. When they pulled apart, Remus grinned sleepily and rolled over so that Sirius was spooning him and scooted back to snuggle deeply into Sirius, who draped an arm over Remus' middle lovingly. "G'night, Sirius." He murmured, on the edge of sleep. "Goodnight, Moony." he replied, and felt Remus relax and his breathing slow as he drifted off. Sirius reached up to stroke his shoulder blade aimlessly,n his brain still actively recounting the memories of the last week, every single kiss buzzing in his mind. Chuckling lightly, he supposed they'd have to tell James and Peter if they wanted to get away with the routine they seemed to have established. He nearly laughed outright when he pictured James' face if they were to just not mention it and proceed to make out in front of the other two marauders. To be perfectly honest, the prospect of coming out terrified him, and a large part of him wanted to keep this to himself so no one could steal his happiness.
Remus sighed in his sleep, and Sirius' heart nearly melted-as if it weren't a little puddle already anyway. All thoughts of telling the others fled his mind. If they found out, They found out, but already Sirius was loathe to give any of this up for even a moment just to give himself more time to tell his friends. Remus would help him figure it out, and everything would be fine. How could it not be when he had somehow managed to capture the heart of such an altruistic person, despite his own past? No, he would take each day as it came, with Remus by his side. As far as he was concerned, they would all be little blessings in and of themselves. He tightened his arm around Remus and nuzzled the crook of his neck, thankful that for once everything seemed to have worked in his favor.