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"So, Mister Delivery Boy, when does that coupon expire?"

Sirius was not easily flustered but he struggled to remain composed when he heard the low echo over the phone. Be suave, be smooth, and for fucks sake calm down, he told himself. He took a deep and silent breath.

"How about I pick you up Friday at 8 and you don't have to worry about expiration dates." He said in a low and hopefully charming voice.

"Sounds great. I'm Remus by the way. Just so you have a name to put with the arse." He chuckled a bit.

"Sirius." He replied with a smile.

"Yes, I'm serious, that is my name." Remus replied with slight exasperation.

"No, my name is Sirius; like the star." Sirius said shaking his head. He was twirling the cord on the phone which made James point and snort. Sirius stopped immediately.

"Oh! I'm terribly sorry." Remus did indeed sound sorry.

"Think nothing of it. Happens all the time. I'll see you Friday." He added with finality. Remus gave a soft agreement and Sirius hung up.

He bit his lip as he smiled. He looked at James and announced that he had a date. James rolled his eyes because he had heard everything, obviously. But Sirius was determined to gloat because his date was hot as hell and James should be jealous. "I don't like cock, Sirius." It didn't matter. He should still be jealous because Remus is gorgeous, even if he has no fashion sense. "Safety pins and leather is not fashion sense. It's just whatever is clean." Sirius ignored his mate. He was excited and nothing would ruin this.

The rest of the night was uneventful and Sirius could not care less. He was in a fantastic mood. James locked up after closing and they went back to their shared flat. James fell on the blue velvet couch as soon as they entered the door and Sirius smacked the back of his head. The prat was going to get flour all over the fabric and it was a bitch to clean. Not that Sirius ever cleaned it... He just didn't want to have to. Their flat wasn't especially messy. It was just untidy. They both had a tendency to throw things about and never seemed to pick things up. The coffee table was littered with papers and magazines and cigarette butts and the floor had an empty bottles of alcohol and food wrappers. But the bathroom and kitchen were clean and that as all that mattered. Sirius shuffled into his bedroom and shoved clothes off the bed. They probably weren't clean anyway. He flopped on the soft mattress. It had once been extremely stiff in its better days. Sirius fell asleep with a huff. Maybe he could sleep until Friday...

The rest of the week went by uneventfully. Sirius had gone through his usual ritual; get up, find something on the floor that smelled okay to wear, have a cup of coffee, blare 70's rock until James woke up, wash his face and brush his teeth, realise he was going to be late for work, trip on something on the way out. He nearly forgot about his date until James reminded him as they drove to work. He cursed loudly and very creatively.

"James, I don't have anything to wear." He groaned and slammed his head on the steering wheel.

"When has that ever bothered you? You only own two pairs of jeans and all of your shirt have holes in them," James said looking in the mirror.

"It's a first date you ninny! I'm supposed to look less like me and more like a respectable human being."

"You couldn't look like a respectable human being if you had a week to prepare." James scoffed.

Sirius smacked his arm. "James, instead of being a smartass, why don't you say something helpful for a change?"

James sighed. "I suppose you could borrow something of mine... if you can find something you like."

James had a closet full of joke shirts and button downs that he threw over them and jeans that showed off his ass because, "Sirius, it would be a shame to cover it up!" While Sirius on the other hand leaned towards band t-shirts that were a little too large or tank tops in varying shades of black. He really did only own two pairs of jeans, a pair of blue jeans that had grease stains all over and a pair of black skinny jeans with the knees blown out. He hadn't gotten around to shopping since he moved in with James. His mother had thrown half of his clothing out when he told her that he wasn't going to an Ivy League school and that he didn't have a career chosen. She had called him a worthless disgrace and thrown things around while demanding he leave and never come back. He packed as much as he could in 3 trunks and left. Walburga called him occasionally to leave a bitter voicemail. James deleted them before Sirius could hear them.

"You wouldn't mind?" Sirius asked in a soft voice that betrayed how worried he was about this date.

"If it will calm you down I'd let you borrow the whole damn closet." James chuckled.

"Let me know if you ever need me to return the favor."

"Yes, I'll let you know when I meet a bird who likes the look of a banger who ran through a forest and tried to pin his clothes back together with scrap metal."

Sirius gave a bright smile. "I think I like this girl. When can I meet her?"

"Just worry about the fellow with the good arse and nice eyes, yeah?" James blushed and looked out the window.

Sirius was dancing about the rest of the morning. He usually hated the morning shift because everyone and their uncle seemed to want a pizza but today he didn't mind. It kept him busy until 6 and that was all he could ask for. He started pelting James with pens when he wasn't ready to leave at 5:59. James threw a tomato at him and hit him square in the face. He fell on the floor while laughing. Sirius tried to keep a furrowed brow but he ended up laughing and throwing a handful of flour at James, covering his wayward black hair in a powdery skin. James reached for the bin full of sauce and Sirius held his arms up shouting about his date. James sighed and cleaned his glasses with his shirt.

