It was at some point in fourth year when Sirius realized that what he was feeling for Remus wasn’t friendly behavior. He got this fuzzy feeling in his stomach and his skin wouldn’t goosebump whenever Remus touched him.
He didn’t know what it was, he liked having Remus around— he did— it’s just that when he was around Sirius couldn’t sit the feeling of warmth and pink blush that rise to his cheeks. And when they somehow found themselves in a broom closet towards the ends of sixth year he finally allowed himself to feel and do what he’s been wanting to since he was fourteen.
“this fucking sucks.” Remus had groaned, Filtch was surely lurking the corridors accompanied by his stupid cat in look of the four marauders that had yet again set off something that he’d have to clean up.
“what? don’t fancy being stuck in here with me Moony?” Sirius smirked, that same old charm he always seemed to have. He was glad this closet was rather dark because if not he was sure Remus would see the horrible blush that rose to his pale skin.
“oh no, I definitely do. I just love being stuck in here with you, it’s one of the highlights of my week” Remus said, obvious sarcasm in his voice. Sirius laughed, “always so funny Moony”
and then he was leaning in, he didn’t know what made him do it but he did it. he didn’t feel any type of fear of rejection, he was just doing this and that was that. He didn’t even think how this could affect their friendship if Remus didn’t like it. But then again Sirius had always been reckless, hadn’t he?
His lips were on Remus’ and it was like everything went quite, his heart was beating quick but he couldn’t bring himself to his senses. Before he realized what he’d done Remus was kissing back. Soft and gentle at first but then hot and desperate.
Remus’ hands were on him now, cupping his jaw and pulling him closer. Sirius was shorter by a couple of inches and Remus took full advantage of that, he towered over him as he fulfilled his and Sirius’ needs. This kiss. That was their need.
Sirius moaned into his mouth and the they were pulling away, flushed cheeks and pink lips. “fucking finally” Remus sighed, his hands still on Sirius. Sirius sent him a confused smile, “what?”
“I’ve been wanting that to happen for a long fucking time” Remus said, brushing a strand of hair from Sirius’ face. “really?”
“yeah,” Remus leaned in again, this time pecking a small kiss to his lips. “I was waiting for you to make the first move”
Sirius smirked, “oh Moony,” he kissed his lips, “moony moony moony..”
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