One week after Lucius' birthday party, Sirius made his way across town to the address Remus had given him. He arrived at 3:00 on the dot. He only stood there for a few seconds before a bell rang, releasing the high school for the weekend. He waited for a few minutes, looking for Lily's flaming hair, or Travis' mohawk, or Troy's bulky frame. He didn't see any of those or James' messy mop, Curt's scraggly locks, or Remus' angel hair. Somebody tapped his shoulder. He spun around to see a girl with shoulder length black hair and piercings all over her face. She looked him up and down before smiling in what she probably thought was a sexy way but actually made her look constipated. She reached down the front of her low cut top and pulled out a folded piece of paper. She handed it to him before walking away, swinging her narrow hips and nonexistent ass. Sirius rolled his eyes. 'And people wonder why I don't like girls,' he thought. He opened the note.
"147 Willow Ave. Be quick." (1)
Sirius shook his head. He barely even knew Remus and the other boy was already sending him on treasure hunts. He stopped one of the kids rushing by, a freshman by the look of him. He asked for directions to Willow Ave. which the timid boy gave him, looking grateful that Sirius hadn't beaten him up. He was on his way and soon arrived at the address. He looked up at the ivy-covered brick townhouse. He walked up to the door, fighting through the overgrown garden and tripping on the cracked concrete path. He pressed the buzzer and waited. After a few minutes and several buzzes, the sound of frantic shuffling came from inside. The door opened and a flushed, out of breath Remus leaned against the doorframe, looking at him with surprise.
"You got here fast," he panted. "I barely had time to pick up the house."
"I had some help," Sirius grinned.
Remus smiled back. "Well, it's somewhat presentable. Come on in." He stepped back and held the door open.
Sirius walked into the small, dark entryway, looking around at the ancient cherry wood paneling.
Remus led him through a glass-paned door into the main hallway and then turned right, heading up a narrow staircase. When they reached the upstairs, it was like a breath of fresh air. The walls were a white plaster and the windows made it more airy, opening the narrow passage up. They continued down the hall until they reached the second-to-last door. Remus opened it and walked into the black and red bedroom. He beckoned for Sirius to come in.
Sirius had just closed the door behind him when he was suddenly pressed against the door with a hot pressure on his lips. His eyes widened as Remus kissed him but soon melted into it, enjoying the tingling feeling spreading through him. He closed his eyes and kissed back, his arms wrapping around Remus' waist. His tongue flicked out, asking for entrance to the other's mouth. Remus obliged and Sirius' tongue was soon exploring every corner of his mouth. They kissed for several minutes, tongues battling for dominance, Remus' hands clutching at Sirius' hair and neck. They eventually were forced to pull away for air.
"Well, I wasn't expecting that," Sirius panted after a few moments.
Remus flushed a bright red and smiled shyly, looking down at his feet.
Sirius smiled softly, capturing Remus' chin and tilted his face back up. He looked into Remus' swirling gold eyes for a moment before leaning in and giving him a gentle, tender kiss. "You have no idea how much I've wanted this," he whispered against the other boy's lips.
Remus looked up at him with shining eyes, kissing him back just a softly. He pulled away a moment later, laying his head on Sirius' chest. "You know, if you hadn't come I would've given up on you," he said with a soft chuckle.
"But I did."
"Yes, you did. And that proved to me that you wanted me enough to suffer my temper tantrums, wait a week, and then run all over East London for me."
"I'd run all over the world for you," Sirius whispered passionately.
Remus smiled warmly at him. He looked as though he were about to kiss Sirius again but the doorbell buzzed, interrupting the moment. Remus rolled his eyes and let out a vexed sigh. "I'll be right back," he said, moving away from Sirius so the latter could step away from the door. "Blood creditors," Remus muttered on his way out. A few moments later Sirius heard the door open followed by an exclamation of "Scotty!"
Sirius growled. That bastard had horrible timing. He left the room and went back downstairs, leaning against the wall at the base of the stairs. He smiled at Scotty, looking thoroughly debauched with his kiss swollen lips, mussed hair, and pink cheeks.
Scotty looked between the two of them, his eyes narrowing as he took in Remus' similarly swollen lips and rumpled clothing. "Am I interrupting something?" he asked coolly.
"Yes," Sirius said, his voice just as cool.
Remus blushed and nodded shyly, an ecstatic grin spreading across his face.
"Really?" Scotty said. "I wasn't aware that you were into snobby rich kids who pity you, Remus."
"Shut up, McGreggor," Remus growled, his hot temper flaring up again. "You have no right to talk about Sirius like that. You're just jealous that I like him better th—"
He was cut off by Scotty slapping him sharply.
Sirius snarled and grabbed the man's wrist, twisting it behind his back and shoving him outside while Remus lifted his fingers to tentatively touch his stinging cheek. Sirius slapped the door shut and locked it. He went over to Remus, pulling the shocked boy into his arms.