When they got back to the flat Sirius was losing it. He ran to the shower. It was only half past 6 but he needed to deep condition and scrub the flour off his body before the date and his hair needed to dry. Then there were clothes... He groaned under the heat of the water. He lathered his hair generously and massaged his scalp while he thought about Remus. He hadn't really planned anything. Maybe he'd take him to his favorite Italian bistro or that French cafe he drove by nearly every day. He scrubbed at his body with a bar of unscented soap. He had a rather sensitive nose and scented products tended to make his nose itch. His hair always smelled like pomegranate and mint and that was enough for him.

He stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his hips while he pressed a smaller towel into his hair. James poked his head around the corner. "Are you going to take 3 hours on your hair?"

Sirius cocked a hip and ran a hand through his long locks dramatically, "Perfection cannot be rushed, Potter."

"Perfection doesn't have much of a choice. It's half past 7."

Sirius cursed. How had it gotten so late? He ran some product through his damp hair and padded into James' room. His mate was laying on his bed, flipping through a book. Sirius began rummaging through his closet. There had to be something decent in here. He bypassed the button down. He hadn't touched a button down since his school days. He found a faded Ramones t-shirt that he was fairly certain was his. He tugged it on over his head. It hugged his body in a familiar way. It was definitely his. He dug around for a pair of jeans. He finally found a straight leg dark wash that wouldn't dwarf him. He wasn't especially short. He was 5'9 which was decent but James was nearly 6 feet and those extra few inches seemed to be a real pain. He was about to pull them on when James shouted.

"Oi! Put on some drawers you neanderthal. I don't want your bits all over my pants." James' face was scrunched up in disbelief.

Sirius shrugged and went back to his room in search of something to put between the jeans and his "bits." He found a pair of red boxer-brief and slipped them on. He hopped into the pants. He scoured the floor for a pair of socks but sighed and settled for one black and one purple. He pulled on his boots, a solid pair of black biker boots gifted to him by James last Christmas, and shoved his wallet into his back pocket. He called out his departure to James.

He took the bike without thinking. He probably should have asked Remus if he was okay with motorcycles but his hair needed to dry and he was especially fond of his bike. He pulled up in front of Remus' brownstown just as his phone read 8 o'clock. He kicked the stand down and walked up to the flat with heavy steps. He brushed his hair out of his face before ringing the bell. He stood there for a moment, rocking back on his feet with his hands in his pockets. The door opened and to Sirius' surprise there was a pretty red head standing there.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me." She snorted.

"I haven't told the punch line yet." Sirius quipped.

The red head tipped her head and eyed him suspiciously. He smiled and her mouth quirked up a bit in the corner. She held the door open and invited him open. She introduced herself as Lily, Remus' flatmate and best friend, and asked him if he wanted anything to drink. He declined politely. He took in the space. the first floor was obviously kitchen and lounge. The kitchen had green tile and vintage appliances. The lounge had to wing back chairs, one black velvet and one quilted in white and blue and purple, a grey couch that looked very stiff and a coffee table that was buried under books. Sirius thought it looked cozy.

"I'm Sirius."

"I'm sorry, what?" Lily's green eyes were curious.

"My name. I'm Sirius Black." Sirius gave her a childish smile and complimented the decor.

Lily smiled and thanked him. "It's mostly Remus' furniture. I moved in and most of it was already here. Pete took all his stuff with him when he moved out. There are a few new pieces but Remus is found of strange furniture pieces. You should see the kitchen table. It's all bottle caps."

Sirius, while interested in the table, was more interested in this Pete character. He was a bit ruffled. He didn't want to hear about Remus' exes now... or ever. He had a hard time thinking about someone else touching Remus. Remus was for Sirius to touch and Sirius alone. He was rarely possessive. He was known to be very unattentive to his partners outside the bedroom actually. He couldn't be bothered to get emotionally involved but Remus... He was too tempting to pass up.

"So... this Pete... was he, that is, were Remus and him..." He couldn't say it.

Lily laughed. "Oh, god no! Peter and Remus went to school together and got a flat together. I moved in shortly after. Pete just moved in with his girlfriend about 2 months ago. Don't worry. You don't have any competition." Sirius' shoulders relaxed. "I must say, I'm a bit surprised though. You're not at all what I imagined."

"Been imagining him much, Lil?" Remus asked from the doorway.

Sirius turned around to see his date leaning against the archway, a soft smirk on his lips. Remus' shaggy honey locks were curling slightly and were mussed. He was wearing another jumper, though this one fit much better, a thick green knit this time. Sirius could see the collar and tails of a button down peeking out. Sirius hated button downs but blimey, Remus looked tasty in it. His jeans were fitted and cuffed at the bottom to show off his boots. He looked preppy. Not at all like he should be going out with Sirius.

But damn was he glad that he was.

"I certainly hope you've been imagining me." Sirius said without thinking and Remus rewarded him with a gorgeous blush.

Lily eyed them both and smirked before shooing them out the door. "You boys have fun." She winked at Remus but Sirius saw it and found himself wondering what it was about.

"She's a pip." Sirius said giving Remus a brilliant smile and grabbing his hand without hesitation. The night was just beginning but if the heat that radiated from Remus' hand was any indication of what was to come then Sirius was in for a lovely evening.

I'm so excited for their date! How will Remus react to the motorcycle?

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