Bowling
Chapter 18
Remus peered at Sirius's delicate sleeping face, a look of fierce concentration spreading across his own mildly gentle features. Sirius's now-shaped mouth was slack and his eyes fluttered every so often, if Remus listened closely, he could hear the soft deep snoring noises he made, like a sort of dog bark in the back of his throat.
Remus gently lifted a scarred hand, drawing it across Sirius's silky hair cautiously, so as not to wake him up, trying to move some out of his eyes as the darker haired boy complained non-stop about having hair in his eyes, the dark strands contrasting vividly against his own milk-bottle pale (well, he calls it milk-bottle, Sirius calls it Edward Cullen, but Remus supposes that's just down to the boys unhealthy obsession with twilight) hand. Remus smirked sleepily, it was usually the other way around, Remus usually being the one fast asleep with Sirius adoring him. Which he didn't appreciate, because Sirius usually got no sleep. Which made him irritable with everyone else apart from Remus, Sirius was never truly angry at Remus, they almost never fought.
Staring at the boy now, the gorgeous boy, with the natural tanned skin and high cheekbones, the pale pink Cupid's bow mouth that turned up at one corner to create that crooked grin Remus loved so much, dark eyelashes (almost girlish) resting thick on his cheekbones, eyelids obscuring the most fascinating eyes from view.
There was only one word to describe Sirius Black as he slumbered.
...Angelic
Now, don't get Remus wrong, he loves Sirius to pieces, so much his heart physically hurts every time he thinks of the onyx haired boy, but angelic is not an adjective he would use to commemorate the boy.
Sexy? obviously, sweet? definitely, downright-lovable? Of course.
But Angelic?
No.
But it's the only word to describe Sirius at this moment and Remus is quite thankful that he will never be able to forget this moment, the serene stillness of the entire house as they lay side-by-side, Sirius's breathing even, Remus's hitching slightly as he trailed a finger around Sirius's features. His mouth slightly open on the pillow, with a puddle of drool around it, something Remus should be pissed off about but instead finds himself thinking it endearing.
Sirius makes a low noise in his throat and mumbled "Stop, 'tarring a' me." Jumping slightly. Remus hurriedly lays his head back down on Sirius's arm, as it's taking up most of the pillow and shuts his eyes. Blushing furiously.
Sirius opens an eye with a lazy grin, spotting Remus blushing with his eyes squeezed shut. One word comes to mind when he sees him like this. Eyes shut, mouth smiling but his cheeks blushing profoundly. His hair sticking up at corners from were Sirius had ran his fingers through it during their quite heated snog session not too long ago.
...Angelic.
A/N so, I don't think 20 is a great chapter to stop at either. So I'm just going to continue bowling for a very long time. Review if you think I should.
-Lupin3Black
P.S Julez, the wedding will obviously be in the future Remus wouldn't get married when he's 15, the legal age is 16 but I picture him being 21. Meaning Sirius is 23.
