I’ll meet you at the meadow. ⏾⋆.˚

Sirius grows confused at some points when he looks back to how the two of you met, how the two of you just connected in the way that you did. You’re so inherently different, with his extroverted, outgoing personality, and your social anxiety, but he figures that’s what made it work just so well. 

He’s able to quickly convince others to leave you the fuck alone with but a snarky comment with an eye-rolling sneer, because he knows that no matter what he does, he’s still gonna be the likable, fun-loving person everyone has come to love. 

As aforementioned, Sirius doesn’t like reading. He’d rather be doing anything in the world, (such as fucking you into the mattress), and you often have to get on your hands and knees to get him to stay in the room with you while you do so. Oftentimes, however, Sirius will agree to slip inside the warmth of your heat and cockwarm you until he finally grows impatient and ruts into you. 

He’s often teasing James about his glasses, but he absolutely adores the way you look in yours, he thinks you’re an image of perfection, with or without your glasses. Yet, he does prefer you in them. 

Once you opened up your bubbly personality to him, he grew even more enamored with you, obsessing over you until the end of his days. He’s extremely thankful that he was able to ‘unlock’ such a feature, that he was able to get you to open up in the way you did, and he’s forever thankful for that. 

However, he definitely teases you about it, like he’ll prod at your sides when you’re eating, and go “why so quiet? You weren’t like that last night.”