"How hard did he hit you?" he asked, examining the red, hand-shaped mark on Remus' cheek.
"It barely stung," Remus muttered. "I was just surprised."
"Let's go back upstairs; I'll get you an icepack."
"No, no, give it five minutes. It'll go away."
"Alright," Sirius sighed.
Back in the bedroom, Remus crossed to a beat-up, old stereo. He hit the "play" button and soon the amazing guitar riffs of Avenged Sevenfold were flooding out of the speakers. He sat down on the bed, patting the spot next to him. Sirius joined him after kicking off his shoes. The two of them laid back, Sirius' shoulder pillowing Remus' head while they held each other.
Sirius listened as Remus softly sang along with the song.
"Passion in my eyes, I lived it everyday,
but how could you go and throw it all away?
In my dreams it's me and you, it's there I saw it all come true
As time went by faith in you grew, so one thing's left for me to do…"
It was beautiful, listening to Remus sing while he held him. His voice harmonized perfectly with M. Shadow's.
"Have I ever told you how much I love your voice?" Sirius asked.
"I don't think so," said Remus, a coy smile spreading across his face as he looked up at Sirius.
"Well, I do. It's beautiful."
"Thank you," Remus said, blushing lightly at both the compliment and the feel of Sirius' callused fingers running up and down his arm. "So, um…how's you're guitar going? James said you're getting really good."
"I don't know about the 'really' part, but yeah, I'm getting pretty good," he said, making a mental note to kill James.
"Good enough to join us for a gig next month?" asked Remus with more than a hint of hope.
"A-a gig?"
"Yeah, Curt's mum won a trip to Paris and it's the same week as the gig," Remus explained.
"Um, well, uh…I don't know. Maybe," he said, instantly regretting it as a crestfallen look appeared on Remus' face. "I'll practice extra hard if you give me the songs. I just don't want to make you guys look bad."
Remus' face lit up. "I can call Curt over and he can show you."
"Um, alright," Sirius said, backing away slowly, a bit frightened of the blonde's sudden mood change.
"Ok, hold on," Remus said, trying to pull a cell phone out of the back pocket of his tight jeans. (2) After a rather comedic struggle, Remus won the battle with his pants for possession of the cell phone. "Aha!"
Thephone call to Curt lasted all of thirty seconds andRemus shoved his phone back into his pocket and laid back against Sirius' chest, situated comfortably between the dark-haired boy's legs. Sirius wrapped his arms around his waist, nuzzling Remus' neck. Remus tilted his head back and kissed Sirius' chin. That kiss led to several more kisses and soon they were in an all out snog fest.
They heard the bedroom door open and quickly close again with an exclamation of "Oops!"
Remus pulled away with a grin. "Hen-ri!" he called out in a sing-song voice.
"Rem-mie!" came the response from the hall. "Are you presentable?"
"Not really but you can come in anyways."
Sirius took this time to observe their situation. Remus was lying on top of him, one hand up his shirt while Sirius had one hand on Remus' bottom, the other tangled in the blonde's hair.
The door slowly opened, a handsome brunette man peeking cautiously into the room. His eyes widened and he jumped back out. "Alright, hands where I can see them! I don't want you guys doing things to each other while I'm talking to you."
Remus took Sirius' hand in his, lacing their fingers together before resting them on the pillow above Sirius' head. "We're ok!" he called.
The brunette man peeked back in. His face relaxed and he came into the room. "Hey Remus. Did anyone come by today?"
"Only Scotty."
"Oh, good," the man sighed in relief, "because I told the creditors I had the money but I don't get my paycheck till Sunday."
"That's just like you, Henri. Lying to the authorities. Honestly, you'd think that our mother didn't teach you better," Remus huffed in mock exasperation.
The man, Henri, looked down with an air of being ashamed of himself. That lasted for about five seconds before he and Remus were cracking up.
"H-Henri," Remus gasped, trying to suppress his giggles. "This is Sirius, the guy I was telling you about. Sirius, this is my eldest brother Henri."
Sirius took one of his hands out of Remus' to shake hands with the older man. "Nice to meet you."
"You too, mate. I see you passed Remmie's test," Henri said with a grin.
"Apparently," Sirius chuckled, gesturing toward them.
"Stay for dinner, Guillaume (3) is down ordering a pizza."
"Sure."
A/N: Oh my god, that was the first kiss I've ever written. I'm completely mortified right now, it turned out so bad. So, what'd you think? I finally overcame my writer's block and got this out.
(1) That's not a real address, I just made it up.
(2) I've always imagined rocker!Remus to dress kinda emo so I made his pants really tight.
(3) Guillaume is my older brother's name so I decided to put it in there. It's basically Remus and his two older brothers living on their own.
Please review, I'd really appreciate it.