Jealous remus blurbbb :)
he'd catch your eye every minute, followed by a staring competition. he'd laugh about it afterwards, but secretely he'd find so much comfort in your eyes on him alone.
his hands would fidget, even as they held yours. there'd be an uncertainty in the way he'd move, his gangly body a teenager again.
and sometimes it'd end up in a thousand sweet kisses. without reason, and with miles of love.













