you should have told me from the start.
âYou could have asked,â Remus said softly, forcing himself to look at Sirius. Forcing himself to confront his anger and his disappointment head on when everything in him was screaming at him to just let this drop. To cave in. To play the peacemaker like he always did and simply apologize so that they could go on like they always had. But that was the problem, wasnât it? Thatâs how they ended up here, even after so many years of practically living in each otherâs pockets, they still didnât know how to talk to one another at all. âYou just never did,â he pointed out, steadily holding Siriusâ dark gaze as something vicious gripped at his heart. âAnd each time that you looked at me like youâre doing right now, all I could wonder was if you actually wanted to know,â he continued, voice still so gentle even as he closed the distance between them so that they were only a hairâs breadth apart. âBecause hereâs the thing, Sirius, I donât think you ever wanted to hear the truth from me."

















